If I ruled the world, I would begin by eradicating labels from society…ALL of them (almost)
There would be no – Black, White, British, Spanish, Old, Young, Liberal, Conservative, Sociopath, Bi Polar, Cancer, Farmer, Waitress, Unemployed, Married, Single, Disabled, Blind, Forgiving, Vengeful, Kind, Generous, Sweet, Cruel, Upper Class, Learning Difficulties, Healthy, Sick, Damaged, Fixed etc
I was also taught that when a new label replaces an old one, such as the change from ‘Spastic‘ in the 80’s; to ‘A person with Learning Difficulties‘ in the 2000’s; the change is a reflection of a group trying to shed the stigma of being attached to a label that is mocked/ridiculed/mistreated/misunderstood/considered lesser
Sociology aside, life has taught me more about labels than any academic theory ever could.
Labels allow and encourage people to recognise difference. Labels allow us to develop a mentality of US and THEM. Look at the problems caused by labels of nationality alone. People become greedy and resent others around them, if their ‘original’ nationality doesn’t match up
And similarities pathe the way to making human connections
In an ideal world…Each of us would have – A name, and we would know just one label – ‘Human’
And when someone asked what it meant to be human we would say :-
ALL humans are almost identical. They all have the same range of emotions lying within them. They all experience change. They all have needs, problems, hopes and desires. They all need food and water to survive. They all experience pain and suffering. They all experience moments of happiness. They all need and want to love, and be loved.
If all we had to judge somebody by – was a name; we would all be forced to get to know someone before deciding who they are (labels give us all we could ever need, to prematurely decide who somebody is)
Chances are, me and you have been through a lot of similar experiences in this process called life…we’ve probably felt the same way as each other at times, too.
Once upon a time, I had lots of names to tell you who I was; that was before they banned those names (they were called labels)…Now, all I have to tell you is that I’m just like you, a person with a name who lives in the Universe (crazy and wonderous old place that it is!!!). What we have in common is ‘Life’… and that’s a pretty big thing to have in common wouldn’t you say? Now where shall we start?