I did something dirty. I offered them my compassion and suggested they were mentally ill and needed clozapine. I made other veiled insults.
I didn't think about what I was doing. It was pure rage and instinct or whatever. I don't do stuff like that. I'm straight and direct. Something took over as the crimson blurred my vision.
It's important though. Calling someone a diabetic wouldn't have been an insult though there are perhaps other physical illness that may be used as an insult.
Perhaps if I'd said they had a mental health problem that might have been better if I didn't want to insult them or I thought that they were distressed which was why they were projecting their anger on these protestors. That dirty part of my psyche, the part that's usually hidden from civilised society, made sure I lashed out with the worst thing I could say to a person: I think you need clozapine.
From the case studies of clozapine patients in America it is an insult.
It's important though. Calling someone a diabetic wouldn't have been an insult though there are perhaps other physical illness that may be used as an insult.
Perhaps if I'd said they had a mental health problem that might have been better if I didn't want to insult them or I thought that they were distressed which was why they were projecting their anger on these protestors. That dirty part of my psyche, the part that's usually hidden from civilised society, made sure I lashed out with the worst thing I could say to a person: I think you need clozapine.
From the case studies of clozapine patients in America it is an insult.
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