A Pretty Panda
fuckin' called it, man
I always thought the word dwarf sounds way worse.
Do you think someone is a dick if they say midget?
It's bad because it is an anagram of the n word.
Can we stop with the blonde jokes guys? I was born this way and it doesn't make me any less smart. Let's all be PC here.
If you saw Peter Dinklage at a party would you call him a midget?
If no, maybe you should treat everyone like that.
If yes, can we treat everyone like that?
Would you call a fat person fat when you meet them at party? Of course not, but they are still fat.If you saw Peter Dinklage at a party would you call him a midget?
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If no, maybe you should treat everyone like that.
No, it just means you are a dick.
Can I ask something here, if I may? Well is it OK to call guys/girls with orange/red hair...a "red head" or is that offensive? I know ginger is kinda a slur for them. Just wondering.
First page.First you need to explain why "Midget" is worse than "Dwarf" or "Little Person".
First you need to explain why "Midget" is worse than "Dwarf" or "Little Person".
Later most people of short stature considered the word to be offensive because it was the descriptive term applied to P. T. Barnum's dwarfs used for public amusement during the freak show era. It is also not considered accurate as it is not a medical term or diagnosis, though it is sometimes used as a slang term to describe those who are particularly short, whether or not they have dwarfism.
First you need to explain why "Midget" is worse than "Dwarf" or "Little Person".
. It was coined by PT Barnum in the mid 1800's to describe members of the dwarf community who were the most socially acceptable, i.e., "well proportioned" little people who could entertain on the front stage for polite society. The rest of the dwarf community, those of us whose bodies are shaped differently enough to look more than just "really short," were relegated to the back stage or freak shows.
In fact, even into the 1950's, it was still considered more socially acceptable to be a midget than to be any other kind of dwarf! I remember hearing parents say "if my child has to be small, then thank god she's a midget, and not a dwarf." And little people themselves would fight over who could call themselves midget and who couldn't. Billy Barty, our organizationÂ’s founder, was raised in this era, and grew up claiming to be a midget, even though his "wind swept" legs and "stubby" fingers would not meet the standards of the more conservative midgets.
Second, PT Barnum was so good at showmanship that the term midget became common vernacular, and used for almost anything smaller than usual. As a result, It became the word that most people learned and used. Which meant that when people wanted to call attention to short stature and body differentness, midget was the first word to come to mind. Those of us raised in this country from the fifties and after came to associate "midget" only as a bad and hurtful word.
everything is offensive these days, people need to grow up.
...haw haweverything is offensive these days, people need to grow up.
Dwarf seems to distance them even further from human..like they don't belong or should be relegated to middle earth.
I don't think you will ever get in trouble for calling a dwarf a dwarf. "Dwarfism" is the word used to describe these conditions.
If you saw Peter Dinklage at a party would you call him a midget?
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If no, maybe you should treat everyone like that.
I don't think you will ever get in trouble for calling a dwarf a dwarf. "Dwarfism" is the word used to describe these conditions.
If you're worried about the "fantasy creature" connotation, consider:
a) wealthy warrior (dwarf)
or
b) sideshow freak (midget)
Personally, I'd ask. And then question anyone who asked to be called a dwarf.
Well what would they know? They only lived their entire life with the condition and are infinitely more educated about it than you.
To Google we go!
http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050501/COMMENTARY/50429001
But if you are ok with referring to people as circus side shows don't let me get in your way.
First, the matter of semantics. I am a cripple. I choose this word to name me. I choose
from among several possibilities, the most common of which are "handicapped" and
"disabled." I made the choice a number of years ago, without thinking, unaware of my
motives for doing so. Even now, I'm not sure what those motives are, but I recognize that
they are complex and not entirely flattering. People--crippled or not--wince at the word
"cripple," as they do not at "handicapped" or "disabled." Perhaps I want them to wince. I
want them to see me as a tough customer, one to whom the fates /gods /viruses have not
been kind, but who can face the brutal truth of her existence squarely. As a cripple, I
swagger.
But, to be fair to myself, a certain amount of honesty underlies my choice. "Cripple"
seems to me a clean word, straightforward and precise. It has an honorable history,
having made its first appearance in the Lindisfarne Gospel in the tenth century. As a lover
of words, I like the accuracy with which it describes my condition: I have lost the full use
of my limbs. "Disabled," by contrast, suggests any incapacity, physical or mental. And I
certainly don't like "handicapped," which implies that I have deliberately been put at a
disadvantage, by whom I can't imagine (my God is not a Handicapper General), in order
to equalize chances in the great race of life. These words seem to me to be moving away
from my condition, to be widening the gap between word and reality. Most remote is the
recently coined euphemism "differently abled," which partakes of the same semantic
hopefulness that transformed countries from "undeveloped" to "underdeveloped," then to
"less developed," and finally to "developing" nations. People have continued to starve in
those countries during the shift. Some realities do not obey the dictates of language.
Mine is one of them. Whatever you call me, I remain crippled. But I don't care what you
call me, so long as it isn't "differently abled," which strikes me as pure verbal garbage
designed, by its ability to describe anyone, to describe no one. I subscribe to George
Orwell's thesis that "the slovenliness of our language makes it easier for us to have
foolish thoughts." And I refuse to participate in the degeneration of the language to the
extent that I deny that I have lost anything in the course of this calamitous disease; I
refuse to pretend that the only differences between you and me are the various ordinary
ones that distinguish any one person from another. But call me "disabled" or
"handicapped" if you like. I have long since grown accustomed to them; and if they are
vague, at least they hint at the truth. Moreover, I use them myself. Society is no readier to
accept crippledness than to accept death, war, sex, sweat, or wrinkles. I would never refer
to another person as a cripple. It is the word I use to name only myself.
One time I saw this little person, not a dwarf, looks totally normal except being incredibly small (I'm not sure what the other common condition is other than dwarfism).
She was Latina.
Massive ass, nice rack and a nice face. I would have done her.
Only to a midget's face