Yeah, that’s what they’re calling it–“the chance of a lifetime!”
Chance of what?
Why, a chance to win the glorious, scarcely-imaginable prize of flying to Catalina Island for a picnic with… Bruce Gender! Or whatever he’s calling himself, these days.
A publicist emailed me yesterday to seek my help in drumming up ballyhoo for this contest. “When you think of courage, determination and inspiration, you can’t hardly help but think of” Bruce Gender, said she. Sorry, lady, but I am not going to call this guy “Caitlyn” or refer to him by female pronouns, just because he’s had himself surgically and pharmacologically mutilated. And when I do think of courage, determination and inspiration, I’d probably have to think obsessively about it for the rest of my life, and that guy’s name still wouldn’t come up.
Every cell in that man’s body is still male, no matter what they do to him cosmetically. He is a lost soul who is to be pitied. And you, madam, aid and abet him in his crimes against himself and against the sovereignty of God. That makes you worse than he is.
All funds raised by the contest, by the way, go to Brucie’s foundation for “equality and transgender rights.”
If you can’t think of at least 1,500 worthier causes than that… well, shame on you.
I was going to comment, but actually…words fail me.
No one talks about the courage that his wife and family are needing in the face of his abandoning and publicly humiliating them.
I wish someone in the public eye had the courage to denounce him and his charade. Where have all the sane people gone?
Amen! A tiny group of people is, essentially, controlling the agenda in this county via intimidation.
I’m not seeking to stand in the way of their personal decisions, they are free to the extent of the law, just as I am.However, that does not mean that they should force their decision on others.
Honestly, this whole Jenner thing amazes me. Frankly, I can’t understand someone consenting to such surgery. I am missing my wisdom teeth, a couple of bone spurs and an appendix and that is more than enough for me.
I’m afraid I’ll have to skip this contest. It would ruin all future picnics in our house, where, even in winter, we have picnics for our 2 1/2 year old granddaughter – they consist of spreading a blanket on the living room carpet and letting her eat her lunch there while watching cartoons.
A few weeks ago, Tucker Carlson did an interview with Jenner on television. I was stunned and sickened by his hair-flipping and decidedly male voice. America’s sins have reached into Heaven. We export much sin to the world (not that they don’t have enough of their own).
Just once–that’s all I ask–I’d like to see an interviewer look this schmendrick in the eye and say, “You, sir, are not a woman.”
Betcha they’d call it hate speech.
That would be a refreshing change! But just ask Joe Collidge about pronouns
The book, Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business, by Neil Postman contains words to the effect that ‘everything we see on television is entertainment’. People have lost the ability to discern what is news and what is entertainment.
Honestly, I wouldn’t bother to watch this person being interviewed. In the final analysis, I don’t have any interest in the matter. I don’t even know the person involved. Sometimes I think people forget this fact; the people we see on TV are rarely of any meaning to our lives, unless we choose them to be.
You can always get people to line up for a freak show.
Sad, but true.
Bruce Jenner was an Olympic gold medalist years ago, and to tell you the truth, I can’t remember what the medal was for. How far he has fallen since those days. We didn’t actually tune in to watch this ridiculous interview. It just happened to be on of the interviews Tucker Carlson did on his first prime time show. I watch very little television and I like it that way. Not much worthwhile happens there.
I think he was the Decathlon champion.
I would rather watch ants crawling in and out of the ant-hill than watch the Olympics.
Me too.
Me three. 🙂
Sports has turned into a big snore for me.
I didn’t mean to imply any criticism of you personally in my comment. My point was that these things only air because people tune in, a lot of people. If viewers weren’t so glued to their TVs and so anxious to line up for whatever show comes along, then the networks would have no reason to run such interviews. These things air, quite literally, by popular demand. It’s the nature of that demand which I find puzzling. A champion athlete has “sex change surgery”; why would I care?
My greater point was how such a thing would ruin our fun little picnics with our granddaughter 🙂
Indeed it would.