Was it really five years ago, that the slimy rulers of our culture were already pushing children into the transgender world?
https://leeduigon.com/2013/09/17/turning-children-into-freaks/
I have come to believe that the impetus of this movement is satanic. What else could it be? How does it in any way benefit anybody?
I wonder if you can even be nominated for a National Book Award anymore, unless your book endorses some form of perversion.
What have I done, to deserve all these invitations to review preposterous and sleazy romance novels?
Today I’ve been invited to review “a sensual and supernatural journey” featuring a torrid romance between a “dragon king” who is, inevitably, “darkly handsome,” and a “beautiful and mysterious woman”–they’re all mysterious, in more ways than one–with the loopy name of “Arianrhod Deatherage.” Says the perky publicist, who obviously has an abysmally low opinion of my literary taste, “Happily-Ever-After Meets Modern Empowerment in a Steamy New Paranormal Romance.” Lemmeouttahere.
I wonder what effect it has on the brain, to consume vast quantities of books like this. What does their very existence say about our culture?
Nothing good!
Violet Crepuscular come back, all is forgiven.
What? You thought I was going to run a picture of a sex bot? Uh-uh, no way. Here’s another day gecko, this one working on emerging from the egg. Cute little beggars, aren’t they?
How crazy can it get?
They’ve set up brothels where you can “have sex”–I really must put that in quotes, because it’s only a simulation of sex–with “sex bots,” robotic facsimiles of women. Sort of like having a romance with your toaster-oven. Like, dude, it’s a machine, it’s not real.
Anyway, these sex bot brothels have begun to take off, which is now perceived as a threat to brothels where the whores are real. They call themselves “sex workers” now. I will stick to the older terminology. The whores are saying that sex bot brothels are “dehumanizing and dangerous,” “an insult to sex workers,” and “encourage disrespect toward women” (https://www.thesun.co.uk/tech/7289486/sex-robots-prostitutes-workers-love-dolls-brothel/).
Uh, like, the regular whorehouse doesn’t encourage disrespect toward women?
Oh, no, say the whores. See, goin’ to the sex bots will alienate the immoral slob of a man “from healthy sexual experiences with real women.” Good grief. Someone’s sure to say I’m making this up, it’s all a satire. I only wish it was. I’m only a fantasy writer, I can’t invent stuff this loopy.
They say, “Sex workers offer… authentic intimacy and two-way affection.” In fact, going to a brothel and paying some stranger for sex (or a simulation thereof) “enhances his ability to be intimate with other women.” That oughta fly in divorce court: “I only hired this here prostitute, your honor, to enhance my ability to be intimate with my wife.” Yowsah. And heavy consumption of pornography makes the heart more loving, the eyes brighter, and the pelt shinier.
It is embarrassing to be living in this age! I feel like my ancestors, looking down from Heaven, are thumbing their noses and making rude noises at me–if they don’t just turn away in pity.
O Lord! Remember that these things are done without our consent, against our will, and over our objections.
None of this crazy crap can possibly turn out well for us.
I don’t know what publicists must think of me. They’re always inviting me to review books that might give you a disease if you handled them. Here’s one from three years ago.
https://leeduigon.com/2015/10/15/another-red-hot-sex-book-for-me-not-to-review/
I bring it up again because its formula seems to foreshadow the #MeToo movement, delivering a weird mixed message of unbridled sexual acting-out with the most severe consequences if anyone complains. Talk about a divided heart!
Pornography has been with us for thousands of years, but it doesn’t come in a plain brown wrapper anymore.
After “decades of speculation,” the writer who created Sesame Street’s “Bert and Ernie” characters has publicly stated that they’re “gay” (https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/7287268/sesame-street-bert-ernie-gay-speculation-over/).
However, Sesame Street so far is sticking to the statement its producers made several years ago: “[T]hey remain puppets and do not have a sexual orientation.”
Sesame Street has been a fixture on PBS public television for 48 seasons–paid for by the American people’s tax dollars.
We must ask: does this declaration by the writer change Bert and Ernie into a commercial for sodomy–a commercial aimed at an audience of children? Or is it just this one guy shooting off his mouth while the show itself remains “non-sexual” as it has always been?
I suppose that if children watching the show were unaware of this development, there’d be no harm done. But I wouldn’t bet on kids remaining unaware of it: there are too many shifty characters out there who will see to it that the writer’s message gets out. They want children to grow up believing sodomy is “normal” and even cute.
What matters is that God has said, “Thou shalt not.”
Do you go against the word of God because Sesame Street says you can?
In that case, who is your God–the Lord Jehovah, who made the heavens and the earth, and made you, and paid for your salvation with the blood of His only begotten Son, Jesus Christ… or television?
Choose.
Leftids devote massive efforts to making up new terms of abuse for those who disagree with them, or perversely refuse to live as “progressives” think they should. The latest coinage is “TERF”.
Now, I didn’t really want to know what that stands for, but my wife has told me anyway. I wanted it to be a kind of Smurf: after all, it rhymes. Well, the Smurfs are clear on this one. TERF stands for “Trans-Exclusionary Radical Feminists”–that is, feminists who refuse to call men “women.” Nor do they admit there’s any such thing as a “female penis.” Yikes, they won’t even concede that any man can get pregnant.
So “trans women,” who are still men even if they say they aren’t, are hissy-fit mad at feminists who won’t dance to their tune. It’s rather nice to see leftids feuding with each other. Maybe a steel cage match is in the offing.
I have never in my life seen anything like the Left’s fanatical push for “transgender.” As a revolt against reality itself, and against the God who creates and defines reality, this is an evil enterprise that’s poisoning our culture. It really must be stopped and turned back: God only knows how much harm it’s done already.
I shudder to think of what posterity will think of this current age.
Always trusting in the Lord to make sure there is a posterity.
Among the distinguishing characteristics of this benighted age we live in is the extinction of our sense of shame. You know–that thing that makes it possible for us to live like human beings. That thing that holds us back from committing certain excesses of bad behavior.
https://newswithviews.com/shameless-pastor-uses-bible-to-justify-abortion/
I can’t stress this strongly enough: we can’t just do anything we feel like doing to our culture and expect to get away with it.
Kill the culture, and it will kill you back.
The Obama regime spent some $9 million of our money on this little caper–government bedtime stories.
https://leeduigon.com/2014/04/01/usda-to-grandma-read-the-kids-government-bedtime-stories/
I remember when we used to look down on Red China for such ham-fisted micromanagement of people’s lives by the government. But it gets harder and harder to tell the difference between American liberals and Chinese communists.
Please, please, please don’t ever let these people get back into power. Not ever.
Actually, in the three years since I posted this, it has become more difficult to tell which books have been written by space aliens instead of human beings. But the examples provided still hold true.
https://leeduigon.com/2015/09/23/how-to-tell-if-the-book-youre-reading-was-written-by-a-space-alien/
Thing is, more and more people nowadays behave like space aliens! I mean, would genuine earth people sit together around a table, on the sidewalk outside the pizza parlor, and instead of talking with each other, just sit there transfixed by some electronic doodad? (Please say I’m right.)
I don’t think I want to hear any more culture news today.
Every now and then I encounter a news item with which I can find no connection whatsoever–news from another planet. This is an example of it:
At New York Fashion Week, two rap “artists”–their word for it, not mine–named Nicki Minaj and Cardi B, neither of whom I’d ever heard of until this morning, got into a hair-pulling, shoe-throwing brawl (https://www.thesun.co.uk/tvandshowbiz/7206924/nicki-minaj-cardi-b-fight-new-york-fashion-week/). I’m not sure how to describe the incident further without getting myself banned from somewhere.
So you’ll just have to imagine what I think of rap artists and fashion shows, my lips are sealed, wild horses couldn’t get me to characterize fashion shows as festivals of incontinent bad taste, wherein vacuous numbskulls show off their poverty and call it wealth, a disgrace to the human race, and overall a heaping mountain of crapola.
What does it say about our culture that such characters as appear throughout this story are rich and famous?
