The Problem With Political Correctness is Not the Content—It’s the Delivery
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“I will assess the facts plainly and honestly,” promised Donald J. Trump is his RNC acceptance speech: “We cannot afford to be so politically correct anymore.” Say what you will about his handle on the facts, Trump made a smart play against political correctness. Contrasting himself with the toothless left, Trump spoke his mind—whatever the supposed cost. As early as December 2015, seven out of ten Republicans agreed that Trump “tells it like it is.” Erratic as his behavior was, Trump demonstrated one consistency: No controversy was ever final. Each would be supplanted by a baser sound bite. “No such thing as bad press” was, for Trump, a surprisingly effective means of deflection, and he came to take serious pride in accumulating and shrugging off all the derogatory labels of the left. A racist? No, “I’m the least racist person you have ever met.”
In voting Trump, conservatives tired of being labeled “racist,” “sexist,” “homophobic,” or “xenophobic” combatted what they saw as undeserved condemnation. It is no coincidence that Trump received unconditional support from white nationalists such as James Edwards, the human dumpster fire who authored Racism Schmacism: How Liberals Use the “R” Word to Push the Obama Agenda (2010). If you believed in a difference between racially discriminatory policies and “actual racism,” then Trump was your man. Part of Trump’s gamble on the “silent majority” was to re-legitimize political positions on the border of acceptability. He bet that with a galvanizing force, the reprimanded would vote in unforeseen numbers. He was right.
What exactly was the anti-PC crowd’s beef? The left has long been criticized as hypersensitive: An un-American characteristic, for the right. But more recently, sensitivity reached a boiling point on college campuses in the form of safe spaces and trigger warnings. The blame falls squarely on student activists or, perhaps more accurately, on a certain caricature of a student Hua Hsu describes as “born of someone else’s pessimism.” The same portrayal of students now protesting Trump’s election as coddled befell those who last year forced the resignation of both the University of Missouri president and chancellor. As one UM parent wrote to the interim chancellor: “Free speech is under assault on campus by immature, spoiled, thin skinned punks … I am seriously considering removing my son after this semester. I will never allow him to take politically correct ‘racial sensitivity training’ if required.” Conspicuously absent in this response: The racist and anti-Semitic incidents that sparked the protests.
Whether real or imagined, accurate or mischaracterized, the left has found itself with a language problem, and the anti-PC phenomenon is especially telling. For one, the student vs. anti-PCer divide illustrates how our communication issues go well beyond the college-educated/non-college-educated paradigm. Surprising to some, Clinton captured only 49% to Trump’s 45% of the college-educated vote. Meanwhile, anti-political correctness brought together a coalition of Republicans from an array of economic situations, from Joe the Plumber to Senator James Lankford. The failure of actual student/anti-PCer dialogue to take place represents a larger, longstanding challenge the left still has to reckon with in the aftermath of the election: How to find suitable language for engaging both the working class and college-educated right. How do we speak to the other side without alienating ourselves as “soft” or “elitist” and our respondents as “deplorable”? To do so, I believe we’ll need to rethink the groundwork for many of our arguments, specifically their academic nature. We need to come to terms with how our intellectual tools often double as tools of estrangement.
For the anti-PC crusader, students are at their most obnoxious when they criticize what had previously been uncontroversial acts of language and representation. In response to the email incident at Yale two Halloweens ago, students argued that the “cultural appropriation and/or misrepresentation” a now former-lecturer called “a little bit inappropriate or provocative, or yes, offensive” should, in fact, be banned. Protests at Yale, according to Karin Agness, were the equivalent of “shouting down anyone who challenges them to think about something differently or makes them feel offended.” Efforts at the University of Tennessee to encourage the use of non-gender binary pronouns were described by State Speaker Ron Ramsey as “political correctness run amok.”
Some students at the University of Virginia, who ask that President Theresa Sullivan no longer refer to Thomas Jefferson as a pillar of morality, are representatives of what one anonymous blogger calls “snowflake university culture.” And perhaps the hottest take: That Oberlin College students who sought, among many other goals, to remove culturally misrepresentative dishes from the cafeteria menu are of “an Orwellian bent.” If you’re brave enough to read below the line on the linked articles, you’ll get a picture of how angry some people are.
Student activists see identities—who we are and how we know that—as produced by categories of difference. We understand ourselves as cultural, racial, national, sexual, religious, or gendered in some way, but always in relation to others. I am white because you are black; I am a man because you are a woman, and so on. With categories as neither natural nor fixed, students point out how language and representation shape identities and how we assume them. The consequence is that if you represent, say, black people as criminals or women as weak, you actually damage these people’s self-recognition and their life chances. They will be subject to disproportionate police attention or earn less because people believe these things about them.
This means that changing how people are talked about and portrayed is a kind of liberation politics. Nancy Fraser sums it up well: “[J]ustice today requires both redistribution and recognition.” Student activists argue, then, that you can’t be decent to others simply through the familiar, comfortable acts of charity or kindness. Being ethical means being open to learning how others wish to be treated and treating them accordingly, however strange it might feel to use the pronoun “ze.” Justice means transforming ourselves, too.
It should come as no surprise that these arguments find their home in the university, of all places. It’s not simply that, by and large, campuses remain liberal epicenters; it’s that this particular form of activism depends on a century of scholarship in the humanities. The student take on identity would not be possible without the concepts of “sign” and “signifier” Ferdinand de Saussure laid out in his Course in General Linguistics (1916). Not without “poststructuralist” thinking on the flexibility of language by academics like Roland Barthes. Not without the understanding of gender as a social construction, as in Judith Butler’s Gender Trouble (1990). Not without the assessment of blackness and racism by thinkers from W.E.B. Du Bois and Frantz Fanon to James Baldwin and Henry Louis Gates Jr.