Jordan Peterson interviewed by a member of the leftist press is like a box of chocolates: you never know what you’re going to get. But expect nuts. Especially if the interviewer tries outsmarting him. Aw. Peterson is like Jonny “Bones” Jones. Minus the steroids and cocaine tainted supplements his manger bought at GNC. Fight him at your own peril. But always roll camera.
This interview, unlike previous Peterson joints, was at least respectful. Peterson still dropped some of that Kermit the Frog knowledge.
I didn’t care about transgender people wanting to be called by some pronoun. Whatever. That’s for individuals to negotiate. When the government makes that a compulsion? And insists in their legislation that biological sex, gender identity, gender expression vary independently? They don’t that. That’s wrong factually. And you’re not going to compel my speech. I don’t care what your damn justification is.
I think he’s talking to you, New York City. Or California. Where it’s worse to “misgender” someone than it is to give them AIDS. It’s also worse to be a conservative than it is to rape an actresses, but that’s for a different post.
It’s worse then a curtailing of freedom. It’s a demand that the population uses a specific linguistic approach. It’s an appropriation of speech. There’s no excuse for that. That never has happened once in the history of English Common Law. It’s a barrier that we do not cross. Hate speech laws are bad enough. It’s not like there’s no hate speech. Anyone with any sense knows that there’s hate speech. Who’s going to regulate it? Who’s going to define it? The last people in the world you would want to. And then we cross another barrier and we allow the government to compel speech. For another hypothetically compassionate reason? No way.
It feels weird to have an agnostic (I think) take me to church. Yet it feels right.
The government compulsion is what’s at issue here. I don’t care if you self-identify as a ham sandwich. I’m happy to call you “Pork-butt delight” because I try not to be a dick. Plus, who doesn’t love a nummy ham sammich? Anything pork nestled between two slices of toasted bread with pickles is seraphic. But we run into a problem when government wants to mandate me into calling you “Pork-butt delight,” one day or “Hammy von Grey Poupon” the next. Consequences including facing a fine. Possibly jail time. Always hunger.
Governmental consequences are a problem because, savory though your personality may be, you’re not a ham sandwich. A donkey’s ass, on the other hand…
That’s the point Jordan Peterson was making. Only, like, much smarter sounding.