Month: June 2021

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Transtrendyrism™

6 July 2017

I don’t make a great deal of the alleged “transgender anomaly” running through our bloodline (according to my son, who wonders about a possible genetic component.) When the fifteen year old grandniece declared that “last year” she had “definitely” been a lesbian, and now was “definitely a boy”. I concluded that she was definitely fifteen.

I was naturally relieved to learn of the fourteen year old grandniece’s safe return, and not terribly surprised to learn of her current re-identification. If she prefers “Ky” (or, original Greek spelling: “X”) to the perceived abomination that her parents tried tagging her with, well, I can certainly relate to that.

I was surprised when son informed me that sixteen year old grandniece had also hopped aboard the trendy new trans trolley. She had previously struck me as being rather affirmatively and comfortably feminine. But, it’s her call, I guess.

I reckon adolescents likely know themselves well enough to decide these things, but…

My own grandson, apparently now “identifies as female.” Sadly, this doesn’t surprise me all that much. Early reports had him a rambunctious force of nature, bounding through life with boyish vigor.

But boyish vigor is an unpopular commodity these days. We are living in a culture that celebrates and glorifies womanhood, exalts victimhood, and denigrates patriarchy, rape culture, and well, boyish vigor. Boyish energy is so unwelcome at the government schools that many offenders are tranked into ambulatory somnolence lest they offend the sacred order.

And of course, the lad has an assertive older sister. And parents who are deeply steeped in Leftie Culture. (Girls are cool! Girls are powerful! Toxic masculinity! Pay gap! Misogynist in the White House! Love Trumps Hate! Trans is trendy!) We are pack animals, after all, and popular opinion will usually win out, as most of us are eager to be one of the cool kids.

So, summing up: Instant granddaughter.
Or, not so fast. These issues will either be grown out of or grown into

I will ever endeavor to attend to the preferred proper nouns that people pick out for themselves, so long as they seem to be taking themselves seriously. But until jobs are secured, money is spent, and surgeries are performed, or other commensurate commitments are demonstrated, I’m going to stick with the pronouns that I’ve been using.

update 201119:  this writer goes into greater detail on the boring technical details

https://aberrosexualism.blogspot.com/2014/03/normal-0-21-false-false-false-en-us-x.html?m=1

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The Fixed Game

correspondent KJ asks:
“Why do people confuse corporate capitalism with libertarianism?”

correspondent Bret Hinowi is also particularly puzzled, insofar as “corporatism is bipartisan policy. They seem to want to defend it and oppose it at the same time.”

I too am sad, but hopeful anyway, as long as there are still people like me around to come up with answers to KJ’s and others’ questions. Maybe the insights are helpful.

People don’t like thinking.
Thinking is hard. It’s easier to equate tropes.
Corporadoes and Banksters deal in money and “capitalists are all about making money” so therefore our corporatist (or “fascist,” Benito had a hard time deciding which) status quo is called “capitalist” in spite of the mountains of impedimenta erected by the state, and the special favors offered to loyal campaign contributors.

Leftists, mystics, and children believe that buying bureaucrats and legislators are “free market” activities. PJ O’Rourke reminds us that when legislatures are charged with deciding what gets bought or sold, then the first things bought or sold are legislators.

We don’t need to get all the big money out of politics.
We need to get all the big politics out of our money.

correspondent Von Tietje wonders: “How many actual scientists do you know?“

Golly, in light of my Mom once asserting that she knew me better than I knew myself, I have to doubt if I really know any other scientists either.

So… let’s pretend it’s zero. How would that disqualify me from analyzing mathematical models or understanding the difference between the literal and the allegorical? Many lay enthusiasts are well versed in arcana outside their professions. A draft dodger can be an astute military analyst and a paraplegic can be well schooled in baseball, and I may not even be an actual scientist or engineer.
Maybe, like Charlie, “I’m not even here!”

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“GI” = “Guilty Indeed”

12 June 2021

I don’t hide the fact that I am a reformed terrorist (Strategic Air Command, ca. 1980), so it is hardly hypocritical of me to follow the lead of leftists and paint people with broad brushes.  (But in my case, for the sake of fun-filled rhetoric, of course!)

My brother and I both indentured ourselves to the War (“Defense”) Department during the same time that the F’eral Government (on behalf of “Our Democracy”) was violently suppressing cannabis and free enterprise.  Therefore, as GIs, we were fighting to have peaceful potheads and merchants beaten up and thrown into cages.  You may dispute that as stupid, provocative, and faulty reasoning (and so would I), but I merely follow the same path I’ve heard since childhood.

Robert E. Lee fought for the Commonwealth of Virginia at a time when Virginia violently protected the legal institution of slavery, therefore Lee fought for slavery.  In fact, it was Lee, the Abolitionist who wrote that “[S]lavery as an institution is a moral and political evil,” who surrendered to Grant, the last legal slave owner in Richmond, who only freed his slaves when the ratification of the Thirteenth Amendment finally forced his hand.

Putting relevance aside, I wonder today: 
Is an affable goof who confidently misspells “potatoe” really worse than a superficial fraud who can’t decide which pronunciation of her given name (“Cam a luh” or “Comma law” or “kuh Maula”) has the greatest ethnic heft? And were they both put into their lofty positions to make doddering ex-Vice Presidents seem not so bad after all?

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‘Merica’s Spankin’

8 June 1967

Oy, Gevalt!  Such a schmeck they have given us! 

Those goyim houseboys, Lyin’ Lyndon Johnson and Dandy Dean Rusk, no great mensches either one, got their tuchases tapped by their Zionist masters on June 8th of 1967, when Israeli “Defense” Forces attacked the USS Liberty as it presumed to sail through international waters, thereby killing thirty-four American Seamen.

They couldn’t just send a nice brisket and matzah instead?

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The Arcs of Acquiescence

1 June 2021

If you watch the sheeple defending their masters’ orthodoxies for a few decades, you’re apt to notice some patterns emerging.  Even when armed with mountains of evidence and unassailable reason, the responses are predictable. 

It starts:  “You’re crazy!  That’s impossible!  You’re making that up!  You’ll believe anything that Tjump (or I’ll-bomb-ya) says!  If I’ll-bomb-ya (or Tjump, or one of his toadies) says it, it can’t possibly be true.”

As the evidence adds up and the façade cracks, it evolves:  “Sure, it may be possible, but Dr Nozitol™ says it isn’t.  What do you know about it?  Are you a doctor (or structural engineer, or economist, or tax collector or other criminal)?  Okeh, maybe it’s feasible, but it’s still a stretch, and Dr Nozitol™ still says…”

Once the lie becomes unsustainable, and their masters move on to new crimes, the bleats begin to yield to the yawns:  “So what?  That’s old news, time to move on.  Everybody knows that.” 
And finally:  “Yeah?  So?  I knew that all along.”

correspondent BV (not Lee) wonders: what is it that bothers the anti maskers so much about Maskers masking themselves? So much hate toward them from the “We are the REAL HEROES for REFUSING to wear masks” crowd…..
correspondent SW wonders what BV is talking about.

And I wonder… Who are these “anti maskers?”
I may not golf but I’m not anti golfing.
And I generally don’t consider myself to be particularly heroic, either (I joined the Air Force, after all), even if my refusal to endure the vertical waterboarding did cost me my job. Some might consider my present masklessness more foolish than heroic, and as a certified coward (see USAF, above) I’m not about to dispute that, either.
I’m not “bothered” by people wearing masks, though I am often frustrated, as they are denying me potentially useful non-verbal information.
But that’s their prerogative.
Besides, I don’t know their personal histories. They may be as well motivated to mask up as I was in order to meet my preemie baby in the neo-natal ICU, or as I might be in order to protect my frail ol’ Granny.
I certainly don’t object to “them” the way some have objected to me.