Political correctness, thought police and intellectual terrorism are synonyms. The difference is how much we want the term to be socially accepted. Before technology allowed instant international communication, it was possible to have regional meanings for words and phrases and the need to control the perceptions of others focused on the people around us. Those days are over. Words are not the thing they represent. They are a symbolic presentation of a lifetime's experience and what we mean when we use words will change as are experience changes. Obviously, with words being so imprecise, we compensate to overcome the lack of clarity. Storytelling puts our experience into the words that we choose and helps to make our messages easier to understand.
I am a father. Keep that sentence to the strict biological definition and there are no problems, but as soon as you allow memories of your parents or your child rearing years to spice the conversation, the word has left the simple sentence behind. One of the reasons that we celebrate Mother's Day and Father's Day is to make the effort to honor the ritual meaning of mother and father and again, we do this by telling stories. The stories we tell define what we are as a culture; the values that hold us together as a society. This year, memories of fathers get more difficult for me with each super cell that spins destruction across the nation's midsection. Since each of us is greater than the sum of our stories, my experiences as a father, as a graduate student at the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa and several close encounters with tornadoes are essential to know what I mean when I say that I am a father.