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Before I go into my story, I need to give a little background on where I live. We have a modest house in a middle class part of Richmond, VA. The street we live on is one of the more desirable (and thus higher property value) parts of the subdivision, and all of our immediate neighbors are good people. Some of the streets nearby, however, aren't as nice and have a number of rental properties on them.
We have a number of kids on our street, and I know all the kids that actually live on our street. Two families of kids play with eachother the most; Barbara has 2 boys aged 8 and 10, Amy has 4 boys ages (rough guesstimate) 16, 10, 8, and 5. The boys play either football or basketball together almost every day, and have since we moved here over a year ago. I should also note at this point that Barbara's family is black, and Amy's is white. Keep that in mind for later on.
Things have changed over this summer, I've noticed a lot more kids playing on our street. A LOT more kids; whereas before I was used to seeing 4-6 kids roughhousing now I'm seeing 10 or more. Our street has been a lot noisier, but the kids usually stay down near the end of the street so I haven't paid them any real mind. Until yesterday.
I'm outside trimming my hedges, and Amy comes stomping by grumbling. I ask her what's wrong, and she starts complaining about the kids playing down the street, and how horrible things have gotten with them ever since the new kids from a rental property the next street over have started playing with them. Things apparently culminated to a head today, when Amy's youngest son came home crying that the other kids had called him a name. I won't repeat the name, as it will be censored out by the site anyway, but if you've read the title you know what name they called him. That's right- a gang of black kids, all in the 8-12 range, ganged up on a 5 year old white kid and called him the N-word.
I mused for quite a while, wondering why the kids had chosen that particular name, especially since it was so far out of it's normal context. I remember growing up as a kid, the epithets of choice were extremely banal, with the only truly taboo word being "THE F WORD". So of course when kids wanted to show how truly badass they were, that was the word they'd say. Nowadays, of course, most curse words are a matter of course. Kids are exposed to them all the time, often from their own parents (I myself am guilty of dropping f-bombs in inappropriate places). The one word, however, that is considered truly taboo, is of course the N-word.
This led to some interesting ideas on the power that words are given based upon cultural mores, and individual reactions. For me personally, "bad" words don't phase me all that much. Racial epithets irritate me, mainly because I think insulting someone based entirely on skin color is weak; if I'm going to cut someone down, it's going to be based on their intelligence or moral fiber, not their skin color. However I don't allow those words to have any more power than any other insults, if anything I think some of them are hilarious sounding. (I had a friend in high school who called me Wop the Dago, I in return called him Mick the Spick as he was half-irish half-mexican).
All this makes me wonder, however, if the efforts of certain groups to exterminate the N-word are doomed simply to bring about even more usage of the word. By over-hyping the abhorrence of this word, they're only making it all the more tantalizing for it's shock value in a culture that is becoming less and less sensitive to the supposed power of foul language. What do you think?
We have a number of kids on our street, and I know all the kids that actually live on our street. Two families of kids play with eachother the most; Barbara has 2 boys aged 8 and 10, Amy has 4 boys ages (rough guesstimate) 16, 10, 8, and 5. The boys play either football or basketball together almost every day, and have since we moved here over a year ago. I should also note at this point that Barbara's family is black, and Amy's is white. Keep that in mind for later on.
Things have changed over this summer, I've noticed a lot more kids playing on our street. A LOT more kids; whereas before I was used to seeing 4-6 kids roughhousing now I'm seeing 10 or more. Our street has been a lot noisier, but the kids usually stay down near the end of the street so I haven't paid them any real mind. Until yesterday.
I'm outside trimming my hedges, and Amy comes stomping by grumbling. I ask her what's wrong, and she starts complaining about the kids playing down the street, and how horrible things have gotten with them ever since the new kids from a rental property the next street over have started playing with them. Things apparently culminated to a head today, when Amy's youngest son came home crying that the other kids had called him a name. I won't repeat the name, as it will be censored out by the site anyway, but if you've read the title you know what name they called him. That's right- a gang of black kids, all in the 8-12 range, ganged up on a 5 year old white kid and called him the N-word.
I mused for quite a while, wondering why the kids had chosen that particular name, especially since it was so far out of it's normal context. I remember growing up as a kid, the epithets of choice were extremely banal, with the only truly taboo word being "THE F WORD". So of course when kids wanted to show how truly badass they were, that was the word they'd say. Nowadays, of course, most curse words are a matter of course. Kids are exposed to them all the time, often from their own parents (I myself am guilty of dropping f-bombs in inappropriate places). The one word, however, that is considered truly taboo, is of course the N-word.
This led to some interesting ideas on the power that words are given based upon cultural mores, and individual reactions. For me personally, "bad" words don't phase me all that much. Racial epithets irritate me, mainly because I think insulting someone based entirely on skin color is weak; if I'm going to cut someone down, it's going to be based on their intelligence or moral fiber, not their skin color. However I don't allow those words to have any more power than any other insults, if anything I think some of them are hilarious sounding. (I had a friend in high school who called me Wop the Dago, I in return called him Mick the Spick as he was half-irish half-mexican).
All this makes me wonder, however, if the efforts of certain groups to exterminate the N-word are doomed simply to bring about even more usage of the word. By over-hyping the abhorrence of this word, they're only making it all the more tantalizing for it's shock value in a culture that is becoming less and less sensitive to the supposed power of foul language. What do you think?