Missing the Point

Someone read this post a couple of weeks ago and apparently took great offense at the phrase ‘passing for human.’ Said it was racist and ableist… I understand how it could be either/both of those things, in a totally different context. What it is, however, is literal.

The post is a sort of character questionaire, but it’s written as if the character were reading and responding to the questions in person (and making the occasional snarky remark to/about his author, whom he blames for his troubles). There is no reasonable way anyone could miss the context in the blog post: the “offensive” phrase occurs more than one thousand words into it, and there are plenty of clues well before then that the fictional person using it actually isn’t human (but has had to pretend to be). Therefor, this “offended” individual who left the comment is a troll or an idjit. Maybe both. Probably both.

The title of this post is a bad pun, or a bad joke, or something like that… We don’t care right now, though, ’cause we’re both annoyed at the troll/idjit. (In this context, we refers not to the blogger and his clone-sibling, but rather to the blogger and the character whom he interviewed in that older post. Translation: Jason Grey thinks the “offended” person is a troll/idjit, too.)









About Thomas Weaver

For several years, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom (editor). I'm physically disabled, and I currently live with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have eight cats. I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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