The Pussy Generation

Oh Clint Eastwood, the more you open your mouth these days, the more the infamous scene in Dirty Harry feels a little. . . off.

I wonder what he was thinking about right at the moment? I can only speculate, but my guess is the entire embodiment of the 60’s “Free Love” movement is the “punk”.

Clint recently, in an interview for Esquire, said we should just get over Trump’s racism, and described the current generation as such: “Secretly everybody’s getting tired of political correctness, kissing up. That’s the kiss-ass generation we’re in right now. We’re really in a pussy generation. Everybody’s walking on eggshells.” Strong words from a man who once conducted an interview with an empty chair.

He’s not the first to repeat these sentiments. Countless columnists, comedians, right wing politicians and pundits claim political correctness has “gone mad” and that you can’t even accuse the entire Mexican population of being rapists anymore without someone kicking up a fuss. All these statements on the dangers of political correctness, and how it’s eroding our once prosperously racist society, are made on huge platforms like Fox News and The Daily Mail, and they are given global media attention. I mean, it’s like you can’t even suggest that all refugees will come over and sexually assault British women without the PC brigade causing a stink, arguing that statistically that is an utterly incorrect statement, like a bunch of fact wielding pussies.

Well, as one of the pussy generation, I actually think political correctness is not a bad thing. Who knows, maybe growing up in multi-cultural Britain and living and working with people of different races, languages and faiths has caused us to find common ground, instead of deliberately pointing out differences and creating divisions, like a bunch of fucking kiss-asses would.

For comedians, the performers who are politically correct are simply funnier, as they don’t need to resort to anything cheap. Good comedians always punch up, not down, and, happily, racist and homophobic comics are a rare thing these days. One day Roy Chubby Brown will retire, and his audience will scrabble around for someone else to tell them that all Muslims are worthless, and, unable to find one, they’ll head down to HMV, buy all of his DVD’s at a 7 for £15 deal, go home and weep in angst over the loss of the last comedian to ever make a good living out of being an awful person.

There is a slight worrying trait, especially in universities, of no-platforming people who have made contentious statements, and I do think that takes things a step too far. You can’t have debate and change minds without having these people involved. You turn them in to martyrs amongst their readers and followers, instead of pointing out just how ridiculous they are. They’re just crotchety white people, who pine for a world they feel they’ve lost control of, without realising they still have all the control in the world. If you really can’t stand to listen to someone, though, you can always do what students at Brunel University did, and walk out of the debate as soon as Katie Hopkins started talking. That is a far more effective way of highlighting her bile without the need to no-platform her.

Not everyone is going to be convinced, I know. After guttural belch Dapper Laughs went on Newsnight to apologise for joking about raping women who say no to sex he rolled back on his word a few months later, bemoaning that you can’t say anything anymore, to an admittedly quite large fanfare. But most people just shook their heads in mild annoyance, and then shrugged off that irksome fly. Controversial comedians cannot succeed without people to offend, and, sadly for the former Clapham estate agent, no one paid him any attention, and he was banished to the far edges of the internet to entertain idiotic sexists till ITV 4 inevitably give him a comeback special.

Clint Eastwood is the crotchety old man that is just sad the world has moved passed him, and they will say stupider and stupider things until they fall in to irrelevance. But first, their idiocy needs to be highlighted, so the next generation knows that the whole ‘deliberately offending people’ thing doesn’t fly anymore.

That is the hope, anyway. If Trump gets in, then all bets are off. Though, if Trump is elected, I fear being offended will be the least of our worries.

 

Jonathan is a writer from London. For more of his work, check out http://jonathanhatch.co.uk/

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