The Crazies are Out There and They’re Mad as Hell

I think we’re going to have to get used to mass shootings and assassinations for the foreseeable future.  I’m not saying this rhetorically or to be facetious.  I literally believe we will see any number of school shootings and other psychotic attacks from now on.  The reason I think this is there are a large number of “trans-people” walking around.  And a lot of them are extremely unhappy.  And by unhappy, I mean suicidal and full of rage.  Basically, they realize that they’ve destroyed their lives and their bodies and they want to revenge themselves on the world.  I think that’s the most likely reason.  And so, they’re striking out against those whom they identify as their enemies; basically, normal people and especially those who publicly deny the validity of the trans-identity.

Now this is a horrible situation we’re in.  There are thousands of these people and even if the murderous subset is less than a fraction of a percent that is still a lot of murders to have to endure.  The only positive in this situation is the fact that the frequency of trans-killers is beginning to become apparent to the population at large and this realization will go a long way to making law enforcement begin to track the commonalities of these killers and find any communications and planning going on in this “community.”

I’ve been reading a number of accounts of young men and women who have de-transitioned after realizing that they had made a huge mistake.  Now these people are extremely upset but they have backed away from the unreality of the trans-identity and attempted to salvage their lives in their original identities.  Many are physically mutilated but they are trying to pick up the pieces of their lives and reconnect with their families and friends as their old selves.  And I have enormous respect for their honesty.

But that is not the profile of the trans-shooters.  They may regret their adoption of a trans-identity but they want to pin the blame for their failure on society for not “affirming” their identity hard enough.  They’ve probably seen thousands of bystanders look at them with shocked or disapproving expressions and this continuous denial of their normalcy has finally worn down their resolve.  Deep down they know they’ve reached a dead end.  Their new identities don’t give them the joy they expected.  Quite the contrary, their lives are full of frustration and pain.

It seems to me conservative groups should attempt to put together public service materials to be made available to parents to try and protect children from the inaccurate portrayal of what actually happens to someone who tries to change his sex.  It should speak to the physical dangers and health impairments but it should also address the mental health dangers that are on display by many members of this movement.  Trying to limit the spread of this dangerous cult should be one of the most important public health initiatives in our country.  Hopefully the red states aren’t just depending on bans on pediatric “affirmative care.”  They need to alert parents and make them aware that the schools in certain districts are working against their interests by sponsoring and encouraging the trans-gender movement at school and behind parents’ backs.

So, buckle up.  The crazies are out there and they’re mad as hell.

I Don’t Do Modern Pronouns

I was just reading an article that was supposed to explain how unfunny “comedians” were really very funny in the new meaning of funny, which means they are “saying something important.”  Anyway, unsurprisingly, I wasn’t convinced.  Unfortunately, halfway into the article they started talking about some non-binary comic.  And the writer started talking about “They said this” and “the audience reacted to them.”  After a few seconds I realized that the writer was referring to some one guy wearing a dress as them.

I don’t call one person “them.”  I don’t even do it when there is just the indeterminacy of where we don’t know if it’s a man or a woman.  I say, him.  If it turns out to be a woman, so be it.  But I sure as hell am not going to use a plural pronoun for anything that only has one head on its shoulders.  The world is screwed up enough already without us forgetting the difference between one and two.

So here I am in the land of the pronouns.  I understand in Canada you can go to jail for using the wrong pronouns.  Isn’t that wonderful!  I guess I’m waiting for the day when someone tells me his pronouns and expects me to go along with the joke.  I’ve already figured out what my action will be.  I’ll just walk away.  And that’ll be that.

The way I look at it these are hostage situations.  Your sanity is being held hostage by someone who is imposing on your sense of politeness.  Frankly that’s not someone I want to talk to.  If someone asks me my pronouns I’ll say, “Guess.”  If they guess wrong then that’s not someone I want to talk to anyway.

Let’s face it, this is all a big game of intimidation these people are playing.  Knuckling under to humor them is a big mistake.  I remember about twenty years ago a manager at a company I was consulting at told me that the company had gone to gender neutral English.  I just ignored her.  And four or five years later I was in a meeting when I said “he” in the context of someone performing some work function.  At the meeting there was this progressive dweeb that no one could stand and he shouts out, “You mean they!”  I replied, “No, the job description requires one person to do the task.  “They” implies more than one.  That will confuse the operators.”  He continued to argue but the moderator forced us to move on.  That was the only time that I had to discuss pronouns with the Left.

Luckily, I’ve moved into a place in this world where no one is policing my speech and I intend to keep it that way.  When I write fiction, I also avoid gender neutral phrasing.  I feel the King’s English as it was taught to me by the good nuns at my grammar school is still good enough for these fallen times.

And I look forward to the time when we come to terms with men who wear dresses and want to compete in women’s sports.  Reality is that thing that bites you on the butt when you pretend it doesn’t exist.  One of these days we will get up the courage to tell these people that their mental illnesses do not compel normal people to pretend things that aren’t so.  If a man wants to wear a wig and a dress and mutilate himself that doesn’t compel me to call him ma’am.  In fact, I think it means I can decide to exclude him from my life altogether.  That’s called freedom of association or maybe freedom of disassociation.  Both work.  See, I’m flexible.

After the Puppy Wars End, WorldCon Gets Back to Its True Mission, Eliminating Sanity from Science Fiction

Larry Correia comments on WorldCon’s descent into virtue signaling madness.  And one of his commenters linked to a blogpost that detailed the depths of intersectionality based idiocy that has the pink sci-fi whackos madder than a hornet’s nest.  If you don’t have the patience to read this boobosity I’ll just summarize by saying that the genocidal crime in question was someone on the WorldCon committee referring to one of the participants using the pronouns he and him instead of E and em.  You can’t make this stuff up!

Personally, I think this is great.  They have completed the transformation of the Hugos into the LGBTQ Outrage Awards.  No further interference in its trajectory is needed or possible.  This should bring retail sales of Hugo winners’ books into single digits within the current decade.  It’s quite an accomplishment.

Requiescat in pace.