We all have moments of extreme discomfort about political correctness; school curriculums that ensure students go through an entire education with no knowledge but lots of opinions and a dead-set devotion to relativism, in lieu of rigorous and objective thought; the beiging-down of the body politic; technology that invades every public and private space; the language and actions of obsufacation that have come to dominate all spheres of life.
Did you ever consider where this might all lead to in the West? Did you ever consider that your little John or Jane might miss out on the opportunity to grow up to be the next Rudolf Nureyev or Margot Fontane, because we continue to manufacture fear, competition, insecurity, distrust, envy – about everything – necessitating that we protect, sanitize and minimize endlessly (while, paradoxically, maximizing on consumer goods – the only legitimate area left unscathed by political correctness)?
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“One problem is the virtual ban on teachers touching students. Child protection policies now mean that male tutors touching female dancers is ‘virtually prohibited’; students need a letter from parents in order to permit limited touching in certain circumstances; and classes must be observed ‘to make sure that there’s no indiscretion’.”
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