Wokeism : My personal opinion

Wokeism started out with good intentions—calling out unfairness, like racism or sexism, stuff we can all agree needs fixing. But lately, it’s gone off the rails, and that’s where I start worrying about what it’s doing to us as people.

For one, it’s tearing us apart. It’s like wokeism hands you a label—oppressor or oppressed, privileged or not—and suddenly that’s all you are. It’s not about who you are as a person anymore; it’s your skin color, your gender, whatever box you fit in. I see it online, in conversations—folks aren’t just arguing anymore, they’re at each other’s throats over these group identities. It feels like we’re being pushed into tribes, and honestly, that’s never ended well for us humans. You look at history, and when people get too fixated on “us versus them,” things can get ugly fast.

Then there’s this thing with shutting people up. Wokeism doesn’t seem to like it when someone steps out of line with the “right” opinion. Say something off-script, and you’re not just wrong—you’re dangerous. I’ve seen it on X, where people get swarmed or kicked off for asking questions or cracking a joke that doesn’t land right. It’s less about figuring out what’s true and more about who gets to control the conversation. That scares me because if we can’t talk freely, how are we supposed to think straight? Everything good we’ve ever done—science, art, you name it—came from kicking ideas around, not locking them down.

It also feels like it’s drifting away from reality sometimes. Like, wokeism will push stuff that doesn’t quite add up—like saying gender’s just a made-up thing when we know it’s tied to biology too. Or this push for everyone to end up in the same place, outcome-wise. Sounds sweet until you realize it means dragging some people down to make it happen. That’s not how life works, right? We’re wired to strive, to compete, to chase what’s better—mess with that, and it’s like you’re putting a lid on what makes us human.

And man, the guilt—it’s heavy. Wokeism’s got this way of making you feel rotten for stuff you didn’t even do. Born white? Bad. Guy? Bad. Part of some “system”? Extra bad. It’s not motivating; it’s exhausting. I think people do their best when they feel good about themselves and want to make things better—not when they’re stuck hating themselves for things they can’t change.

I guess what bugs me most is that wokeism’s turned into this runaway thing that’s stomping on common sense, freedom, and just how we naturally are. If it keeps going like this, I worry we’ll end up too divided to get along, too scared to speak up, and too bogged down to dream big. That’s not the future I want for us—it’s more like a slow slide into something grim.