I’m sure you’ve all heard by now about the Christmas song, “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” having become more than a thorn in the sides of radical social justice warriors and wannabes around the globe. Despite the song’s suggestively inclement title, it appears to be THE hot-button issue du jour.

 

But if you’re like 80% of the population, you’ve likely grown tired of the litany of harmlessly impolite relics and innocently tasteless throwbacks of days-gone-by being scrutinized, analyzed, and deemed “politically incorrect” by this ever-growing, faceless mob of left-wing snowflakes.

 

If this sounds like you, it would seem the loudest voice in the room appears to be coming from you, dear outraged reader. A quick temperature read of your go-to social media news feeds, with their forceful and bitter attacks against people speaking out in support of this issue – and issues like it – is growing hotter by the minute.

 

It sounds something like this…

 

“This #metoo movement is taking things way too far!”

 

“People are just looking for things to complain about, making mountains out of molehills. They must be addicted to drama.”

 

“My radio station better not boycott that song, or I’ll stop listening.”

 

“So now we’re all just basically walking on eggshells, afraid to offend anyone.”

 

Really? Really!?

 

Are people seriously claiming that others don’t have the right to be sensitive about or uncomfortable with certain things and express that discomfort? Then what gives them the right to vocalize their offense to the others’ public outcries? That is the most blatant case of hypocrisy there ever was.

 

Look… not everyone has to agree all the time. What bugs John mightn’t bother Lynn in the least. And what irks Lynn may be perfectly tolerable to Stan. And even though Stan seems to be bothered by a lot of different things, that doesn’t make his experiences and perceptions any less important or valid than John’s, or Lynn’s… or yours, or mine for that matter.

 

But maybe that “sensitive little snowflake” who dislikes the song feels like it hits a little too close to home. Maybe she’s found herself having to gracefully (if not awkwardly) stave off the advances of an overly amorous suitor one too many times. Maybe he didn’t take “no” for an answer. And maybe she resents that she lives in a society that constantly tries to normalize the outrageously inappropriate reality that women are just expected to put up with the often unwanted and unwelcomed attention and advances of men.

 

So the next time you’re tempted to get on your soapbox and post some angry tirade insisting that the only solution to the problem is for the “snowflakes” of the world to just “grow a pair,” maybe you could stop and ask a few questions first. Like… why you are so offended by someone expressing their displeasure about something (hint: you just might be the one with the sensitivity problem).

 

And once you’ve solved that one, maybe you could ask the person why the subject bothers them. There might be a very personal and extremely valid reason they are offended by something… a reason you may know nothing about. And you never know… they might even be comfortable enough to tell you about it if you approach the conversation in an open and conscious manner instead of bashing them over the head for being a snowflake.

 

Imagine… gaining a deeper understanding of another human being’s experience and perspective… someone who isn’t exactly like you. Isn’t that the real solution to this whole problem?