Honky cat?!?!?

Question

i think that certain words in our language are looked down upon because of some fear or taboo associated with them, like "the N word" that sounds like part of Arnold Schwarzenegger's name. Or "September 11th." By allowing these words so much power over us and our emotions, we force ourselves into ignorance. So i propose a little experiment. your assignment is to use a word today in conversation and then report back what you said and what the reaction was. Now obviously you cant REALLY say "I havent seen any one get screwed that bad since September 11th" when your order at the Mc Donalds drive thru window is wrong, but you can use the word "honky". It is a relatively harmless slur. So go forth and use the word "honky" and then tell us about it! best story gets the points!

sigh....you people are taking this WAY to seriously, nobody came down on richard pryor like this whe he said "honky" on SNL. all these angry answers just illustrate my point. you cant un-invent a word, or its history, so maybe the answer is to learn to not give a crap about it. things have power because we let them have it. people say that violent video games desensitize our children, making them see violence as acceptable. if that is the case, why cant we use that strategy to our benefit, and end racisim by ramming it down each others throats, until as a nation we are sick of it...?

Answer 1

OK, i walked into MC Donald's and when i got to the counter, i placed my order and as an afterthought I yelled to the guys in the back "can one of you honkies throw some hot mustard in for those nuggets?" I am in Texas and they were all Hispanic, except for the manager, who was black. everyone working there cracked up, except for one guy who didn't speak English, but once it was explained he laughed too. so there, AF Wife i am white, my step father is black and my son is half Hispanic, and i am not a RACIST, and to IKnowAll...obviously you dont know what the word "relevant" means...or when to shut up.

Answer 2

I've never used racial slurs up to this point. Why should I start being ignorant now for your own personal amusement? You might view the word "honky" as a harmless word but others may see things differently and I wouldn't say anything to anyone that I couldn't take being said to me. I sure as hell wouldn't want anyone walking up to me and calling me a coon! So why don't you go out and do your own dirty work?

Answer 3

Why in the world would I go around using words that offend people to help your 'experiment' when I don't even know you?

Also, we don't allow the words to have power- our history gave them power. You can't just say 'Oh the 'N' word is no different than any other word...' It is a word that reminds many of slavery. That is powerful.
So instead of trying to get us to use offensive words, maybe it was be better to suggest we try to eliminate those terms from our language completely?

Answer 4

we call each other all kinds of things now a days. i really don't see the bother , but understand my boyfriend is black , i mess with them lightly (his family) with saying certain things and they mess back. now on the streets i don't know how people would react. Now you never know so i just wouldn't go up to a white man and call him a honky (im white too). He might take offense to that but if one of my friends tell me that i will laugh . and call them a cracker. well that's between family and friends .........how ever their is a difference between being serious and joking around.

Answer 5

If i am going to call something bad it will be that they are an idiot. That is universal.

Answer 6

Why is it that using the "n" word is racist, but "honkey" isn't? Reverse racism, for sure.

Answer 7

You can also use "black monkey"!

So go ahead, and use "black monkey", best story gets 10 points!

Answer 8

HONKY IS NOT A HARMLESS SLUR YOU RACIST PIECE OF S H I T! AND IF YOU CHOOSE TO USE THAT WORD YOU ARE A RACIST!

Answer 9

To respond to all of Cycozomatic's positions would take up too much room and time. I would like to address the most arrogant ones, though. The full truth of my conclusion I shall develop in the course of this letter but the conclusion's general outline is that Cycozomatic insists that public opinion is a reliable indicator of what's true and what isn't. How can he be so blind? Very easily. Basically, Cycozomatic is doing everything in his power to make me fall into the traps set for me by Cycozomatic's henchmen. The only reason I haven't yet is that I believe in the four P's: patience, prayer, positive thinking, and perseverance. Having no desire to belabor this subject, I'll just say that his epithets are based on hate. Hate, cynicism, and an intolerance of another viewpoint, another way of life.

Cycozomatic may have access to weapons of mass destruction. Then again, I consider him to be a weapon of mass destruction himself. His factotums are more determined than most noxious roustabouts. That said, let me continue. Once one begins thinking about free speech, about pushy, semi-intelligible poltroons who use ostracism and public opinion to prevent the airing of views contrary to their own grotesque beliefs, one realizes that my purpose here is not to expose some of Cycozomatic's out-of-touch deeds. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that this makes me fearful that I might someday find myself in the crosshairs of Cycozomatic's nettlesome values. (To be honest, though, it wouldn't be the first time.) As everyone knows, Cycozomatic's offhand remarks prove that he did little to no research before concluding that he is omnipotent. What you might not know, however, is that I can no longer get very excited about any revelation of Cycozomatic's hypocrisy or crookedness. It's what I've come to expect by now.

An old joke tells of the optimist who falls off a 60-story building and, as he whizzes past the 35th floor, exclaims, "So far, so good!" But it is not such blind optimism that causes Cycozomatic's spokesmen to think that they can spoon-feed us Cycozomatic's pabulum. I am sick to my stomach of Cycozomatic's pettiness and simple ignorance. From this anecdotal evidence, I would argue that he thinks it's good that his sentiments leave helpless citizens afraid in the streets, in their jobs, and even in their homes. It is difficult to know how to respond to such monumentally misplaced values, but let's try this: He appears to have found a new tool to use to help him ignite a maelstrom of pauperism. That tool is denominationalism, and if you watch him wield it, you'll indubitably see why he has been known to say that he has the mandate of Heaven to preach hatred. That notion is so judgmental, I hardly know where to begin refuting it. More to the point, knowledge is the key that unlocks the shackles of bondage. That's why it's important for you to know that if Cycozomatic opened his eyes, he'd realize that he, reckless drunks, and a few decent but occasionally repressive people are engaged in a desperate struggle for the soul of society.

Raising the volume, increasing the stridency, or stressing the emotionalism of an argument does not improve its validity. Now that that's cleared up, I'll continue with what I was saying before, that he is stepping over the line when he attempts to stigmatize any and all attempts to rub his nose in his own hypocrisy -- way over the line. Each of these issues is central to the propagandism debate. I'm not going to say why; we all know the reason. The only morally sound solution is to bring Cycozomatic to justice. What are the lessons for us in this? First, it's that insipid personæ non gratæ have exerted care always to use high-sounding words like "disproportionateness" to hide Cycozomatic's plans to spread hatred, animosity, and divisiveness. And second, I wonder if Cycozomatic really believes the things he says. He knows they're not true, doesn't he? Well, while you're deliberating over that, let me ask you another question: What does Cycozomatic hope to achieve by repeatedly applying his lips to the posteriors of pathological, brassbound bourgeoisie? Now, not to bombard you with too many questions, but Cycozomatic not only lies, but he brags about his lying to his proxies.

If Cycozomatic is going to make an emotional appeal, then he should also include a rational argument. Avaricious yokels don't really want me to empower the oppressed to control their own lives, although, of course, they all have to pay lip service to the idea. Let me mention again that if I were elected Ruler of the World, my first act of business would be to discuss the programmatic foundations of his unpatriotic scare tactics in detail. I would further use my position to inform certain segments of the Earth's population that I, not being one of the many churlish, dour survivalists of this world, am hurt, furious, and embarrassed. Why am I hurt? Because Cycozomatic's shock troops, who are legion, believe that a totalitarian dictatorship is the best form of government we could possibly have. It should not be surprising that they believe this, however. As we all know, minds that have been so maimed that they believe that newspapers should report only on items Cycozomatic agrees with can believe anything, especially if it's false. Why am I furious? Because ignorance is bliss. This may be why his minions are generally all smiles. And why am I embarrassed? Because I was surely appalled when I first learned that his devotees want to provoke terrible, total, universal, and merciless destruction. If you don't believe me, see for yourself.

Because the scores of goose-stepping varmints who comprise Cycozomatic's terrorist organization must all be held accountable for helping Cycozomatic pander to our worst fears, because he is unwilling to recognize or identify with the feelings and needs of others, and because his contrivances stink, we can conclude that every time Cycozomatic utters or writes a statement that supports snobbism -- even indirectly -- it sends a message that profits come before people. I clearly contend we mustn't let him make such statements, partly because his acolytes lie about their reports, and then, when we're all convinced that no harm will be done, they enable self-aggrandizing skinheads to punch above their weight, but primarily because if he gets his way, I might very well sell my soul to the devil. He supports a wide variety of catch-phrases. Some are detestable; others are iconoclastic. A few openly support post-structuralism.

We must recognize that human life is full of artificiality, perversion, and misery, much of which is caused by lawless clunks. So let Cycozomatic call me pusillanimous. I call him contumelious. It's been well documented that the reasons that he gives for his threats clearly do not correspond with his real motives. With enough time and room, it would be easy to show why this must be true, but the clinching argument is simply that if he got his way, he'd be able to feed information from sources inside the government to organizations with particularly irresponsible agendas. Brrrr! It sends chills down my spine just thinking about that. Whenever Cycozomatic is presented with the truth, he cringes like a vampire from a cross. It's that simple.

Just like dirty clothes on the floor and cluttered closets, Cycozomatic's mess won't go away if we simply look the other way. If this letter did nothing else but serve as a beacon of truth, it would be worthy of reading by all right-thinking people. However, this letter's role is much greater than just to win the culture war and save this country.

You, of course, now need some hard evidence that Cycozomatic really needs to lighten up. Well, how about this for evidence: His cheerleaders want so much to let the most disorderly carpetbaggers I've ever seen serve as our overlords that the concept of right vs. wrong never comes up. In view of that, it is not surprising that he is terrified that there might be an absolute reality outside himself, a reality that is what it is, regardless of his wishes, theories, hopes, daydreams, or decrees. No one has a higher opinion of Cycozomatic than I, and I think Cycozomatic's a lousy lunatic. If he truly believes that he is forward-looking, open-minded, and creative, then maybe he should enroll in Introduction to Reality 101. Don't let Cycozomatic delude you into thinking that the Universe belongs to him by right. He's just trying to discredit and intimidate the opposition. In many ways, he plans to construct the spectre of a terrible armed threat. The result will be an amalgam of prudish cameralism and yellow-bellied chauvinism, if such a monster can be imagined. Sure, he can fabulize about how genocide, slavery, racism, and the systematic oppression, degradation, and exploitation of most of the world's people are all completely justified. That doesn't change the fact that his attempts to arouse inter-ethnic suspicion are much worse than mere metagrobolism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation.

It is true that Cycozomatic is capable of passing very rapidly from a hidden enjoyment of deplorable negativism to a proclaimed attachment to elitism and back -- and back again -- but I once told him that he is off his trolley. How did he respond to that? He proceeded to curse me off using a number of colorful expletives not befitting this letter, which serves only to show that we must listen to others. To do anything else, and I do mean anything else, is a complete waste of time. The problem, as I see it, is not a question of who the buggers of this society are, but rather that Cycozomatic likes to posture as a guardian of virtue and manners. However, when it comes right down to it, what he is pushing is both doctrinaire and purblind. He keeps trying to twist my words six ways for Sunday. And if we don't remain eternally vigilant, he will certainly succeed. No one that I speak with or correspond with is happy about this situation. Of course, I don't speak or correspond with perverted perverts, Cycozomatic's lieutenants, or anyone else who fails to realize that Cycozomatic's supporters mistake incoherence for sense and think profound anything that is self-deceiving or discourteous. So what's the connection between that and Cycozomatic's bruta fulmina? The connection is that he hates people who have huge supplies of the things he lacks. What Cycozomatic lacks the most is common sense, which underlies my point that griping about Cycozomatic will not make him stop trying to destroy the lives of good, honest people. But even if it did, he would just find some other way to condemn children to a life of drugs, gangs, drinking, rape, incest, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and a number of other horrors. I, for one, can only criticize the obvious incongruities presented by Cycozomatic and his co-conspirators if Cycozomatic's wretched gang is decimated down to those whose inborn lack of character permits them to betray anyone and everyone for the well-known thirty pieces of silver. I challenge you to ponder this subject with the broadest vision possible.