We tend to not be overly politically correct when talking about our own race, gender, or social group of some kind. But when referencing a group of which we are not a part we seem to afraid of offending to the point that our desire to be PC is almost offensive itself.
But marriage is where things get complicated for me. To be a part of many families, you have to marry into them. I have heard similar stories before: a couple can be dating for 3, 5, even 10 years and they won’t be considered part of the family until they are officially, legally married. This is where I begin to lose some understanding.
I’ve had complete strangers come up to me and lecture me about not drinking, I’ve been bought shots despite saying no, and I’ve been told I shouldn’t be at a bar if I don’t want to get drunk.
We are mistaking fat for unhealthy and this is dangerous on many levels. It messes with our body images, and we begin to associate fat with unhealthy and thin with healthy. This is not at all the case.
Something terrible happens and then months, years, or decades later we realize we wouldn’t be in this great situation or doing this great thing if that terrible thing hadn’t happened.
For anyone, getting better often involves losing touch with your past, getting rid of all your old friends, and starting anew. And it’s scary.
No one seems to be stopping to think about the implications of the pharmaceutical company in the US providing an untested, unapproved drug to a third world nation. It would be a political disaster on a number of levels.
The problem is that at the core of everything the schools and the hospitals are most concerned with liability.
We need to change the approach to smoking entirely. We need to stop telling kids not to smoke because it’s bad, and instead understand why they are thinking about trying cigarettes.