A Tossed Salad of Blather

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Honest, I would report good news if I could find some. But mostly I’m stuck writing about what we get as a reward for turning our backs to God and seeking, of all things, a utopia designed by idiots and sinners: in the words of my editor, Susan, “an omelet made with rotten eggs.”

And so I’m here to tell you that the University of Kansas is setting up a “feminist parenting group… for raising intersectional feminist children,” whatever the hell they are (https://www.campusreform.org/?ID=11250). They will practice “intersectional trans-inclusive feminism” and “challenge kyriarchy,” whatever the hell that is, while “rejecting the gender binary.”

Blah, blah–a tossed salad of blather. Tossed all over the room. Sticking to the ceiling and the walls.

What I want to know is, what kind of man marries one of these creatures? You can’t even talk to them: they speak pure gibberish. They laugh at certain kinds of religious people who speak in tongues–but what are they doing? And what kind of man wants to wake up to that every morning, and go to bed to that every night?

Our universities are wasting our money, turning young people into babbling blockheads, and maiming our culture. 

Defund them before they finish what they’ve started. Believe me, you don’t want to live in the kind of world they’re making.