Perverts And Child Molesters

I have often ranted about how ordinary English words have been appropriated and stripped of their original meaning by people and movements whose actions I deplore:  “gay” for “homosexual”, “grass” for “marijuana”, and so on.

There is a category on this website entitled “Grooming”, and I bitterly resent that a word which has all to do with manners, clothing, fashion and such has likewise been hijacked by Perverts International.  Who they?  you ask.  Why, this bunch of assholes in Britishland, for example:

School children are told prostitution is a ‘rewarding job’ by sex education providers who promote ‘kinks’ to pupils including flogging, beating and locking people up in a cage.

I know exactly whom I’d like to flog, beat and lock in a cage (e.g. an iron maiden), thereafter followed by impalement, and it’s these “sex education providers” who are corrupting children.

I’d refer to them as “motherfuckers”, but that would be a misnomer, wouldn’t it?  They have their sights set much lower.

New Name

Seeing as we’re renaming every damn thing — women to womyn, Latino to Latinx, his/her to xis/xir, Wuhan virus to Corona virus, and of course homosexual to gay, I think we took a hard look at this monkeypox thing, and courtesy of Insty, I think I’ve come up with the (data- / reality-based) proper name.

First, the data:

All patients identified as men who have sex with men and there was a median age of 41.  90% of the patients who responded to the questions on sexual activity (47/52) reported at least one new sexual partner during the three weeks prior to symptoms, and almost all (49/52) reported inconsistent condom use in this same time period.  Over half of the patients (29/52) had more than five sexual partners in the 12 weeks prior to their monkeypox diagnosis.”  [my emphasis]

So, ladies and gentlemen, as monkeypox has in fact got pretty much nothing to do with monkeys, herewith its new name:

HOMOPOX

Please adjust your grammar / spelling correction systems accordingly.

Staying Away

I don’t often visit Target stores because they so seldom have anything I want, and if they do, it’s at a premium price.  Guess I won’t be going there anytime soon anyway, what with this bullshit going on:

Target will be selling breast binders and packing underwear as part of its latest clothing collection just ahead of “Pride month” in June.

The retailer is known for celebrating June in a splashy, rainbow-colored way. It has been criticized for offering a pride collection for kids, specifically babies, for years. Now the company is catering to the trans community by promoting specialty garments specifically made for them.

According to Bustle, Target partnered with TomboyX and Humankind for the collection, which are both “queer owned, female-founded brands.” Merchandise will include the expected rainbow-colored messaging that’s become commonplace for these collections. It will also have some new items that a mainstream retailer like Target hasn’t sold before.

In the adult collection, a poem that includes the line, “For the queer lovers and everyone in between, for the rebels that fight to forever be seen,” is featured on tote bags, shirts, and beach towels.

There are also pride flag cat toys, including a giraffe designed in lesbian flag colors and stuffed teacup with rainbow tea, and three tea bags with the lesbian, transgender, and bisexual pride flags.

Call me whatever-phobic, but I just can’t see that any of that merchandise will be suited to me.

Idiots, or evil?  I report, you decide.

And Here’s Another Thing

As though we haven’t had enough of our beloved English language (words like “gay”) being appropriated (and not in a good way) by the forces of Communism, Greens and the LGBTOSTFU movement* (some overlap;  quite a lot, actually), now we have to deal with the degeneration of the word “grooming”  — an excellent description of what we do to make our appearance pleasing to the eye, and ditto to dogs, horses and such.  Now we have to use the word to describe the disgusting, perverted way in which pedophiles and the Education Establishment (also, some overlap) set about corrupting young people so that these sick individuals can play out their depraved sexual fantasies on children’s bodies.

It’s only been a couple of days since I was at the range, and already I can feel my trigger-finger twitching.

My suggestion:  make child molestation a capital offense, and shoot / hang / [your suggestion here]  these bastards whenever they’re caught.

(stolen from Kenny, thankee)

And people in league with child molesters (the “groomers”) should face life sentences in prison, without parole.

We’d be doing it For The Children©, literally.

Argue the point with me, I dare you.

Their Loss

Looks like the LGBTOSTFU crowd has managed to get Chick-fil-A to close its first and only restaurant in Britishland.

As I pointed out to Mr. Free Market, The Englishman and Mrs. Sor in my email to them (entitled Homos 1, Good Guys 0), all this means is that the Brits (and especially the Sorensons, who live in Reading) will be denied probably the world’s best fried chicken.  Because, according to the freaks & loonies, the chain does eeevil and nasty stuff:

Reading Pride charged that the fast food chain’s charitable foundation “still supports questionable charities.” In particular, the LGBT activist group faulted the WinShape Foundation for donating $1.6 million to the Fellowship of Christian Athletes and $150,000 to the Salvation Army in 2017.
Reading Pride quoted the Fellowship of Christian Athletes’ statement of faith: “We believe God’s design for sexual intimacy is to be expressed only within the context of marriage. God instituted marriage between one man and one woman as the foundation of the family and the basic structure of human society. For this reason, we believe that marriage is exclusively the union of one man and one woman.”

As everyone knows, I am no Christian.  Nevertheless, I think I’ll go and get some nuggets — probably a double order, to make up for their losses in the UK — at the Chick-fil-A up the road, just in sympathy.

And then I’ll be off to the range.  Do thou the same, O My Readers.