I have never been anything close to what you might call politically correct. In fact, I have never really even understood the term very well. So I looked it up:
The avoidance, often considered as taken to extremes, of forms of expression or action that are perceived to exclude, marginalize, or insult groups of people who are socially disadvantaged or discriminated against.
Over the years, political correctness has become a metaphor for describing people with the proverbial pickle up their ass. This has led to all kinds of weird neutering. Like calling crippled people disabled or retarded people mentally challenged. To me, these politically correct terms actually sound elitist and more demeaning than the original stuff.
But the worst part of it all is that it has created a culture where anyone who actually talks in plain English is all too often considered to be culturally insensitive or politically incorrect.
This kind of pisses me off because if you have to beat around the intellectual bush so as not to be even slightly offensive or provocative to explain anything you’re trying to explain or make a point really stick in people’s minds, you run the serious risk of not being understood by the ever-growing plethora of intellectually challenged people out there, and your message, whatever it is, will not be effectively received.
Writers like to be, and sometimes actually have to be, extremely politically incorrect. Because many of them believe that this whole concept has been designed to condition people to restrain their natural tendencies to express themselves honestly and genuinely call a spade a spade, so to speak.
We now live in a world where an ever-increasing number of things are being controlled by standards of morality that are completely antiquated.
I personally believe that if everyone were to start speaking and communicating without the fear of offending someone or something, we would have a much more vibrant world. Conversations would be more interesting because people’s points of view would be that much clearer, and the general tenor of human discourse would be elevated. But as it is, all we have right now is a big f##king bowl of oatmeal* with no raisins.
*My apologies to Quaker Oats. It was not my intention to demean your product in any way. I’m sure it’s very fine. My wife eats it a couple of times a week and I have never heard a negative comment from her in that regard.