Posted on 05/21/2014 4:34:01 AM PDT by Kaslin
Trigger warning: I am going to make fun of "trigger warnings."
Of course, if you're the sort of person who takes trigger warnings very seriously, you probably don't read this column too often. So maybe my mockery will miss its target, sort of like making fun of the Amish on the Internet -- it's not like they'll find out.
In fairness, the Amish are actually very impressive people. Even though some Amish communities are more tolerant of technology than the stereotypes suggest, their Anabaptist puritanical streak leaves me cold. On the whole, I like modernity. I may not love every new fad of the last few centuries, but mark me down as a fan of refrigeration, Netflix, modern dentistry, universal suffrage, the internal combustion engine and all that stuff.
Here's another thing about the Amish. They don't expect everyone else to pussyfoot around them.
You can't say the same thing about the trigger unhappy folks making headway on college campuses. Before I continue, I should explain what a "trigger warning" is.
They started on left-wing and feminist websites. Like a "spoiler alert" in a movie review or a more specific version of the movie rating system, trigger warnings are intended to alert very sensitive people that some content might set off, or trigger, their post-traumatic stress disorder or simply offend some people. According to most accounts, this was a conscientious accommodation of people who'd been raped or otherwise horribly abused.
But soon the practice metastasized. Trigger warnings were provided for an ever-increasing, and ridiculous, list of "triggers." For example, one website offers a trigger warning that it contains images of small holes, lest it terrify people suffering from trypophobia, which is -- you guessed it -- a fear of clusters of small holes. Another website warns visitors that it will not tolerate any debate over the validity of its trigger warnings for, among many other things, trypophobia, pictures from high places, audio of snapping fingers, or images or discussion of spiders, food, escalators or animals in wigs.
Now, the Internet is a very big place, and there's nothing wrong with obscure websites catering to the boutique anxieties of troubled people.
But now the cancer has spread to the college campus. At UC Santa Barbara, the student government has formally requested that professors provide trigger warnings on their syllabuses. The idea was initially suggested by a student who had been the victim of sexual abuse. Her class was shown a film that depicted a rape, and while she herself was not "triggered" by it, she felt she should have been warned.
I have no problem with expecting professors to warn students that some material may be graphic or upsetting, and my hunch is that most professors do that already.
But as is so often the case, common sense is barely a speed bump for the steamroller of political correctness. Oberlin College's Office of Equity Concerns advised professors to avoid such triggering subjects as racism, colonialism and sexism. They soon rescinded it, perhaps because they realized that if such subjects become taboo, much of their faculty would be left with nothing to talk about.
The New York Times reports that activists want many classics to have trigger warnings in effect printed on them like health advisories on cigarette packages. "The Merchant of Venice," for instance, would need the label "contains anti-Semitism." Virginia Woolf's "Mrs. Dalloway" would need a warning that it discusses suicide. Oberlin's memo advised faculty that Chinua Achebe's "Things Fall Apart," may "trigger readers who have experienced racism, colonialism, religious persecution, violence, suicide and more."
As a victim of "and more," I can sympathize. But this way leads to madness.
And what a strange madness it is. We live in a culture in which it is considered bigotry to question whether women should join combat units -- but it is also apparently outrageous to subject women of the same age to realistic books and films about war without a warning? Even questioning the ubiquity of degrading porn, never mind labeling music or video games, is denounced as Comstockery, but labeling "The Iliad" makes sense?
I do wish these people would make up their mind. Alas, that's hard to do when you've lost it.
Dear god, we are so doomed.
Good observations from Jonah. He’s a fun writer, some days.
Uhhh. . . Why?
"BARF ALERT!"
Anyone who has experienced suicide is unlikely to be reading the trigger warning...
I was wondering that, myself. Maybe it was a class about film, or maybe it was a women’s studies class.
A “trigger warning” seems to be rather like what I have heard described as a “dog whistle”, audible only to those who are sensitive to the very high-frequency sound.
I am not, and shall not be, responsible for other people’s sensitivities, particularly if I do not perceive that they have some undisclosed consciousness of that slight, or what is in their minds, a slur.
Now some things I KNOW are slurs and epithets, and if I use them, it is with the thought of inflicting insult. Perhaps, if people would not be so injured by a mere word, it would not be used nearly so often, especially after they have been particularly obnoxious themselves.
Name-calling may not be a very high form of discourse, but sometimes it is the only one remaining when reason and logic have fled the room. But rightly, when reason and logic have left, so perhaps should yourself.
‘Trigger warning’, well I learned a new term and it’s meaning.
Now I know that my profile page is...a trigger warning.
Indulgence warning.
That picture distresses and traumatizes me. A horse once bit my sister!
How do you experience colonialism?
I think I’m experiencing a trigger right now reading Little Bee—triggers of liberal novelists writing in an overly simplistic fashion about geopolitical events. But I could be wrong. Maybe Shell Oil kills, tortures and rapes people.
I have to be careful of triggers that remind me of Election Night 2012. Also Election Night 2008.
Seriously do you ever think you are the Bobby character in Dallas, and you will wake up one morning and these past few years will all have been a bad dream.
I thought of that too.
Was that before or after she was bitten by a moose?
“The Merchant of Venice,” for instance, would need the label “contains anti-Semitism.” This is my favorite Shakespeare play. I have the 1980 BBC version from Netflix. It’s a bit hard to watch. Shylock is a very compelling character. But so is Portia.
Social engineers are doing their best to create more and more defective people. Shame that.
I walked out of both A Clockwork Orange and Deliverance because of the rape scenes and I’ve never been abused. I wish that I could edit the rape out of the latest movie version of Les Miserables. I love the movie but want to be able to watch it with my 13 year old granddaughter.
I wish it was a bad dream. But, no matter how hard I pinch myself, I can't wake up.
But, a slight correction: it was Pam Ewing's dream, not Bobby's. The "dream" was concocted to explain the absence of the actor playing Bobby for an entire season.
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