Part of being a blogger is managing multiple social media accounts (my most hated part if I’m honest – this is my single greatest reason for hoping to become super successful: so I can afford to pay someone to do it for me). But I recently encountered an interesting impasse, and actually I’m surprised it’s not occurred sooner. How does one define comedy and humour? What is it that makes something tickle one person whilst offending another? And, as a decent human being – where should I draw the line between what I share as being simple lighthearted fun, versus enabling a patriarchal/sexist/any-other-current-hot-topic system?
There’s also a line which allows us to have values that align with, say, patriotism – and rightly so. Yet if you overstep this invisible line, you’ll find yourself labelled as racist.
There’s another line which allows us to call a spade a spade: stereotypes are such because there’s truth behind them, and statistics don’t lie. But be careful because ascribing humour to them could have you labelled as prejudiced…
I’m being cynical for the purposes of the discussion, but I do feel that our personal values are becoming saturated with progressive red tape. The procedures are there for the wellbeing of the vulnerable – something I applaud – but has it gone too far? Where does it end?
Okay, time for a geek-out. I’m genuinely interested in the humour thing: what does make something funny? And why does it vary between people? Apparently, it’s about something called benign violation theory. Stay with me, because this is fascinating and absolutely rings true…
The Psychology of Humour
Basically, for us to find something amusing it needs to meet two conditions:
- It should violate our expectations of appropriate behaviour or beliefs;
- It should do so in a non-threatening way.
This is where we will each have our own limits as to what’s funny and what strays into ‘offensive’ territory. It’s the reason why men on building sites find rape fair game for ‘banter’, and I categorically do not: rape is vastly more threatening to women than it is to men. And that threat is something we live with on a daily basis, whilst most men do not ever have to think about it. (I’m obviously not suggesting it doesn’t happen to both sexes, but the reality is that women cannot physically cause equivalent harm to men. Jeez, see how there’s a need to qualify everything for fear of causing offense?)
I’ve given it a lot of thought, in case you hadn’t noticed. I was fortunate enough to discuss the issue on my page I referred to earlier, as a grown-up, with other grown-ups. Rather than allowing our different perspectives to cloud our conversation to the point of bitterness, we had an open and respectful dialogue which helped me to reach this conclusion:
It comes down to intent.
The power of language should not be underestimated, but its weight is derived from its meaning, and its meaning from its intent. Take curse words as an example; they carry power and aggression – but only because of the meaning and intention historically attached to them. The reality is that they’re merely an arrangement of letters – it’s their connotation and the context behind them which makes them so provocative.
Let’s talk about the F-Bomb. ? More specifically children swearing. ?? I’m a notorious potty mouth (oh you didn’t notice? You must be new?), I have been known to raise my husband’s eyebrows from time to time… ?but children and swearing? How do I feel about it? ? I’ll tell you: I don’t mind. ? Let’s think about it logically, swearing is (in my oh-so-humble-opinion) a form of self expression and provided it’s not used to be aggressive then it’s no big deal. ??♀️ I’d rather my kid said fuck than hurt someone’s feelings intentionally. I’d rather my kid said shit than hit. (Poetical finery??). I’d rather they were kind, thoughtful, opinionated and brave than constantly worrying about a few words that society has deemed bad. ✌? We never really question WHY its bad either, do we?? Often it’s steeped in a historical misogyny or other oppressive reasoning – thanks @nomipalony for putting that into the right words for me ??. Did you know the original word for female genitalia is now considered one of the worst words in our language? Uhhh-huh. ?? Language evolves. Language adapts. Don’t get me wrong, I teach my kids there is a time and a place, and that as children they have no need to swear, that it’s something grown ups do??. If they swore at school it would be inappropriate and they would be in trouble so I’m not one to create a rod for their backs. Incidentally the swears we have had from Reuben have been words I don’t use that he’s picked up from peers. Now I’ve had this little soapbox moment, I’m going to tell you that you are the foreplay to @itv Good Morning Britain where I will be discussing this exact topic in the morning! ??? So what are your thoughts on kids and swearing? Is it THAT big a deal? #PottyMouthMummy
The Paradox of Imposed Liberalism
My husband made an interesting and valid point whilst discussing this very issue. We’re encouraged to be liberal – something I endorse. Yet the truth is that to a greater and greater extent the liberalism we so advocate is thrust upon us. Don’t get me wrong, I believe in equality, of course I do. (If you don’t then quite frankly you’re a degenerate twit and you’re welcome to close down your web page and never visit my site again.)
I don’t – obviously – want to see our tolerant society returning to the conservative, inflexible attitudes of times gone by. But might there be a sweet spot? One in which we’re not incessantly gagged or censoring ourselves for fear of offending?
I’m a great believer in the saying that offense is not given, it’s taken.
As with most things, I feel that if there’s innocence behind words, or (what I perceive to be) a harmless meme, then the default reaction should not be to take offense (it’s a choice: it’s not given; it’s taken) and vilify the perpetrator – but it is a great opportunity for education.
As for myself and my page, after giving the subject plenty of thought because I care about my reputation and how my actions and words affect others, I came to a decision about how I’ll manage my page in the future:
I’m not a bad person, and I don’t wish harm to others. My page is a reflection of me and my values, and I hope to attract like-minded individuals. If I see something which I find amusing then I’m going to share it. And if somebody who has previously found themselves aligned with my values doesn’t appreciate it then I invite them to discuss it with me. You may just change my opinion.
You did this time.