The Wokabulary Test Gives Only Negative results

Words are important. Words are thoughts brought to life in search of communication. How we communicate is vitally important. But the ongoing assault on language carried out by the Wokesters is threatening to turn our already dumb society into a herd of witless mammals incapable of rational thought.   

Words, and how we used them, were once a measure of how well-informed or educated we were, both as individuals and as a society. Universities, for example, were full of wordy individuals who could (and did) engage in long, very articulate discussions. Students were expected to learn their way around the language. But in 2021 I don't know why college kids are even called 'students' because there's little evidence of study going in in modern universities. Nobody can be expected to  learn in a pay-as-you-go indoctrination camp where the customers throw temper-tantrums if they can't persuade the staff to ditch the English language and use a selection of animal noises instead. 

For the record, zee, bim and foo are not pronouns, any more than fee foe fum are adverbs. These are not even words, just clubs used to beat upon the heads of the unwoke. Puerile games are thus presented as 'progressive' and 'caring' activities, while they are actually the direct opposite. The purpose of the contemporary pronoun pantomime is to demonstrate power, first and last.

I identify as non-binary and also intersex (says some teenager who couldn't change a lightbulb) so you must address me as mopsicle clug or you are a nasty hater who must be fired. A threat is (necessarily) implicit in the demand. Do what I say; speak my pronouns or else.   

You can tell what a crucially important consumer group young people are, by the cynical wokery now practised by corporations eager to separate lame-brainedkids from their cash. There's no brand too proud to stick a rainbow on their logo so long as it'll get you mentioned on the news. I recently drank a pint in a Glasgow pub, from a plastic glass which advised me to drink sustainably. Sustainable being just another globalist buzzword to stick on anything saleable. Again, the word itself is a meaningless noise serving only to signal one's affiliation with "progressive ideas". Big Black Butter would cut as much mustard as anything else in the cretin's Wokabulary.

A few weeks ago a whole batch of highly-paid politicians in the USA launched the phrase 'birthing person' as a 'gender-neutral alternative to that complex and easily misunderstood term 'mother'. Happy birthing person's day to you too!

Last year, a talented and popular blogger I know had one helluva cyber-scrap with that squeaky army of cardboard soldiers /  dribbling idiots (choose your term) who claim to 'represent trans people'. For reasons connected with their dreadful shortcomings as social animals, these self-appointed spokesthings pursue the concept of 'representation' by squatting in their parents' basements on their fat non-binary arses while passing their time insult-mobbing sane people through the heroic medium of Twitter. My blogging colleague beat them off -and ultimately down-  with a combination of rational thought and, importantly, self-possession. You don't let airheads like that tell you what to think -period.

What surprised me most about that long and vicious conflict was realising how wofully inarticulate the would-be 'trans-activists' are. I can now see why they're trying to invent a language of their own because communicating in basic English is just beyond them. This is what happens to a generation for whom text replaced  speech too often; abbreviations replace words, words are forgotten, thoughts become cramped, thin, weak and eventually ideas expire from lack of interest. 

Ideas like merit, for example. As sure as woke follows snowflake, equity follows woke. "Equity" being the wokerati's fantasy utopia where a soy-munching troop of genderless, mute blobs all have the same income, smartphone and sneakers. I mean, what else really matters? To the equity-infants (for only an infant would promote such a negative concept) the idea that anyone can demonstrate superiority in anything -maths / sport / art / bricklaying / carpentry- is an unacceptable offense to everyone less gifted. Dumb isn't strong enough a word for these half-wits. The universal mediochrity demanded of "equity" is a perfect illustration of what happens when a word is used to express an idea that requires at least a sentence.      

Although there seems no end to the list of 'offensive' topics upon which the Woke obsess, no meaningful change occurs as there are no rational arguments taking place. Woke logic is: scream, squeal,  jump up and down until hairy-ass male perverts are allowed to expose their genitals in changing rooms and toilets next to female kids. Woke logic is: howl, wail and drum your heels on the floor until men start acting like women. Woke logic is: vandalise buildings, shops, statues, houses and universities until every last non-white human in the country gets a free PHD and a seat on the board of directors of Rolls-Royce or BP.

This is a toddler's strategy doomed to collapse in the face of adult opposition. Scream all you like, but if you cannot create something better than that which you wish to destroy, your cause is futile. Create or die is the rule of life and the creative world, as I've remarked before, is where the woken get broken.        

It always comes down to words in the end. Their determination to erase, obscure and censor the words of others reveals the secret terror of the Woke. They know (thick as they are) that ultimately words will be their undoing. The first major battle of the pronoun war was fought and won at the University of Toronto in 2016, when the Canadian authorities foolishly attempted to compel lecturers by to use meaningless speech constructs commanded by 'students' in the name of 'tolerance'. 

Professor Jordan Peterson -almost single-handed- drew a line in the sand at this outrageous attempt to pervert language by force of law, and launched a crushing counterargument that was both brilliant and spectacularly articulate. Catapulted to international fame, he acquired millions of supporters and sold millions of books as a result, enraging the moronic woke dill-brains who had mistaken him for a soft target.  

Here then, was the template for success in the unending bunfight over the words we choose to use. Draw your own line in the sand. Never bend the knee -literally or figuratively - to demands of any and all self-proclaimed 'victims'. Those who fear words fear the truth that words express and the reality they describe. Get real with the wokesters.

Ian Andrew-Patrick