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August 18, 2016

Linguistic imperialism is a form of intimidation by petty tyrants

There is a new mandate dictate at Princetown where the requirement is maximum gender nutrality in writing style, and so one might imagine that they seek to elliminate the use of the phoneme 'man', no matter what it means. Or anything that is gender specific, like 'forefathers'. They want to dictate usage and style.

Even the term 'manufactured' might be suspect, even though the 'man' in 'manufacture' derives from 'manos' or hands, in some ancient dialects. OK, thy don't go that far.

But the fussy control freaks in HR have to have things done their way, or you ain't getting that tenure, darling.

What is this? Why do HR tyrants put out such dictates? Because they can get away with it, they think, in an atmosphere that panders to Socialist Cray-cray false equalitarianism. If they really were equalitarians they wouldn't go and tell people how to speak, and demand that people adhere to fussy mandates dictates from HR, which just shows, in any case, that HR in some corners is completely out of control and looks to the employees as thralls who must toat some thin intellectual requirements of 'gender nutrality' just because . . . just because they say so.

The rule, people, is to be kind, and keep being kind. In business, at the college, in life, in general. When cause mongers become linquistic imperialists and dictate how other people should behave, even when the behavior is not at all unpleasent, those cause mongers fail to be kind. Linguistic Imperialism is a form of intimidation and thus very unkind. Linguistic Imperialist methods are often used by petty tyrants in positions of limited authority. And thus their dictates fail the mandate that most of us use; to be, and keep being, kind. Instead these officers of some governance display themselves as control freaks and brittle. Careful what you say around them, they might shatter. It is dangerous to have such people in charge of hiring and firing. In any case, if you go to school at Princeton I suggest you read a book about how to do battle with bullies, because clearly they must have that type do the hiring there. Beware. Perhaps choose another school. Or rise up and tell them that you aren't going to take it anymore. But make sure you still go to all your classes. Ya, that is what I'd do: start a student movement against HR bullying of faculty and writing departments. The gender neutral bullying of college writing departments has been going on for a very long time. It's perhaps time that students decide that they aren't going to put up with it anymore.

Tyranny doesn't like competition.

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He's going on with his 'this this this, all this this this' bit of stock outrage. And no one can calm him down. Gotta get things done. Got work to do. But he exhausts himself with useless outrage.

And those thing, even if they were true, they are better kept on the down low. Most people are nice. Most organizations can never become so demented and damaged and draining away D' word daisy dazes and dazzling displays of dangerous dan-dasteerdlies, as if he weren't but just the sweetest of lambkin lambs.

He's got to calm down. Maybe some travel would help him. Or go to sleep for a while, stop himself from continuing with his controversial concepts. It's better to un-post. And then they won't find it. He's not back pedaling. Maybe he could if it weren't just a story. Words aren't nooses, and he isn't inclined to use them like that. Someone who is truly eevviill is just a fiction, even your worst imagined human villain is not real. No one is as vile in the ways that you could imagine as a worst case. And these imaginings, maybe we use them as a stock bit that we do when we are lonely drunk in the crowd and trying to say things that mean something, that people would be amused by. But are they laughing at you or with you? and you don't want to know.

But even that is paranoia. And we are all having to be who we are and it's our fault when we, ourselves, devolve into a jerk persona, idiosyncratic ravings about aristocratic secrecy that isn't even real, and going on with the delusions that you catalog as being farmed into the message of putrid mendacious postings of, perhaps, just bot-process. And thus, no one real is even thinking that way until people read this trivvel and they think that maybe it's somehow correct. When it's all just made up. And everyone is suppose to know that. But they don't. And so some fools decide that the rethoric against the . . . whoever . . . needs to be escalated to a point of inserrection which they can't win. Because they've got it all wrong. They aren't even seeing the person as a person. They've crafted these bullies to slaughter in their delusional worlds, and they've empowered themselves with hatreds that might have been just manufactured. If people have real hatred then you can't talk them off their self-created ledge and stop them unless you can some how mitigate that, and make it good for the person, who suffered real harm, and that they would be better later, and not hurting anymore because of the brutalities of which they were suffering, and they were inflicted upon them by . . . and maybe the story doesn't tell you the rest. You are supposed to just take it all at face value. When someone who has really suffered from being brutalized, they can be helped to overcome their distraught nature because it was a human that did this to them, and humans can remind them that not all of us are brutes.

But when the slights and afflictions are not real, and people are not really sufferers, and they don't have anything bad, really, that's happened to them by a person or pepole in a conscious way, it's nothing more than stuff that they hear about, or see on the news, or they think someone that they know is doing it, or being harmed. If its someone local, you can't say what they might have seen, or know about. In the case of those who live in a virtual drug-haven warzone, like some parts have become during some phases of the daily routine, no where is a hellhole always. And people, even in hell holes, are still human. And so we must lay back and rest on the trust that other people can not really be demons, and that they want to do the right thing, even if it were for an enemy, and if it were someone in distress, that they human thing to do is to help.

so if you find yourself somewhere and you're feeling stress from the sense of it being a 'bad area', you had best proceed to a calmness, and accept that we do live in a dangerous world if we harbor fear of danger then we will not be happy when something occurs, even if it doesn't happen to us. But in a war zone, a real bad place, there is an acceptance and a 'just get it done' behavior of survival, and hiding, and being ok when everything else is crazy. But we aren't in that place. We don't have that here, really. Its something that power mad asshole would crave to have so that they can impose a will to have those with duty to put on a demonstration of their martialistic behaviors. Populations don't cotton to unrest, and we don't have a tradition of that here. It must upset them that the tricks, those old-world tricks, can't work in a nation where people are locked and loaded and ready to jump up at a minutes notice. Tyranny doesn't like competition.

Would that it were . . . but it isn't

Would that it were that all hate is fiction, alas, people's actions show otherwise.

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Political and Media Inanity

Kafka wrote comedy. Orwell was a pessimist. Depends who you ask.

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It's Sunday. Always a good time for clearing away kruft.

July 31, 2016

Billion dollar ideas? They are all around us!

Alright. We'll be changing it up a little bit!.

Oh song parity,
I'd write you if I was in cleverer mind
but I'm not.

July 24, 2016

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