Democrats are finally being told to drop the circus of ‘woke’ words—like calling a pregnant woman a “birthing person” or a criminal an “incarcerated person.” At last, they’re crawling out of the ivory tower and starting to sound like normal people.
For years, I have watched the Democratic Party wrap itself in a cocoon of words so detached from reality that even the people they claim to represent couldn’t recognize themselves in the descriptions. They seemed convinced that the right concoction of syllables—words like “birthing person” instead of pregnant woman or “incarcerated people” instead of criminals—would magically fix their political mess. But now, at long last, a memo has landed on their desks, bluntly telling them to cut it out. And for the first time in a long while, they’re beginning to crawl down from the ivory tower and speak like normal human beings again.
The memo circulating among Democrats lists forty-five
words and phrases that should be banished from their vocabulary. It wasn’t
written to mock them but to save them. These terms, the memo explains, put a
wall between the party and everyday Americans. They are the kind of expressions
you’d expect to hear in a college seminar where the walls are covered in
posters about “systems of oppression” and “radical transparency.” But when
spoken in the real world, they clang like a broken bell. Ordinary people do not
walk around asking their neighbors if they’ve experienced “environmental
violence” or accusing them of “subverting norms.” They do not look at a
homeless man on the street and think “the unhoused.” They say homeless, plain
and simple. And they certainly don’t look at a mother-to-be and call her a
“birthing person,” as though she were a machine in a maternity factory.
The absurdity is not just in the words themselves, but in
the arrogance behind them. Democrats have long acted like linguistic referees,
blowing whistles at the rest of us for using everyday speech. Say “woman” and
you’re told you should say “cisgender female.” Say “prisoner” and they insist
on “justice-involved individual.” It reminds me of an old proverb: a man who
insists on polishing the clouds forgets the dirt on his own shoes.
Democrats have been polishing clouds for too long, convinced that changing
language would change reality. Yet crime still spikes, families still struggle,
and communities still feel unsafe, no matter how pretty the new terms sound.
The memo itself admits that in trying to please a few,
Democrats have alienated the many. That is the beating heart of the problem.
They have been speaking to one another in echo chambers, congratulating
themselves for sounding enlightened, while the rest of the country listened
with confusion, irritation, or outright laughter. Even comedians, who usually
lean their way, have joined in mocking how ridiculous they sound. When
late-night jokes about your vocabulary land harder than your campaign speeches,
you know the ship is sinking.
Take a look at some of the words blacklisted by the memo.
“Microaggression.” “Othering.” “Dialoguing.” “Holding space.” These phrases may
impress in a graduate classroom, but they leave ordinary Americans scratching
their heads. “Food insecurity” instead of hunger. “Housing insecurity” instead
of homelessness. “The unhoused” instead of homeless people. The Democrats’
obsession with these terms has made them sound like robots programmed to avoid
offense at all costs. But as the saying goes, a knife that fears to cut will
never chop firewood. Politics requires clarity, not cowardice.
Nothing exposes the absurdity more than the phrase
“birthing person.” In one swoop, Democrats managed to strip away the beauty of
motherhood, replacing it with cold, mechanical jargon. My grandmother, who
raised ten children, would laugh herself to tears if someone had ever called
her that. The word “mother” carries generations of meaning, love, and
sacrifice. Replacing it with “birthing person” doesn’t expand dignity—it erases
it. It turns a woman into a process, not a person.
Then there’s “incarcerated people.” Of course criminals
are still people. Nobody disputes that. But the phrase blurs the moral line,
softens accountability, and suggests that society is at fault rather than the
individuals who commit crimes. When a man robs a store, assaults a woman, or
takes a life, he is not simply “justice-involved.” He is a criminal. By
refusing to say it, Democrats sound less like leaders and more like lawyers
rehearsing excuses. And the public notices. As one observer of the memo pointed
out, the very communities these terms are meant to protect don’t even use them.
Prisoners call themselves prisoners. Families of convicts call them inmates.
The only people insisting on this bizarre terminology are politicians desperate
to sound progressive.
This is why the memo strikes such a nerve. It’s not only
about language. It’s about trust. When a politician can’t say something in
plain words, people begin to suspect they can’t say the truth either. A voter
who hears about “existential threats” and “stakeholders” may wonder what
problem is really being described. A citizen who hears about “cultural
appropriation” instead of cultural exchange feels accused rather than inspired.
Every fancy word widens the gap between the politician and the people they want
to lead.
The memo urges Democrats to stop speaking as though every
sentence is a landmine, waiting to offend someone. And it is right. A political
party that cannot say things clearly will never win the trust of a majority.
That is why the document calls on Democrats to talk in ways that welcome voters
rather than repel them. Words should be bridges, not barricades. The
fact that it took forty-five banned terms for them to see this truth shows just
how far gone the party’s language has become.
Of course, Democrats claim they are not trying to police
speech. They say they only want clarity. But the irony is glaring: they have
been policing speech for years, branding anyone who didn’t adopt their new
vocabulary as backwards or hateful. Now they are the ones being told to change.
It is poetic justice, a taste of their own medicine. The hunters of words have
become the hunted.
The truth is simple: Americans don’t need therapy-speak
from their leaders. They don’t need “dialoguing” or “holding space.” They want
leaders who can talk about jobs, safety, family, and freedom without sounding
like they swallowed a sociology textbook. They want plain words that reflect
plain truths. As the proverb goes, a bird that forgets how to sing will not
be heard in the forest. If Democrats forget how to speak the language of
ordinary people, they will not be heard at the ballot box.
Now the question is whether they will listen. Some within
their ranks—figures like Andy Beshear and Pete Buttigieg—are trying to steer
the party toward normal speech again. They are admitting that even progressive
causes can be defended in plain English. But whether the rest of the party will
follow is uncertain. For now, at least, Democrats are being forced to confront
a truth they have long resisted: their words have become their worst enemies.
The memo doesn’t solve their deeper problems—policy
failures, voter distrust, and cultural divides—but it shines a spotlight on
their greatest self-inflicted wound. By turning language into a carnival of
absurdities, they pushed ordinary Americans away. And now, like circus
performers finally stepping off the tightrope, they are being told to put down
the juggling pins, take off the clown paint, and talk like normal people. If
they fail, no amount of “radical transparency” or “allyship” will save them from
political oblivion.
Because at the end of the day, Americans know one thing: you
cannot cook soup with words alone. You need substance. And until Democrats
learn to serve that substance in plain, honest language, their words—no matter
how carefully chosen—will continue to sound like noise from a tower nobody
lives in anymore.
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