This lady asked people what their “woke breaking point” was. Here are 55 of the best and most eye-opening responses.
https://notthebee.com/article/this-lady-asked-what-was-your-woke-breaking-point-on-twitter-here-are-the-best-responses
I think it’s become evident that the majority of people don’t have a breaking point. They can get away with anything.
We passed it decades ago. Maybe the Stonewall Riots were the breaking point for me.
Certainly Adam marrying Steve did it.
Even more certainly men believing / pretending that they could change into women did it (and vice versa). People actually believing that you don’t have to be a woman to menstruate.
“Drag Queen Story Hour” corrupting our most innocent children.
Live homo sex at the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco a couple decades ago.
Tolerating a degraded, filthy and horrific public square in the name of “tolerance.”
So many people hating on the white race.
Self-loathing whites. People saying they can “identify” as so-and-so and get away with it (Ward Churchill, Rachel Dolezal, Liz Warren).
Critical Race Theory.
2+2=5 in our schools.
We crossed the Rubicon on this crap LONG ago. We are truly at the “How many fingers am I holding up, Winston?” point.
Lyndon Johnson...
Gulf of Tonkin Incident...
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Still.
In my childhood, my father read me Kipling’s poems at bedtime.
I have never been ‘woke’ and never will be.
In fact, I am incapable of understanding or having sympathy for them.
Going to a college party (about 30 years ago, mind you) dressed as “Jewbacca” — so me, in a ratty prayer shawl a Wookie costume.
This lady came up screaming at me about how racist that was.
Jewbacca being my call sign. In the IDF. Because I am Sabra Israeli. Descendant of Shoa survivors. And Orthodox Jewish.
Bitch made me a Republican, right there.
Back in the early ‘90s while living in a university housing co-op and being called a sexist pig because I questioned a female supervisor’s instructions (and she was very inexperienced and not particularly suited for the job she was in as she later had to answer for other incidents that highlighted those things about her in that position she had).
Also, politically correct hockey writers who called veteran NHL players like Guy Lafleur and Al Secord and Rod Langway and Brad Marsh and such others stupid because they did not wear helmets, even though they were that good bit less likely to be on the receiving end of a high stick or hit from behind or any other type of cheap shot offence because there was still that good bit of respect for the remaining non helmeted players in the NHL.
For me, it was the Duke Lacrosse Team fiasco. Those kids were setup and slapped down for no reason. It was firmed up during the Kavenaugh Hearings.
College at a liberal school. My dorm was a big house and the house next door was for Blacks. I never understood that, why would anyone want to be segregated by color. That’s when I realize what political correctness and liberalism was.
When the terms tranny and drag race were no longer primarily automotive terms.
First day of basic training in Ronald Reagan’s Army. It didn’t matter if you were Puerto Rican, white, black, Mexican, Yankee or redneck. We were all equally worthless all of a sudden.
The “woke” attack crowd are the same people that run around giving smokers crap for smoking. Not as many middle and upper class smokers now so they need someone else to satisfy the urge. Wokeness or maskness. Same deal.
When Evergreen State College made a cop killer their commencement speaker via a taped speech from death row.
Twenty years ago, my fifth-grade son brought home a new social studies book and the assignment was to write about Columbus’ cruelty to the Indians. I checked the book and there were no references to Henry Ford, the Wright Brothers, or Thomas Edison but lots on the wonderful new President Bill Clinton, the Seneca Falls convention, and KKK. I was the only parent who fought back. I later fought Zinn in the high school and lost. I knew it had gone too far in 1993.
“breaking point?”
In 1984 my father was telling me about his trip to the Reagan Museum. Then I said that Reagan was a loser for firing the air traffic controllers in 1981. The we argued pros and cons for thirty minutes. Then I learned that Reagan was correct, air traffic controllers were wrong and arguing with my father was helpful.
Patriotism is a virtue.
great post.
I don’t think this was THE breaking point, but it sure is on the list of maybes:
In the ‘80s in the office, my best friend and I were kidding each other about our weight. “I’m wider than you.” “No, I’M wider than YOU!” Back and forth, laughing.
Affirmative Action itch-bay overheard us when she walked by the room, charged through the doorway, and screamed: “Whiter?!? Who’s WHITER? Is this discussion appropriate? It’s racist!”
My woke breaking point?
Reading George Orwell’s 1984 after having listening to a guest speaker in our high school history class, who was a survivor of the Holocaust.