We tell kids, ‘Sticks and stones may break our bones, but names will never hurt you‘.
Sorry mum, Sorry dad — you were wrong, in fact this couldn’t be further from the truth. Words have power. They do hurt.
They may not leave physical marks; but can leave scars much, much deeper. Their effects — are pernicious, with the ability to affect not just the one individual they’re aimed at, but they also have the power to polarise,
deny our differences
… and even humanity.
We say things, in the playground,
down the pub.
Thoughtless little comments,
‘… it’s just banter though, innit’.
We need to be mindful, because what we choose to say and do, not only has power in that moment, but leaves a fingerprint on society, that adds — or diminishes. Words, are how we communicate and develop ideals as both individuals, and society.
The taking of power from one person, or people – all too often starts with words… then rapidly escalates:
a shove, a push, a punch…
When we start, or let oppressive words and phrases slip unchecked and unchallenged in to the mainstream, it’s a first step – “chav”, “nasty little woman”, “extremist” — down a dark path.
“Locker room banter”, as one man recently called it, might seemingly get you ahead, but comes from pushing down on those around you, creating a culture of oppression and tyranny. But know this —
its unsustainable. Good people exist everywhere, and we are the majority:
– good people when they realise what is going on, stand up for those who are being down trodden, and oppressed,
– good people, and great leaders, don’t seek to oppress, they seek to raise others up, to enthuse, to inspire, to bring people together so we can collectively come up with solutions to humanities challenges.
We all have choices, we all have power. We can use our words, our actions, our power, to build a better world:
— a world where all its people can live side by side, ‘celebrating difference’
— a world where we commemorate lives lost in the atrocities of genocides, not by being passive observers in fine surroundings,
but by honouring that memory, That loss, Through defending the good, by learning from the past, and by ensuring whenever we see oppression, we challenge it, and speak out.
First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.