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Ze Blinded Me with Science

Ze Blinded Me with Science

There is perhaps no better indicator of the moral decay and extreme narcissism at the center of our culture than the ridiculous discussion centering on transgenderism and especially gender pronoun usage, with even the federal government getting in on the action, going so far as to involve themselves in where people try on clothes or take a shit. There are now something like seventy-plus gender pronouns (Facebook listed fifty-eight at last count—get with it Zuckerberg!), including “they”, since being able to distinguish between singular and plural is so two years ago, and Mother Gaia help you if you “mis-gender” someone. Just ask Professor Denise Walen at Vassar College, or Professor Jordan Peterson at the University of Toronto. Identity politics trafficking and “marginalization” grievances have now been amplified to the point of absurdity; the Left, in its infinite self-awareness, has become such a parody of itself I almost feel bad for picking such easy targets. Almost.

I decided to do some research and I found Humboldt State University’s “QWEERSS” (Queer Workplace Exchange for Employee Retention and Student Success—what in the actual fuck) webpage to be particularly illuminating, especially the form letter they (now do I mean one person or more?) provide students to inform their professors of their “preferred pronoun usage”. It’s both funny ha-ha and funny queer (thank you, Sling Blade) that queers are now using an epithet to define themselves and, moreover, that somehow gender and sexuality have become inextricably intertwined. I think it’s part of this “inclusiveness” for everyone who’s not “hetero-normative” and their “allies” (which means, to paraphrase David Van Patten, straights who “keep their dumb fuckin’ mouths shut”) in the alphabet soup of the Rainbow Coalition. The thing is, one, tying the two together actually reinforces expectations of gender “performativity”, to ape their jargon, and two, frankly, their dictum is so ill-defined at this point their ideology is turning in on itself, the same way we at this site predicted it would, like some kind of Pinko Ouroboros. The newly-minted BLM-mandated shit-brown in the middle of their flag makes sense for gays since there’s a lot of “butt stuff” involved usually, but the rainbow is already literally every color. You know what they say—you’re only as strong as your missing link.

Back at Humboldt State, I also found via the QWEERSS links to resources for “everything queer in Humboldt County”—I can think of a few things they forgot—including the Queer Coffee House for “youths” (not the same kind of “youths” who’ve busied themselves torching all those Citroens in France) from age ten. Serious point: ten year olds are too young to know what they want for dinner half the time, let alone who they want to engage in coitus with or if they should have a sex change. This is repulsive, it’s disgusting, and it’s yet another example of the Left sexualizing children and not only projecting but often forcing their deformed views of reality on them. I read a story not long ago about a couple green-lighting hormonal treatment for their three year old. Social services needs to take that child away, and the same goes for any other child who is subjected to potential life-altering decisions based on this reprehensible ideology. From a biological standpoint, and we know the Left likes SCIENCE because they have marches that support SCIENCE, introducing exogenous hormones to a developing body is a recipe for disaster. You can stunt growth and cause irreversible physiological damage. A biological male with elevated estrogen, for example, is at serious risk for a large range of potential diseases and health complications. Gender confused or not, prostate cancer doesn’t care if you “identify” as a woman, you still have a prostate.

Yes, Leftists, we all know reality, unlike sexuality, is malleable, and yes, we know, it’s very important we all understand how marginalized these people are, but why are we being asked to pretend that wanting to slice your penis off is a perfectly reasonable proposition? Why should we go along with the delusion that you can have people refer to you by some cooked-up nonsense nomenclature or that you can be “gender fluid” as some of these peoples’ identities evidently change according to the day of the week? Even more importantly, why are we exposing children to this madness? 40% of people with gender dysmorphia commit suicide. 40%. You tell me there isn’t also a significant mental health component that’s being overlooked, and by introducing this line of thinking to your child, you are potentially opening them up to a whole host of psychological issues.

Just because you identify as a made-up word doesn’t mean it’s a human rights violation when I refuse to play your game. The Left in general does this through manipulating language and trying to re-define terms like “racist”. I’m sorry, but I’m not ceding the territory (I apologized because I’m white and we all know what that means). What we’re witnessing here is identity politics playing itself out into oblivion, with each more obscure group banding together around their “identity” and claiming marginalization in order to become the Left’s new playthings. In turn, the Left, so fervently sworn to tear down any and all hierarchical structures, actually just tries to re-arrange society in its own distorted image, where each little identity block, like a game of Jenga, is moved from near the bottom of the “oppression hierarchy” structure to the top.

The thing is, we know how a game of Jenga ends, and when all of those blocks come spilling down, there are going to be a whole lot of irreparably damaged people lying in the rubble, people who’ve bought completely into an ideology that wants nothing more—and nothing less—than to reduce the society that gave them everything to nothing. Yet these Leftist ideologues don’t care. They’ll try a new game, and when that fails they’ll try another. Their decadent self-indulgence knows no bounds, and they refuse to allow for the possibility that their science experiment has gone terribly awry since that would intrude on the feverish fantasies of all the ze’s and zir’s at Humboldt, Vassar, Toronto, and anywhere else Borg tries to assimilate. Resistance is futile; if it’s not communism it’s Cultural Marxism or gender egalitarianism. One way or another, though, parity will be achieved.

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