Editors Note: This article was originally published
by American Thinker on May 16, 2008
Obama called a reporter 'sweetie.' Gasp. The pundits are divided on whether he should
attend sensitivity training to correct his thinking or whether his coerced apology
will suffice. The debate swirls, the opinions proliferate. The lesser pundits anxiously
await the position paper from the National Organization of Women before commiting
themselves to a firm stance on this vital issue. The rest of the world news takes
a back seat.
Welcome to another national conversation. Non-stop news coverage of experts, pundits
and elites opining on someone else's opining. As in, "What he really meant to say
was...", and "He said that but what he really meant was..."
I'm one of those dull people in flyover country that accepts what a person says
at face value. I know this is outdated thinking, but there's something stubborn
in me that just refuses to accept group think as opposed to forming my own opinion.
Especially when the majority of group opinions invariably prove faulty or agenda
driven. Color me old fashioned.
Obama has been suitably chastened for speaking naturally. Yeah baby! Never again
will he risk insulting and offending females with such a spontaneous, cavalier phrase.
He's learned his lesson. You bet. Thank you, feminists for shielding me from this
Obama has now earned his inclusion in the ranks of Stepford politicians. He will
only what people want to hear, carefully couching his language to conform to the
latest politically correct thinking. Pretty soon when you scratch Obama's surface,
you'll find the same thing you'll find under the surface of other elected elites:
The politically correct talking points of the day wrapped around the latest poll
numbers. The masters of this game have learned to mask their desperation and uncertainty
under a veneer of being above it all. A look of sneering condescension usually
does the trick.
The 5% of elites in this country have succeeded in setting the agenda for the rest
of the country. Their take on any issue is the only acceptable interpretation allowed
in polite society and they have carte blanche to define and analyze what lies in
another person's heart. Thank God I had the courage to leave polite society five
ago and settle in flyover country.
Here in flyover country, when someone addresses me as sweetie, I don't have to wrestle
for days to know what he means. Elites would be surprised to know that the little
people also know how to evaluate...well, context.
In a business situation, being addressed as sweetie gives me valuable insight into
the person I'm dealing with. Advantage: mine. In a social situation, being addressed
as sweetie can mean any number of things. The person wants to flirt or is unsophisticated
or is intimidated or
naive...whatever. I form my own interpretation and react accordingly.
For the record, I like being called sweetie. Usually it is a term of affection and
familiarity. I don't need legions of pundits to tell me its sexist. If I wasn't
so busy living my life, I would ask these pundits two questions: How do they
know?, and, According to who? Followed by a big so what.
Most people in my neck of the woods aren't so insecure that they spend precious
time probing the inner meaning of words. Unlike polite society, words in flyover
country are usually taken at face value. Unlike polite society, what you see is
what you get. I wouldn't trade that for money, power or fifteen minutes of fame.
Sexism will always be with us. As will racism, homophobia and a long list of traits
Mother Nature and upbringing have instilled in us. These are the traits that make
us who and what we are. Its called character, worms and all. And instead of spending
a lifetime trying to modify or legislate these traits to conform to someone else's
expectations, I accept them. I don't have to be perfect. Nor do my friends. What
a load off.
Here in flyover country, we're all allowed to be who we are. There is no uniform
standard of behavior. I believe this is called individuality. Which is probably
why the self-anointed and political elites look down their politically correct
noses and curl their lips in what polite society has deemed acceptable as a non-verbal
indication of superiority.
My reaction to this elitist behavior is usually pity. Pity for the individual who
is so insecure that he must spend his lifetime trying to be someone he is not -
ever looking outward instead of inward for direction. And pity mixed with contempt
for those who sacrifice their principles while doing so.
Nancy Morgan is a columnist and news editor for RightBias.com
She lives in South Carolina
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