I’ve never been called a ‘ho’ to my knowledge before, but I’ve been called whore, bitch, cunt, fattie, fat-ass, ugly, fugly, and a few others made up on the spot, usually accentuated with some form of the word fuck. Which makes me feel like I’m missing out on being called a ho. Hell, even where I work, roving bands of teenagers will lob insult grenades at me while I’m folding t-shirts by the front entrance. Sure, it stings a little, mostly because those punks do it to be funny for their friends, but really, I get over it. I don’t get hysterical and organize a press conference calling for apologies from teens calling me fat/ugly/worthless/etc. Why? I’m not a victim.
The Rutger’s female basketball team, however, has chosen not only to adopt victimhood, but to embrace it on a whole other level. As a result, some crotchety old coot got fired and women everywhere have taken three steps back. Okay, personally, I haven’t, and neither has Michelle Malkin. Last night she gets called a ‘political prostitute’ (read: whore) on national tv, and she fought back. No tears, no press conferences, no public sympathy. One would be led to believe that she regularly gets taunted with insults. Oh wait, she does. Thing is, even though she is a woman, a minority, and a public figure (kinda like the basketball team), she’s a CONSERVATIVE!!! So, neither racism or victimhood are applicable to her. Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson are silent (for once), and no one is in danger of being fired or having their money shut off.
You know what? Until women and minorities refuse to become victims of an other’s careless verbal diarrhea, this disparity will continue. I will keep teaching my daughter that words themselves are harmless (just sounds to convey communication between two members of a population), and I will teach her that she is strong. Only people with an agenda succumb to that sort of willing victimhood. I’ll be teaching all three, however, about the lost art of respecting everybody, even if they’re on the other side of the fence.
