I have a term for it: Righteous prohibition.
I define that as the willing – or enforced – suppression of information because people believe it may have negative effects. It ranges from preventing a man from whipping up a lynch mob to neutralising a language because specifics may make a small number of people feel excluded.
All of which goes to show that the meanings of a word like ‘righteous’ ranges from undeniable good to the pinched features of pernicious political correctness.
It’s about time we had a good talk about righteous prohibition. Continue reading “I hate racism…and chopped liver”
