I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about how bent we get at calling each other names, and this endless sorting we seem to do in putting people into boxes.
We neatly sort them so we can decide where they belong, what we might sell them or what value they might at some point provide to us and frankly I find that sophomoric and exhausting. Not to mention that we should have learned on our 5th grade play grounds that name calling is bad. But here's the irony, we cause it, we invite it, we perpetuate it and we mostly deserve it because we do it to our selves all the time. And worst of all it's so common we just accept it as normal.
What the hell is this about? Do we have such a need to belong to a group or to create a separation from those around us in order to differentiate that these words are the ones we are embracing? Endearing? Inclusive?
In the last month I did a little experiment and listened to how people defined themselves, labeled themselves and how they sorted their "friends".
Gee...I wonder how our kids and our society got to this, given how bent we get when someone else uses the very same words to define us.
Here's a partial list of your names for yourselves, and your friends that you have used and that I have heard recently in groups, at bars, on the street, as friends approach each other, at clubs, in stores, on the street, and I am not hanging out in some shady areas or with some uneducated idiots, this is just how common it is in our language anymore (Oh and apparently these are intended as endearing and inclusive words as I said above), well as long as I don't use them, otherwise I'll end op on the news as a racist or hater or perhaps just looking plain stupid: