By Kevin D. Williamson
Thursday, February 13, 2020
There are, by my count, three remaining real profanities
in American English, words that may be uttered in polite society only
transgressively. Those three words are all personal slurs: one racial, one
sexual, one relating to sexual orientation.
In a sense, that speaks well of us. The words that are
forbidden are the words that are meant to hurt people belonging to vulnerable
groups.
For most of the recent history of our language, English
profanities referred mainly to things that were considered private, usually
bodily functions of a sexual or excretory nature; a minor legacy of religiously
derived profanities survives as well, though the relative impotency of those
utterances can be judged by the fact that William F. Buckley Jr. in 2007
published a book titled Cancel Your Own Goddam Subscription to minimal
controversy. “Hell,” once a word that was not said or written lightly, went
lowercase and then went mainstream; like “damned,” it lost its juice once we
stopped believing in the underlying concept. “Zounds” — a contraction of “God’s
wounds,” the injuries inflicted on Jesus — once was a real profanity; in the
late 1970s, a punk band called Zounds put out music on a label called F**k Off
Records. God’s wounds do not interest us very much, but the procreative act
does, and hence references to it retain some of their profane power.
But not the kind of power carried by the term of abuse
that reduces American results to puerile euphemism: “the n-word,” they say.
Professor Peter Gade, the director of graduate studies at
the University of Oklahoma journalism school (which exists!), has got himself
into what passes for hot water for using that infamous slur in a conversation
about slurs. The subject at hand was the social-media expression “Okay,
Boomer!” which is a way for callow young whiners on Twitter to pretend that
their lack of advancement in life is the result of the repressive forces of
Hegelian capital-H History, which members of earlier generations — sing it if
you know the words! — just don’t understand. “Okay, Boomer!” is not directed
exclusively or even mainly at Baby Boomers (my friend Jay Nordlinger, who is
younger than that, reports having the imbecility hurled at him) but instead is
intended to suggest that the target is out-of-touch in the now-familiar
senescent Baby Boomer mode (cf. Biden, Joe, incoherent ravings of) and
blissfully unaware of his generational — you know it! — privilege.
Professor Gade argued that “Boomer” in this usage is an
ageist slur in the same way that that unutterable epithet is a racist slur. And
he uttered that unutterable slur, which means that a thousand carping
undergraduate scolds named Caitlyn are demanding he lose his job and/or be sent
to a reeducation camp of some kind.
This is, of course, ridiculous — not as ridiculous as the
fact that the Gaylord College of Journalism and Mass Communication at the University
of Oklahoma (motto: Inter oves locum præsta) exists and that young
imbeciles spend their parents’ hard-earned money attending it, but ridiculous
nonetheless. It is a practical impossibility to have a conversation about slurs
— even a deeply stupid conversation involving a man holding what must surely be
one of the most useless appointments in all of academia — without making
reference to those slurs and, on occasion, using them. To argue that speaking a
slur in the course of a conversation about slurs is like using the slur in an
ordinary context is something like believing that oncologists must be
carcinogenic since there is cancer everywhere they go.
The powers that be at OU have reiterated their fealty to
the First Amendment and academic freedom, and also have indicated that they
intend to ignore these entirely. “Our university must serve as an example to
our society of both freedom of expression and understanding and tolerance,”
said Joseph Harroz Jr., who, for his sins, serves at the university’s interim
president. “His words today failed to meet this standard.”
But what standard is that, exactly? It is not as though
Professor Gade used the word in malice — he used it in the course of talking
about how we speak and write, which presumably is within the field of interest
of the young ladies and gentlemen at the journalism school at the University of
Oklahoma. His comparison may not have been a very intelligent or interesting
one, but if that is going to be disqualifying, then things are going to
get very quiet indeed down there in Norman, Okla.
The only “standard” that Professor Gade really failed to
meet was the one of silly young mini-Maoist campus outrage-hobbyists — i.e., a
standard that should matter to no intelligent adult. But, of course, he’s
groveling — comfortable academic appointments are difficult to come by.
The more college administrators countenance and encourage
this sort of thing, the more of it they are going to get. When the ridiculous
quarterwits at the Philadelphia University of the Arts decided that they could
not share a campus with Camille Paglia, the only intellectual of any standing
associated with that modest little school, the administration there had the
guts to tell them to grow up or ship off. The University of Oklahoma, with its
multi-billion-dollar budget, could afford to stand up for itself, for
its values, and for its faculty. All it needs is all it lacks — guts.
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