I want to start off by acknowledging my sources of privilege, I am a cis-gendered, able bodied, light skin Black woman, with relative economic freedom. I am somewhat formally educated, completing 2.5 years of my 4 year bachelors program. I don’t live in a food desert, and my sexual orientation, is technically heterosexual. These are the ways that I am marginalized, I am a Black person, a woman, and I live in a city where my income is nowhere near what is needed to live comfortably.
Constructing that first paragraph was difficult, I had to apply labels I’ve never used, and think about myself in terms that are more focused on others perception of me instead of my perception of myself. How I would describe myself? I’m authentic, loving, caring, nurturing, and at times insecure. I love animals, cartoons, and spending time in the sun. I read, write, take photographs, paint, and collect as many new experiences as I can. I waste entirely too much money on unhealthy take out, but I’m getting better. I’m very patient but also hot headed. I’m reserved in public, but the details of my private life would surprise many, except for those closet to me. I’m simultaneously one of the most chill and most outgoing, depending on the situation. I have no qualms about speaking my mind, but I’m careful to not offer unsolicited advice. I’m full of contradictions, and I’m flawed. I sway and move with the vibrations and tides of the universe. I bathe in my Blackness, when its presence makes those around me uncomfortable, but my race is not my single definer. I love these things about myself. I love that my individual personality is far too complex to be labeled by any idea or thought.
The second paragraph was far easier to type because I was just revealing what I already know to be true. Others may see me differently, some of what they see may be valid, and some of it won’t be. I will be invisible to some groups of people and a goddess among others. Inclusiveness is a collective effort that needs to be accomplished by the global community. With so many complex individuals, whose personalities, thoughts, and ideas are framed by the society they reside in, I know I will die before I see the end of racism, sexism, classism, homophobia, or ableism. I will die before I see the end of brutality. For brutality has always been present in human history. The problem with political correctness is that it does not allow people to be authentically themselves on their terms. I don’t have to move through life constantly editing and cropping myself to the needs and perceptions of other people.
Political correctness doesn’t encourage us to ask hard questions about ourselves or about other ways of life that we don’t understand. It doesn’t encourage freedom, just an additional layer of censorship. If we are moving through life so ready to be offended, for ourselves and other people, how can we enjoy the little pieces of magical glitter that form us all? People are indeed hateful, spiteful, and xenophobic. Those behaviors are dangerous. People are targeted and murdered for a variety of reasons all around the world. Everyone is marginalized for something at some point in their life. Justice needs to be served in any and every case that marginalization took someone’s life, but the reality is, that won’t happen, today, tomorrow, or next year.
Political correctness makes us focus on others when we should be focusing on ourselves and the vibrations we are sending to each other. If we speak in love, act through love, learn in love, we have no choice but to elevate from the position of allowing any system, person, or thought to marginalize us. Acting and loving in this way will always be harder for some than others. We are plagued by darkness in every corner of this planet, but all we can be responsible for is growing our own light. If being politically correct does not allow you to explore and learn about the world in a way that suits your path, then forgo it. As long as your intentions are pure, as long as you respect others and the way they identify, you will do fine in life.
Being politically correct does not make you a good person, and being politically incorrect does not make you a bad person. Your heart, your desires for yourself, and your desires for other people speak to the true composition of your soul. So focus on that and not on find and adding labels to yourself and those around you.