We yearn to simplify our
complex world. The act of labeling is an attempt along these lines. Labels
stream-line our existence like drive-through delis and banks.
We assume that a label
portends stability- its function is to define- and for the most part,
definitions of words are constant. But quite often, a label isn’t stable at
all, but subject to change, and instead of directing us, leads us astray, like
a wayward horse.
Some old labels, like “Stalinist” resurfaced when the renowned
folk singer Pete Seeger died in January at age 94. Dylan Matthews of The
Washington Post, tweeted, “I
love and will miss Pete Seeger but let’s not gloss over that fact that he was
an actual Stalinist.”
Another voice, reflecting the change with time, softened the label’s harshness. Bhaskar Sunkara of Portside Moderator wrote, “Time after time American Communists such as Seeger were on the right side of history,”
Seeger endured several
episodes of labeling
(name-calling) throughout the years, and fortunate for us all, he had the
courage to persist in his goal to make the world a better place for everyone.
But we’ve also read in the
press about young people, teenagers and college students, who, unable to stand up
for themselves, have committed suicide in the face of a “negative” label. In
other words, labels possess the power to kill.
In less extreme cases, labels lead to
expectations. Children in the school system are vulnerable to such tags: gifted
vs. average vs. mentally-challenged. Most children accept these designations and
perform accordingly.
When I was
a junior high school student, I was placed in the “gifted”
class. Plagued with self doubt, I
asked to be transferred to the classroom of “average” students. I was surprised when, instead of my
usual A’s, I received B’s. I knew the quality of my work hadn’t changed, and I
questioned the teacher. She explained that students in the “average” class are
given B’s. Of course I quickly realized the fallacy of labels in this
situation and asked to be returned to the “gifted” class where I once again
received A’s.
In terms of psychiatric
labels, the use of the diagnosis borderline personality disorder, has undergone drastic changes. In the 1970’s, the patient wasn’t
informed about the diagnosis which implied severe difficulties inherent in the
treatment with a guarded prognosis.
Matters have changed today, thanks in good part to Marsha Linehan’s
writings on treating this disorder that have modified the past outlook of doom
and gloom.
On occasion, a person
consulting with me for the first time, will deliver the message, “I’ve been
diagnosed as ‘borderline,’ with the equanimity of a weather report. In my experience, the
implication of this diagnosis and its prognosis, varies from person to person,
almost to the point of rendering the diagnostic “label” useless.
Conclusion: We must deal with labels everyday but
keep an open mind, to mull over the mutability of labels, and think outside the
box.
Dear Reader, I look
forward to your opinions. Jsimon145@gmail.com
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