Babble-babble-babble…!
The other day I got an email from some jidrool who’s been peppering me with his Far Left Crazy crap for years and years–despite the fact that I have never published a word of it and never, ever answered him.
But later on I did see a couple of headlines that said what he was saying. I refuse to link with them. Here’s the story.
Assorted Far Left loons, especially the LGBTQRSTUetc. contingent, have decided that it constitutes genocide to ban drag queens from kids’ classrooms and other public places, and not let them get their message out.
Once upon a time, “genocide” was ruled a crime against humanity by the Nuremburg Tribunal. It is defined as a purposeful attempt to wipe out, kill off, exterminate a nation or a group of people. No one imagined it would ever mean “not letting intensely perverted people mess around with children.”
It’s a pity that leftids have access to human language. They keep distorting it, turning it into babble. Blah-blah-blah. You have to watch yourself if you’re trying to converse with one of these: the words may not mean what you think they mean.
Here, make a judgment call. Which is more “genocidal”–
*To physically sterilize and psychologically disable as many young children as the teachers’ unions can get their hands on…
*Or to ban anyone from doing that?
Meanwhile, enter into chats with leftids at your own risk.
Sounds like a child exaggerating a word they don’t even understand.
I avoid interacting with blue-pilled people. I have better use of my most prized commodity – time.
At times we do need to engage in conversations with people of varying view points and beliefs. But only if both sides are doing it in a courteous, civil, and polite way. And when doing so, probably the first order of “business” would be, have the person we are having a conversation with, define certain words, and not go further until it’s understood what the meaning or definition is.
Of course, with most of these loons, a civil conversation could never take place, for they are blinded by their hatred for God.
It’s impossible to discuss anything even faintly societal or political with a certain family member. He might resort to violence if he senses he’s losing an argument.
(Gee, who’s the real Hater?)