intersectionality – Lee Duigon

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There’s just no pleasing leftids. They’ve got their first black superhero in his first black superhero comic book movie, The Black Panther–and they’re beefing about there being no “gays” in the movie (http://sandrarose.com/2018/02/black-panther-packed-action-diversity-no-gays/).

There are rumors that “gay” scenes were cut from the movie, but Marvel Studios says no, never happened.

Obviously the only thing that’ll float their boat is another movie featuring a “gay” superhero with a fabulous cape. The Calico Catamite. The Silver Sod. Filigree Fairy. I mean, really–you’re Hollywood, you just can’t sleep at night unless you’ve done something to befoul our culture.

And then some other victim identity group will be jealous and there’ll have to be a caped superhero for them, too. The wheelchair-bound, in-a-coma, lactose intolerant, here illegally, totally incompetent, unintelligible, ADHD superhero with shaving cream on her head instead of hair.

Oh–and please watch out for intersectionality. Y’know what? It just totally doesn’t matter what that is.

This is what happens to a Godless civilization.

So who said collidge kids are unemployable?

The University of Arizona–your tax dollars at work, fellow peasants!–is paying students $10 an hour to be “social justice advocates” on campus ( http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2017/may/10/university-arizona-paying-students-be-social-justi/).

What does that job entail?

Idiots–er, students–will be busy “instituting monthly programmatic efforts within the residence halls that focus specifically on social justice issues,” hanging posters all over the dorms, and setting up “social justice events.” With any luck, you will never find out what a “social justice event” actually is.

These paid Social Justice Warriors will also be charged with “reporting bias incidents” and “confronting diversity insensitive behavior.” They will engage in “critical reflection of power and privilege, identity and intersectionality–” what? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Stop, stop, I can’t write about this anymore. I need a nose to punch! I need a Social Justice Warrior to put into an armlock and make him yell “Long live Donald Trump!” I mean, could these people, with the most earnest effort in the world, possibly do anything at all to make themselves even more obnoxious than they are?

I very much doubt it.