June 29th 2019. 01:37.
I haven’t posted for a couple of weeks. Because, I have realised, that as I was brought up in the late 1930’s and early forties’, I have a different view from todays unacceptable comments on race and religion.
Then, anyone could have said or written their view of these things—for or against—without anyone getting upset……….. It was called discussion.
In a few of my recent posts, I have told of things that happened to me as a child, that at the time would not have caused offence to anyone.
Today, it seems to me, that almost everyone is sensitive about the most obscure mention of race or religion—or both.
So, what do I do about it? Do I continue to write truthfully about the people I knew from those days? Thereby keeping the flavour of the views and opinions of that time.
Or do I sanitise my stories for the benefit of any sensitive person who happens to read them?
We see on the news every day, of some atrocity dealt by some race or religion to another race or religion, and most people will say how terrible and move on.
But heaven forbid—and I use these words with my fingers crossed—That I mention an unmentionable word, or all hell will erupt.
It’s a funny old world we live in today.