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No prominent typos this time (yay), but they had a little snippet exhorting us all to use person first language all the time, specifically when talking about blind people and people who use wheelchairs. Not sure what search terms for the latter, but I did a quick google search on the former and it looks like the national federation of the blind doesn't officially like PFL either. Honestly, does anybody?
I really hate being that person all the time, but as usual my father's endless cries of "if not you, then who?" echo through my head. It is no more fun for me to go do this sort of thing than it is for them to listen to me do it. AGAIN. But nobody else is going to do it for me, I guess. (When I say that, what I mean is "everybody else needs to start stepping up to the plate more so I can stop", but even explicating doesn't much help. Every single parent of Ana's classmates bitches that the kids don't go out to recess often enough, but when I mention that Jenn is writing a note on it to the principal and could use the support of additional notes, they all mumble and change the subject. And that's a lot less embarrassing!)
The more polite thing, of course, is to speak however the person referred to prefers, or to make an educated guess if you don't know, deferring to the wishes of the majority with whatever it is. This doesn't require much more thought.
I wonder if, when I'm there, it makes sense to reiterate the "seriously, don't dress up like totally stereotypical Indians at Thanksgiving" theme again. No dressing up for Ana this year, but they did have to do reports on how various tribes lived back in some undefined period in the past, reports that didn't once mention that those tribes still exist today and don't live exactly the same way they did then, in the same way that... well, that nobody does. It would be a bit strange if we all lived in the past. Even the Amish don't actually live exactly as they did way back when, though they seem to try harder than most of us.
Maybe I'm just in a pissy mood and should wait until after my period?
I really hate being that person all the time, but as usual my father's endless cries of "if not you, then who?" echo through my head. It is no more fun for me to go do this sort of thing than it is for them to listen to me do it. AGAIN. But nobody else is going to do it for me, I guess. (When I say that, what I mean is "everybody else needs to start stepping up to the plate more so I can stop", but even explicating doesn't much help. Every single parent of Ana's classmates bitches that the kids don't go out to recess often enough, but when I mention that Jenn is writing a note on it to the principal and could use the support of additional notes, they all mumble and change the subject. And that's a lot less embarrassing!)
The more polite thing, of course, is to speak however the person referred to prefers, or to make an educated guess if you don't know, deferring to the wishes of the majority with whatever it is. This doesn't require much more thought.
I wonder if, when I'm there, it makes sense to reiterate the "seriously, don't dress up like totally stereotypical Indians at Thanksgiving" theme again. No dressing up for Ana this year, but they did have to do reports on how various tribes lived back in some undefined period in the past, reports that didn't once mention that those tribes still exist today and don't live exactly the same way they did then, in the same way that... well, that nobody does. It would be a bit strange if we all lived in the past. Even the Amish don't actually live exactly as they did way back when, though they seem to try harder than most of us.
Maybe I'm just in a pissy mood and should wait until after my period?
