Saturday, September 14, 2013

Earlier I posted a short thought which I found amusing. A few minutes later I deleted the post for several reasons. Here's the original post, followed by a discussion of why I deleted it:

"You know those Mexican grocery stores that sell sexy little party dresses for girls? Well, I would like to see a Victoria's Secret with a full produce section."

When I wrote that, I was listening to a Mexican singer I like and thinking about certain aspects of Latin American culture which I find admirably festive and delightfully different from the Midwestern culture in which I've spent the majority of my life. When I've seen it in certain Mexican grocery stores, I've always loved what to me is a refreshingly oddball juxtaposition of women's clubwear and everyday food items. If this can happen in a grocery store, why not in a women's clothing store? In my opinion, the resulting image is silly if not hilarious, not to mention admirably festive and delightfully different.

However, based on what I feel is often an easily offended, overly-P.C. American social climate we have these days, there are certain words and phrases in my original post which I'm pretty sure would immediately cast me in an unflattering and misrepresentative light. The very appearance of "Mexican," "sexy little party dresses," and "Victoria's Secret" might very probably establish me, however inaccurately, as a racist, sexist pervert. In this particular case, a racist, sexist pervert with an inexplicable grocery fetish.

But that type of negative perception would have nothing at all to do with the intention or the spirit of my original thought. I think this is probably true of a lot of thoughts which, when expressed, are almost automatically construed as offensive or hateful by others. Sometimes a racist pervert is a racist pervert. But other times it's simply an appreciator of differences in culture and gender who thinks it would be funny to sell fruit and vegetables in a clothing store.

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