It's ok you can be named Karen and not be a Karen. Same for Chad or Dick/Dickson.
Words can have multiple meanings, and so do names.
The context of a sentence usually is enough to distinguish, hence no one meant your mom isn't nice just because we use her name as a insult for other people.
Easy for you to say if that's not your name. I don't have any hope of dissuading people from using the name that way, but imagine your name was "motherfucker" and it was a completely new combination of letters, no one had any negative connotation associated with it, then all of the sudden everyone is calling each other motherfucker and it means "fucking someone's mom." You probably would be pretty bummed out. Doesn't matter if you know someone calling someone else a motherfucker isn't referring to your birth name.
I still get it, don't mistake my comment for a lack of compassion.
It's especially true for teenagers that gets bullied because of things like it. (Although probably less of a problem for Karens since it's a rather outdated name.)
You'd be in the right to be bummed out sure.
But as adults I don't think you should hold as much importance to it, it's how to avoid hurting, lightheartedness and humor is the better response.
Someone named Karen making fun of Karens is just perfect, and the jokes for someone named motherfucker would write themselves!
Nah. My name starts with Chat that is pronounced Shat. I grew up with my name being joked at being equated to shit by immature people. It's easy to get over. Every chat someone types out or references is not me. Same with every shit or shat. People need to get over themselves.
I do like pretending everytime someone asks "Chat, is this blah?" that they're talking to me, but only as a joke. I'm in no way personally offended.
It's odd for someone to make the social stereotypes of strangers somehow be all about themselves, especially when their stance is that they don't like it being all about them.
It's like some unusual form of egocentricity self-inflicting harm on itself. Like, there's no spotlight, but the complaint is that there is one, so the person finds a spotlight to shine on themselves to make the complaint valid.
And the coincidence of what society calls those people...
There are others that could consider their names to be in far worse situations, but obviously don't—in fact many run with it for laughs. And yet, your comment...for this... Life must be pretty good to have such troubles.
This lady at the pool yesterday was being a dick to my kids yesterday about my kids being kids at a pool.
A few moments later, one of her friends came up to her later and said "hi Karen how've you been?" I got a laugh. She was a Karen that fit the description.
The Karen I grew up around nails the "karen" archetype so perfectly that when people started using the name like that, I immediately understood what they were referring to. It was uncanny.
These years later, even my boomer family all know the reference and agree, regularly point it out to our Karen.