How Political Correctness Destroys Communications

I had a very interesting experience the other day at the AT&T store. I stopped in to get some help and a young black technician assisted me. He was very polite, extremely intelligent and from somewhere in Africa. 

For those who haven’t noticed, I have very long blonde hair, and I will admit I get a lot of compliments on it, especially since I’m 75-years-old.

So what happened?  I’m glad you asked.

This young man, through a natural instinctual impulse, asked me about my long hair. He wanted to know if it was real, natural and what it felt like.

He said; “It looks like silk, may I touch it?” 

I said yes, please do and so he did. He told me he had never touched a white person’s hair before. “It feels so different than mine. Thank you for permitting me to learn.” 

Did you get that last key word? “LEARN”

Was it politically correct for me to allow him to answer his questions, or should I have denied him access as it would have been politically incorrect?

Know what? I don’t care whether it was or not, he was curious, polite and honest in wanting to know and understand. He formed no opinion of my whiteness or my politics, he merely communicated his desire to learn.

Why can’t we all do that? Why can’t we communicate our desires to learn about others?


I made a new friend at school. A brilliant and motivated young man who has physical challenges that make getting to and around the campus difficult, but he does it without help. As a matter of fact, he declines offers of help if he knows he can do something by himself.
He’s great to talk to but a little difficult for me to hear as I am going deaf, but believe me when I say, this young man has boundless wisdom and kickass determination to accomplish his goals. But he is always alone in his struggle because other students and many faculty members are too politically correct challenged to step up and communicate that they don’t understand what drives him and what he needs to excel. 
I believe that political correctness has made these people very insecure. They want to know, they want to understand, but they don’t dare ask.
It is because of this that my friend often sits alone, at a table in the library. When he sees me coming, his face lights up and get excited because I come to see him, to talk to him, to communicate with him, to make him feel a part of the student body, to let him know he is important. 
As we sit and talk, I often see other students furtively looking; I can sense their questions and insecurity. They too have challenges, they too need real friends, and they too, need to learn how to communicate as my friend does. But how?
Is it politically correct to invite oneself into another’s conversation? Sure, as long as you’re polite.Is it politically correct to ask about a person’s obvious physical challenges?Sure, if it’s done politely.Is it politically correct to offer assistance when concerned?Sure, if you see a need and ask if you might be able to assist. Is it politically correct to say, “I want to be your friend, will you be mine?” Who cares if it’s politically correct or not, making a new friend is more important than being politically correct. Is it politically correct to ask what causes a person’s challenges?Sure, my friend doesn’t want pity, he wants understanding and communications.
I wonder what would happen if those who sit and stare got up, walked over to my friend and said: “Hi, I’m …., may I ask you a question?” Would that be communicating, or would it be politically incorrect?












Monday – why I do not hate Mondays!

Ok, so I sound strange. “Everybody hates Mondays, dude! What’s wrong with you?” 

Umm, does the word different explain anything to you? 

I am different, unique, special and guess what? There’s only one person on this planet with my DNA to prove it.

“We get it!, but, how can you be different and not be a Democrat?” (I was actually asked this question.)

“We Democrats are all free-thinkers, each special in his or her own way. We do not adhere to the fascistic commands of the orange-head in our WH!”

The only part of that comment I agree with is “special in his or her own way..” You got me there guys, but the remainder is about as logical as me trying on Speedos. It ain’t gonna work, no way, no how!

Therein lies my argument with the philosophy of the Democrat automatons. 

I love this definition of a “free-thinker” from the Urban Dictionary: 
“One who relies solely on themselves to make judgments based on their own perception of the world rather than blindly accepting what is told or implied by an outside influence, which is usually some kind of authoritarian figure.”

“Usually associated with non-conformists…Very few people in this world have realized that they have access to and the ability to perform independent thought. While everyone has the ability, only the freethinker uses it, because he knows what he wants.” (Chesterfield, 2016)

The Democrat leadership propagandizes this philosophy of having free-thinks lead the party, but it’s a lie. No political correctness allowed: it’s a flat outright lie. It’s as though the rank and file Democrats believe in one form of Democracy while their leadership believes in another.

Now, that said, what the hell does this have to do with my liking Mondays?

So glad you asked! 

On Monday mornings I pick up a case of fresh fruit at Sam’s to take to the Student Assistance office at my Alma mater, Meramec Community College in Kirkwood, MO. When I arrive at school I am always greeted by beautiful, young faces of youth who strive hard every day to succeed in college and get ahead but battling the problems of poverty.

I see blacks, white, Asian, Native Americans with various disabilities lining up to get to class on time to learn! There are young adults confined to wheelchairs due to conditions beyond their control who ask nothing more than a chance to learn and excel. Each and every one of these young people is marching to his or her own band; free-thinkers not chained to ideology, nor restricted by politics. 


For me, Mondays are my refueling days; the time when I recharge my batteries with the help of these energetic leaders of tomorrow.

I’m troubled!

Never, not even once, in my short life of 74 years have I seen such a blatant and incomprehensible collapse of our Congress as I see happening today.

 What is happening to the America I love when a man with impeccable credentials is so severely prejudged, and attacked over allegations of impropriety is not allotted the protection of the 14th Amendment to our Constitution which states:


“The Fourteenth Amendment to the United States Constitution was adopted on July 9, 1868, as one of the Reconstruction Amendments. The amendment addressed citizenship rights and equal protection of the laws and was proposed in response to issues related to former slaves following the American Civil War. The amendment was bitterly contested, particularly by the states of the defeated Confederacy, which were forced to ratify it in order to regain representation in Congress. The amendment, particularly its first section, is one of the most litigated parts of the Constitution, forming the basis for landmark decisions such as Brown v. Board of Education regarding racial segregation, Roe v. Wade regarding abortion, Bush v. Gore regarding the 2000 presidential election, and Obergefell v. Hodges regarding same-sex marriage. The amendment limits the actions of all state and local officials, including those acting on behalf of such an official.” (Wikipedia)

On reading this, and I admit I don’t believe I’ve ever read it before if I have, it was when I was in elementary school when we had citizenship classes. But now, confronted with the plight of Judge Kavanaugh, I thought it time to actually read it and learn. 

Please note that while I did read the entire Amendment on the government website, I chose to cite the Wikipedia description as it is more to the point of my concerns.

I’ll begin by paraphrasing the first paragraph where it states that the once Confederate States protested and tried to stop the passage of the Amendment. If one knows a little about American history, one might also know that the predominant political agenda in the south was Democrat.

The second item I noticed is the Supreme Court cases mention, most specifically Roe v Wade, whereby the Democrats cited the Fourteenth Amendment to win their cause. 

I concern for me lies in the fact that the Democrat Party leadership is now attempting to deny Judge Kavanaugh the right to due course guaranteed as a right in the Fourteenth Amendment by prejudging the man. 

Now, here comes the hypocrisy, and outright stupidity of the Democrat leadership in the fact that they refuse to approve Judge Kavanaugh’s confirmation based on their opinion, OPINIONS, that he is guilty of sexual assault as a teenager. Not only that, but they are also attempting to prevent him from facing his accuser and preventing him from preparing his defense. They are blatantly denying him is right to due process. 

It is my opinion that the entire attack on Judge Kavanaugh is a bold-faced lie planned to stop President Trump from adding a Constitutional jurist to the Supreme Court. I think we all know that by now.

What I don’t think everyone knows is that if the Democrats are successful in their efforts precedence will be established and no one, not Republican, Independent, Democrat, or others will be safe from these Kangaroo Courts. The new rule will be guilty until proven innocent. 

The America that once believed innocent until proven guilty, not just in a court of law, but in life, will be destroyed and everyone will become fair game for haters. 

America needs to overcome the destruction of the last thirty years and rebuild. It is long past time to bury the war hatchets and sit in council as adults to protect our country. If we cannot accomplish that with our two major political parties, perhaps it’s time to establish another, an American Party comprised of loyal Americans of all faiths, ethnicities and political beliefs but committed to our beloved country. 

Question for an early morning Tuesday

Admittedly, I am somewhat of a Facebook freak in that I do post quite often, but a man has to have a hobby, right?

My for today is this: Who is in control of our Congress?

I swear, every day I must read a minimum of  25 posts on FB from people who are demanding accountability from our President on down to the guys in the mail room.

My favorite comment comes in the form of a question:

  1. Why did I vote for this person?
  2. How do we stop what they’re doing to America?

Two very good questions, and surprisingly enough, they may have the same answer; that being a CRITICAL LACK OF VERIFIABLE INFORMATION!

If you’re reading this, you have access to a computer, thus you have the capability to research the candidate you’re considering voting for; that’s good. But, while doing that, also research the candidate’s history, voting record and declared positions on various issues. When you’re done with that, compare what you’ve learned with what you hear your candidate say in current speeches? Does he or she, contradict without explaining why? That’s a red flag. Does he or she tend to vote more with the opposition party? Red Flag.  Look for the red flags, then ask your computer for answers use Cortana, Google; Firefox, or any of the other good search programs to get the answers you want. It doesn’t take very long, but it does take effort on your part.

Please, regardless of your political stance, DO NOT  vote a straight party line. Be smart, pick the candidates you feel will help you and America, not their political agenda.   Once you start doing that,  you will no longer be asking who is in control of our Congress, because you’ll know it is you, the voter.

Given the amount of corruption exposed in our Congress in the last few months, I urge everyone to vote smart. Defeat the lies and hypocrisy, vote smart, it’s your country too.

Remember, we, the American voters are as much to blame for corruption in our government as anyone. We must hold our representative accountable at the ballot box.

 

 

 

 

My Trek thru Time – Intro

I haven’t published a personal post for quite a while; to my loyal followers, I apologize. I was in an accident March 09 of this year where I came close to being paralyzed from a neck injury; fortunately, I wasn’t. While recuperating, some friends and a relative or two urged me to start writing my memoirs; it gave me pause to reconsider some things about myself and my outlook on life.

`           My life has not been easy, nor has it been ordinary; what it has been was one emotional struggle after another each a lesson unto itself. Since coming into this arena we call earth, I’ve been forced to attend challenging classes not found in any school curriculum. I’ve learned hard lessons that might have destroyed a weaker man; I won, I overcame adversity to finally, for once in my life stand tall, proud of who I am.

I would like to share some of the insight I’ve gained.

With your permission, I will begin this by stating that I will never again apologize to any member of my family for my past or present actions. I do not emphasize that to be mean-spirited or arrogant; I do it to forewarn any who may read my words.

If I were to apologize, it would be to myself for not getting the help I needed when I could afford it. Therefore, my introduction intends to be an opening of a massive door into my being, into my very inner pains and terror to release what was and allow what is to enter. It is my challenge to the shadows that once brought only loneliness and anxiety to an outcast, punished for not meeting the expectations of those who should have loved.

I will speak of the unseen tears shed over many years; the cries in the night unanswered, a family always out of reach. The trauma that permanently destroyed a lonely child leaving him to struggle as an adult.

If I were better educated and more intelligent, I think I might find worthier terminology for what I feel, and it’s causation, but I’m not so I’ll take a SWAG (scientific wild-ass guess) and call it: Abandoned Child Syndrome [1] – Parental Alienation Syndrome [2]

I will share my life story in the hope of maybe, one day being able to cry again; to shed the tears suppressed even now.

Papa Nyk


[1]              Overview on Abandoned Child Syndrome – Its Causes and Symptoms, Threads of Feeling (2018), http://www.threadsoffeeling.com/understanding-physical-psychological-impacts-abandonment-child/ (last visited Sep 16, 2018).

[2]              Linda Turner, Abandoned child syndrome Parental Alienation Pas (2018), https://parentalalienation-pas.com/2017/03/12/abandoned-child-syndrome/ (last visited Sep 16, 2018).

Voices long silent speak only truth.

Last night, in my dreams

A shadow did appear.

Pure ebony spirit

No reason did I fear.

His voice familiar,

His manner serene.

He spoke with love’s passion,

His peace I did glean.

“We stand with you.” said he.

“There shall come a renewal.”

“Forgotten lessons of our past.”

“Once taught in life’s school.”

“See not with your eyes,

those deceptions vast.

But know with your heart,

Love shall recast.

Hate not another,

For color of skin.

But remember always,

Mitakuye Oyasin

A New Tomorrow

Our fathers died, to free the land

From royal rule and unjust hand

Their blood to water Freedom’s tree.

 

Their sons did rise, to claim the fore,

Daughters strong, generations they bore

New battles fought, peace seldom free.

 

In time united, a nation did rise

A people flawed was freedom’s prize

Yet in their fervor, a truth does deny.

 

As a nation grew new royals arose

Constitution once power endures painful throes,

Will Freedom’s bonds soon die?

 

Corruptors of truth, who sought to lead

Twas cruel jest they played on those in need

Tomorrow’s today to be yesterday’s pain.

 

Came forth a man, no king be he

Brash and bold, he bent not his knee

He cast challenge in words many thought vain

 

No poet be he, this true son of the land

He set to the burden, his promises in hand

To meet false Lords of the nation, who defied his exception

 

They attacked with blunt arrows, demanding his prize

Yet thinking him fool, they blinded their eyes

But true to his promise, he saw through their deception.

 

Day by day to do battle, his goals to set right

Each foray he makes brings their treason to light.

Sins of the royals, no longer lay hidden.

 

To stand with our leader as imperfect as me

Hard tasked with challenge, our battles to be free

To win a united America once harshly forbidden.