Yesterday wearing the Burqa in public in France became illegal.
According to many melodramatic people, this the start of society’s deterioration and a step towards a world seen in Orwell’s book ‘1984‘. But could it actually be a step in the right direction?
Banning the Burqa is not racial or religious discrimination, but in fact a way to create more equality in France. France is a secular state – meaning that it is separate to religion. In this way it is dramatically different from Britain. To maintain it’s secularity, it does not favour any religion in particular and you are not meant to show your religion in schools or places of work. Yet the Burqa has been allowed to remain unaffected by this, and banning it is just a method of fixing the flaw in the surface of secularity.
There are of course other reasons.
Feminists would argue that women are being discriminated against by not being protected against this part of Islam, and by covering their face you are taking away their identity and personality.
There is also the matter of the National Security issues caused by any covering of the face. It is hard to prove identity without forcing them to remove it and it could be used by anyone to conceal their identity in illegal activities such as robberies or bombing.
It is hard to see how France got away with it in this age of PC, but it appears many other European countries will follow suit, and maybe for the right reasons.
When I am bored, there is one thing that I like to do and that is people watch. People are fascinating creatures if you study them closely, and creating an imagined life for someone purely based on their looks wiles the time away.
Say a women is walking towards you down a busy London street. She has towering heels and an immaculate suit complete with a fresh blow dry and an exquisite manicure. The first thing to run through your head would be questions; where is she headed, what is she thinking, what makes her life full. And purely based on her appearance you would make an immediate judgement. She’s headed back to the office after lunch at a posh restaurant where she barely ate anything with her perfect, adoring fiancé. She loves her job, where she makes unbelievable sums of money doing relatively little. After she has finished work, she will take a corporate car back to her small but perfectly situated flat where not a cushion lies out of place because her maid came in this morning. You have her figured out in a matter of seconds. But then her expression darkens, and you think you see a small tear form at the corner of her eye, which is briskly brushed away with a swift sweep of her hand.
That small change in her expression turns your imagined life for her upside down. She is actually on the way back from lunch where her husband stood her up, because he had something on last minute. She’s heading back to her job where she earns relatively little for doing an unbelievable volume of work. After she has finished work she will take the tube home to her small flat far out of the way of anything where her coffee mug is still sitting on the table slowing dripping and leaving its smug, brown ring on the polished wood.
This small exchange could shift something monumental in your head or pass over as nothing special, and the woman may never know either way. A journey is defined as the act of traveling from one place to another, whether the places are in your mind or reality.
One very strange idea that has developed with the growing presence of polictical correctness in our society and everyday lives is the the ‘victim culture’. It is everywhere, slowly strangling us, telling us that it is okay to always blame someone else. Now I am not saying there aren’t times when there are true victims that need care and support but more often than not, there are people who abuse our new found politically supported tolerance.
For example, in British society, the average waistline is increasing quicker than you can say doughnuts. Previously, and with many people today still admittedly, this would be seen as the result of a bad diet and too little exercise, a personal dilemma that you would have to strive to overcome. But alarmingly overweight individuals are increasing attempting to blame someone else. The scene of a patient walking into a surgery complaining of knee pains because of their excess weight and just expecting their doctor to deal with it. No doubt it isn’t their fault either, but a genetically bad metabolism that doesn’t allow them to eat continuously. Not only this, but surely they shouldn’t be discriminated against either, as being called fat is very offensive to many weighing 18 stone. Yes, these people should be helped but it would help if they would lift a finger or even just accept the blame.
Falling into the part of a victim is incredible easy, living off unemployment benefits as you can’t face trying to find a job is much easier than trying admittedly, but it is a rut which just gets more and more difficult to escape from. All the ‘isms’ encourage this victim culture as well. There is no debate that racism, sexism or ageism is not wrong, but to become dependant on being treated with special care because people are wary of these is dangerous, and there will come a stage where blaming yourself for anything is unheard of.
This might just seem another rant against ‘Political Correctness’ but this is just one of many problems that this originally innocent policy can lead to in Western society.