You Bigot!, by Paul Shirley

You Bigot!, by Paul Shirley

Recently, Frank Rich of the New York Times wrote an Op-Ed piece about the ever explosive issue of gay rights, especially as those rights are protected or infringed upon in the military.  It was called “Smoke the Bigots Out of the Closet”, and it was most concerned with finishing off those few politicians who hide behind dubious policies that mask their bigotry toward gay men and women.

While Rich’s piece is suited to the job of attacking politicians, there is the potential for collateral damage to the reader of his column.  As it makes its points about the duck and dodge methods of Congressmen and other leaders, Rich’s article – in its gleeful, hunt-down-the-crippled-fox tone – does exactly what he claims to detest.  He paints anyone who disagrees with repealing “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” as a bigot.

The term bigot, like the terms “racist” and “ignorant”, is one that is used like a grenade, when often, a sniper rifle would be more appropriate.  People say it, write it, and exclaim it without knowing what it actually means.  As a refresher, then:

(According to Merriam-Webster)

bigot: a person obstinately or intolerantly devoted to his or her own prejudices; especially: one who regards or treats the members of a group with hatred or intolerance.

It is not my purpose to debate Frank Rich.  I bring up his article because it speaks to what I think to be larger issues:  an increased need to polarize and simplify the opinions of others, and an intolerance of dissenting opinion in general, whether because that opinion doesn’t line up with one’s own, or because it doesn’t line up with the prescribed options.

A few years ago, it was the American conservative who was usually portrayed as the most set in his ways.  It was not an outlandish portrayal.  The Cheney-Rove-Ashcroft-Rumsfeld (or CRAR, for the sound the unholy spawn of that union would make) years were enough to make any sane person swear lifelong allegiance to the Democratic party.  But the teeter-totter of self-righteousness has tipped.  Now, liberals seem just as intolerant of dissent.

This pains me.  I’ve long sided with Democrats, thinking their party to be the reasonable one as I watched the hijacking of my home state by a religious right determined to scare people into thinking that a vote for a Democrat was a vote for Armageddon.  And not the kind longed for by readers of LaHaye-Jenkins.

Piloting my trust in Democrats was a belief that the legislation of morality is generally a terrible idea.  I rejected the Republican tone – one that I found to be shrill and alarmist – in favor of what I thought to be a more reasonable one on the left side of the aisle.

In recent years, I’ve noted that shrill is no longer (and really, has never) been the birthright of the Republican party.  Both “sides” are guilty of attempting to demonize the other.  It is a constant arms race – one-upmanship perfected.  In my opinion, this Seussian Butter Battle serves only to hurt the chances that anyone will ever be tolerant, rational, and unbigoted.  And by “anyone”, I mean sane citizens with rational views.  John McCain doesn’t count.

For an illustration of what I mean, let’s return to the issue at hand: Gays in the military.

Consider a man from Illinois who I will call Barry.  Barry reads in his local paper that the President is considering the repeal of an old law that discouraged gay men and women from enlisting in the military.  Barry considers what he just read, and does what many people who read do: he puts himself in the position in question.  Barry is heterosexual, and he hasn’t spent much time around gay people.  But, to the best of his ability, he considers what it might be like to be in close quarters – in a tank, for example – with a gay man.  He wonders how he’d react if he knew that a man with whom he is showering might be attracted to him.

Barry assumes that he might be a little uncomfortable with both situations but, because he’s neither in the military nor considering joining it, he shrugs and moves on to the latest news about his Southern Illinios Salukis.  He has put the Gays in the Military issue to rest.  Until he sees a segment on the news, during which it is intimated that, if he has any reservations about serving next to a gay man, he is a bigot, a fool, and not very smart.

If Barry is anything like the rest of us, he probably reacts like an elementary student who asks a perfectly innocuous question – like how the Earth could be only 10,000 years old or why girls pee sitting down – but is told that he shouldn’t ask such things.

He’s filled with shame, and thinks, “I don’t think I’m a bigot, a fool, or not very smart.  I just think I might have some questions on this issue.  But fuck you if I can’t ask them.”

And then, sadly, Barry is transformed into a person who disagrees with allowing gays in the military.  Not because he actually cares about gays in the military all that much, but because someone has made him feel dumb.

Granted, this isn’t how all polarization happens.  Some people were born angry or evil or hate-filled.  (Like the CRAR.)  But most people were not.  Most people want to see the good in their fellow humans.  Most people don’t really care that much about gay rights, or abortion, or race, or differences in religion.  It takes a catalyst to make them care.  Someone has to give them a reason to have an unflinching – and, potentially, misguided – opinion.  And what better way to accomplish that than to insult them.

My friend Matt (this is a real person, not a proxy for humanity) told me recently about an outing he took with his family.  He and his two young daughters were at a restaurant, where they sat down next to a black family.  One of his daughters pointed at their neighbors and said, “Daddy, why is their skin so dark?”  Matt said, in a patient tone, “Honey, it’s not nice to point, but it’s okay to ask questions.  That’s the way they were born.  It doesn’t make them bad or good; it’s just the way they are.”

Satisfied, his daughter returned to her meal.  It seems likely that her developing brain has settled the race question, at least for a while.   Both Matt and his daughter handled the situation correctly.  That is, they handled it like human beings should.  But, while I commend Matt on his parenting skills, I would rather spend more time commending his daughter on her daughtering skills.  Or rather, on her being a kid skills.

Matt’s daughter was curious, so she asked a question.  There was no malice behind that question.  She did not intend to hurt anyone’s feelings.  She only desired knowledge.

Somewhere in our quest to be grown-up, many of us have forgotten that we never stop learning.  We seem to think that, because we’re over 18, we’re no longer required to be curious.  Or even worse, that we’re no longer allowed to be curious.

American policies toward gay people, whether those policies are applied to the military or to marriage, will always be debated, whether we like it or not.  If we hope to reach a consensus – the compromise that we were taught to value in our half-assed studies of American government – it seems to me that we’ll need to figure out a way to allow for curiosity without name-calling.  For free inquiry without demonization.

In other words, unless we’d like to return to the days of McCarthyism, we need to learn to be a little less like columnists in newspapers.  And a little more like kids in restaurants:  Curious, patient, and tolerant of the views of others, even when those views make us want to call people names.