WARNING: Might hurt somebody’s feelings.
By Kurt
Schlichter, Town Hall
Have you noticed the absolute freakshow quality of
the people who want to keep us in chains? Perhaps it’s one thing to be
repressed by people who are at least nominally badass, like Romans or Mongols.
But these geebos who make up the Democrat Party’s loudmouth wing? The sexually
hopeless toads outraged because other people who might someday know the loving
touch of another human can’t whack their babies? No. Not only does their
tyranny fail the freedom test, it fails the aesthetic test.
We simply cannot allow ourselves to be serfs
toiling in the fields of a bunch of people who, in any just and sane society,
would spend their lives living in fear of getting wedgies for being so bizarre.
Look, I’m not saying that our society should bring
back bullying nerds. I am simply observing that when nerds were busy trying to
avoid swirlies in the boys’ room, they did not have the time to devote to
getting their groomer allies access to Kindergarteners. If Melvins and
Pointdexters living in fear is the price of little kids not getting chatted up
by pedo-adjacent strange-os, I say that’s a bargain.
All leftists are insufferable, but this current
crop is insufferable in many diverse ways. It’s not just the ones who defile or
mutilate themselves to get their parents’ attention. It also includes ones that
don’t tatt up, who appear normal until they open up their kale holes. Think
Nina Jankowicz. On the surface, she looks like any other childless, middle-aged
Chardonnay-guzzler who is pushing 40 but has failed thus far to earn the love
of a man. But when she starts talking, yikes. And just look at the antics of
that fascist disinformation girl. She sings show tunes. She’s into Harry Potter
– non-threatening sensitive and magical boys are sooooo dreamy. She’s also
eager to shove you into a train car headed to a gulag, and as it pulls away
from the station she’ll be shouting at you ruffians to use your inside voices.
That’s right – the mediocre girl who played the
lead in your high school’s production of “Hello, Dolly!” – which you skipped to
go pound Buds with your pals like normal people – is the harbinger of tyranny.
Ugh, that’s so sad. Tyranny is intolerable even if
you are facing a worthy foe. But tyranny by this kind of over-credentialed,
shame-free dork? No way. Never.
And that’s true of the rest of the salty commie
crew. Pierced beings with blue hair. Fat-positive behemoths in spandex.
Daddy-issue goofs of all genders who can’t do a push up. If we are going to
lose our country and our freedom, it can’t be to this gallery of goblins. At
least with proper enemies – like, say, the Hessians – you could get some
satisfaction shoving a bayonet into their guts. With these weebles, you fail to
call them by their bespoke pronouns and they collapse into a sobbing heap.
Where’s the challenge?
We simply cannot lose to these people. It’s
undignified.
And it’s unnecessary. The only way they win is if
we let them win. They can’t take a punch, and the whole caste of them – which
probably numbers a couple million across the country – collectively probably
has access to about as many guns as the average Trump voter. The only threat
they pose is to fetuses, and pretty soon only in Moloch-friendly states like
Cali and New York. They talk big about revolutions and insurrections, but they
have neither the cold steel or the upper body strength to pull it off.
What are they going to do – pester us into
submission? Yes, that’s actually their plan. They really think that if they
call us “racist” enough, if they moan enough about patriarchy, if they bleat
enough about how us saying what we think is “unsafe” we will simply give up. And they have a
point – a lot of those from the Miracle Whip faction of the GOP have
prioritized politeness over freedom and tried to treat this coterie of creeps
with respect.
But
here’s the thing. These weirdos have not earned our respect. Instead, they
leveraged our courtesy and tolerance, often amplified for the fact that we feel
sorry for these failed humans, against us to neutralize our resistance. “Oh no,
don’t point out how that show tunes girl is a ridiculous adolescent fetishizing
children’s books and singing kiddie songs in her affected drama geek voice.”
No, we’re supposed to pretend that she’s not a joke, and that we should take
seriously her insights into how it’s dangerous to allow us the free speech rights
God invested us with upon our creation.
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