If you read this blog, you probably don’t use the word “retarded” as a humorous, descriptive adjective (you know, OMG! That’s so retarded!) But I’ll make a confession. Before I had Leo, I used the word from time to time. I just didn’t think about it. It was as simple as that.
But now I have Leo. And I get it. Boy, do I ever. And it never ceases to amaze me the number of intelligent, thoughtful, educated people who continue to say that someone or something is retarded. I don’t think most people even realize what they are saying, and that what they are saying is hurting people. And also? If you hear someone else say it? Call them on it. Tell them why it's not OK (believe me, I know this is sometimes awkward and uncomfortable, but so is hearing that word).
Regarding the whole “freedom of speech” argument? Millions of people find this word offensive. Hurtful. Isn’t that enough to take the simple step to eliminate it from one’s vocabulary? Retarded, truly, has to be one of the cheapest of shots.
In discussing this, I’ve heard friends and acquaintances say “but I don’t think of Leo as retarded!” As if that is some kind of defense/excuse. I understand where they are coming from and I know they mean well. But the fact is, the word “retarded” is hurtful. There are some amazing words out there. Retarded is not one that needs to be used.
All of this to say, today is Spread the Word to End the Word Day. Let’s all agree to not say it, OK? Take the pledge. If nothing else, do it for this guy:
Leo, circa 2008, age four. How can you say no to this face?
Leo and I thank you.
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