While I was on my break, triggers and trigger warnings popped rather suddenly into prominence again. Triggered by a post Porter Anderson wrote for Writer Unboxed in mid-August, I started drafting my own bit on this, which, of course, I’ve already done at least once before (Tipper Stickers). The initial work I did on the latest post was lost when my computer finally collapsed in a heap of aging processors and blown capacitors, but I had enough in my head to carry on. So, here we are. Again.
When I began crafting my response to Anderson’s post, it was not all that different from my Tipper Stickers post: the purpose of literature is to provoke thought and feeling; I don’t like the idea of putting ratings on books, though I accept them on movies and TV programs; a reader can always stop reading, etc. and so forth. Not a lot had changed.
But as I started my comment, a thought popped into my head: As a person who has never suffered any real trauma in life beyond the usual scrapes and bruises, am I really qualified to decide?
The major traumas in my life involve the deaths of my parents (and neither of those events qualifies as scarring; it’s sad that they aren’t part of our lives anymore, and watching loved ones succumb to illness sucks, plain and simple; but nothing in their deaths rises to the level where there are triggers) and one assault at the Lenox Avenue subway station that I got over long ago. Simply put, I am fortunate–and happy–not to have had incidents that leave me prone to debilitating emotional responses. And much as straight white men in America are not usually that reliable when it comes to commenting on issues of racism and sexism (particularly the sneaky institutional kinds), this may leave me unqualified to really determine whether there should be triggers or not.
|Wait, not that kind!|
Sensitivity in this world is a must. The whole point of so-called “Political Correctness” is not about stopping people from thinking, or stopping people from speaking their minds; rather, it’s to get them to think about what they’re saying and writing, to consider other people’s lives and points of view, and to recognize that there are other experiences out there beyond their own. You can go on thinking whatever you want–you will, anyway. Just think a little about who you’re impacting before you say it.
Whoops, I’ve drifted a bit off topic. The simple truth is, I don’t think there should be any topics that are taboo in writing, and I think it’s absolutely wrong to tell writers not to include potentially upsetting scenes. As for trigger warnings? Again, maybe. My question is this, though: Who gets to decide what warrants a trigger warning and what does not? What do you think?