My beloved Texas A&M University puts on an annual two-day barbecue seminar. “Camp Brisket” shows a fortunate few dozen participants the finer points of trimming, preparing and serving the best barbecue in the world. And here I am in Pensacola, Florida, drooling, surrounded by well-intentioned but sadly ignorant folks who think “good barbecue” used to oink.
If people can’t control their own emotions, then they have to start trying to control other people’s behavior. That is a very profound truth (unfortunately, not original to me) regarding political correctness in particular and whining in general. We convince ourselves that the problem is “out there” and therefore someone else’s fault, someone else’s responsibility. In truth, though, the problem — at least, the one relevant to the current circumstance — is “in here.” Our own personal weaknesses, our own personal insecurities, our own personal failures.