Sexual Lobotomies

As it were.  The permanent removal of metabolic function, for the sake of emotion or convenience or expedience.  Unmanageable behavior, so lobotomy!  A societal cure for a personal issue.  Likewise genital glands — testes, ovaries.  Superficial characteristics as well — breasts, penes.  

Lobotomies, well, that was long ago, like, the 1950s in its heyday.  Here we are in '23 skidoo, and we're so past that.  Now we've got meds to handle emotions!  Tune in, turn on!  Enlightenment Now!

And people, generally young, who are confused about that very most basic of emotional issues, sex?  And confused about who they are ... "identity"?  Every teenager is moody, or questioning, or unsure.  Not every option in this existential questing is a solution.  Maturity is a solution.  That takes time, which a precipitous lobotomy precludes.  Robbed.  Likewise, orchiectomy — testicle removal.  

Sounds like something the mafia would be involved in.  Tony Soprano's Medical Waste & Bio-hazardous Material Removal Services — 'No refuse refused!'  Unwanted breasts are an Emotio-hazard, per conventional psychological politics.  Fetuses, testicles — remove whatever it is that the "healthcare" of wokism mandates.

The Trans Nashville Christian Children Killer was reportedly on meds.  Didn't help her emotions (in this case I would have supported a lobotomy).  What meds?  Well, first, "meds" should have the function of curing, or at least helping.  So, fail.  It was some variant of TESTOSTERONE.  

And there we have it, the mystery of the mysterious motive, solved.  Motive was only secondary.  Testosterone was the motivator.  

The news informs us of this Tennessee girl and young woman who never ever had to learn how to cope with male levels of male hormones.  No puberty or adolescence or adulthood of having to deal with the chemical instincts of masculinity — a man's hormones.  

Then, she was injected with massive doses of such conduct-altering ... drugs.  For which she had zero experience controlling.  Presumably she was dosed with T levels to match (or exceed) those of a young man in his mid-twenties.  That, if you do not know, is still a very dangerous age for young men.  That was me, once.  I was more stupid than dangerous, but stupid is dangerous.

Maybe they should have started her off at 80-year-old man levels.  Benjamin Button her into the tranz version of the man she aspired to be.  Weaning her off the, as it were, female whey, slowly introducing male solids.  But, bitesize, and mooshy.

Every man, and young man, and boy, and very little boy, has his lifetime of having to deal with levels of testosterone ten times higher than in females.  It varies with age, but ten is an order of magnitude.  We learn how to handle it.  It's very difficult.  That's why men are physically violent, so much more than women.  Our androgenic hormones are hard to deal with.  We deal with them as much as our character allows.  Practice.

This week's news has educated us as to how at least one female dealt with her male hormones.  

'Roid rage is a thing.  It is surpassingly ugly in men.  Now we've seen how it looks when it is made to be a female thing.  Beyond horror.

Alas, the noble and liberating cause of Transgenderism has been very slightly set back, by this unfortunate and unforeseeable occurrence.  This has also been a week notable for several tornadoes.  Christian school murders ... extreme weather phenomena — we can't ever really know the causes of such things.  Climate Change of course, and patriarchy...

Then again, the killer was under some "psychological" "professional" "caregiver".  That person is responsible for the "medications", and for the murders.  

Maybe some courageous DA will mount a case against him or her or they or them.  Maybe NY City will provide legal expertise.  Perhaps George Soros will contribute to the cause.  Cuz, no justice, no peace.  No justice!  No penis!  How dare those Christians exist, to tell us how to live.  

I seem to have lost my train of thought.  

Death to the intollerant.  Pass the ammunition, and the makeup.  

J

My Thing

I am at last bowing to this unreasonable and completely overwhelming popular demand. I just don't want to handle the constant requests -- pleading, weedling, harassing. People are always making promises, and I'm tired of driving all over town to, uh, collect, and it always turns into a surreal nightmare. Lies lies lies.

So below, per your demands, I have posted some pix of my penis. Don't peek, because first I have some things to say, about specifically male beauty, and aging.  

 Errol Flynn.

 

Really, an Adonis.  

But then... 

.Yikes.

Well yeah, sure, of course everyone ages. But he died at age 50. This is not aging, it's degeneration.

And Peter Lorre. As we'd expect, he played his character roles, 

but we look beyond that. 

You know, he's really quite handsome. 

 

But age 55

It must have been a hard 20 years. 

In Flynn's case his catastrophic aging was certainly due to alcohol abuse. Lorre had various health issues due to improper diet. Which is my point. Nutrition 

In terms of my personal life, nutrition is quite important. I've made jokes about it over the years, my health and fitness. The discerning reader will have seen the performance art of it, but behind the parody, it really is about health, which really is about nutrition. 

Very much of the craping and creasing of skin is that it's not getting the nutrients it needs to repair and maintain. Same with all the organs. There are no guarantees, no promises against tragedy. I should know. I got an autoimmune chronic pain issue some years ago. Incurable. It lasted six or eight years, but it's gone now.  I cured it. With lifestyle.  Stole my joy, changed my personality, but the pain I have now is not from that. 

That's meant to be inspirational. No joking, here. Eat for nutrition. So I'll give you one simple thing, and then add a few easy complications.  I have my berry smoothie, daily.  A pound of frozen blue black rasp straw berries. A scoop of protein powder.  A fair bit of flaxseed oil.  Water.  This is literally perfect nutrition.  Sip it, don't drink or guzzle.  It's not for thirst. 

To complicate it a bit -- and you should never start a new thing, complicated — I have, well, it's quite a list. Dried apple pear nectarine peach prune cherry coconut banana pineapple kiwi mango papaya date fig *deep inhale* goji mulberry gooseberry raisin currant … and a few things you haven't heard of. I've mixed these together into various containers, sort of by categories, and I add a scoopful from one of the "buckets" to the smoothie. I do a few other things with it, re probiotic/culturing and digestion, but we'll skip that.

A few years ago I noticed that I've finally started to age.  Some "fine lines" in the mirror. Again, despite my humorous persona, I'm not more vain than average. So I take my delayed aging as confirmation of lifestyle, a proof of concept, a validation of a theory. 

Skin is the largest organ of the body, and old-time, competent, doctors used it as an aid to diagnosis. The implication is that it's, oh, an early warning system about the rest of your organs. My cholesterol and bone density and hormone levels etc are youthful. My BP is the same as a hunter-gatherer's -- at the very low, and healthiest, end of "normal".  Again, these are not boasts. It's cause and effect. I operate from the "cause" side of things, and get a satisfactory effect. 

As I say, nutrition, and therefore health, and therefore fitness, is my thing. 

But, as I promised, and I know how much you want it, below are those pix you all have been begging for.  To be frank, I've never understood why there's been such a clamor for this. All the time, on and on, harping about how you all want to see these pix. It's just ridiculous. But   HERE   they are. Hope you're finally satisfied. 

 J

Pancake

In the '90s public values were forbidden, as with noticing clinton's character — lying slut that he was, they just ignored his molestations and asserted somehow that he was somehow competent somehow.  Somehow they did the same thing with BO — although his character was corrupt not personally, that I know of, but in terms of his judgment.  Our first anti-american president. 

Now values are mandatory, as in, you will conform and love drag queens teaching kindergarten.  

Stare into the face of the horror, disguised by blue and green makeup though it be.

It's not the face behind the pancake that's horrible.  It's the spirit, and I suppose I mean this in the theological sense.  No need to revile this particular individual.  Maybe he's a really sweet guy.  Just twisted in his self-image and values.  We cannot know the horror of his childhood.  Mine, I'm coming to realize, increasingly with age, mine was a nightmare.  I hadn't really known that.  So compassion is not inappropriate.  

But we cannot let the abused become abusers.  Reading to children is good.  Teaching them to deny what is indisputable, as the reality of two non- ... oh, what's that math property? — transitive ... deny what is indisputable, as the reality of two non-transitive sexes?  This is indefensible, because children must be defended.  Not every smile means a pure heart. 

It is soon to be forbidden, submerged into the Abyss, to notice the trans woman or man school Trans Nashville Christian Children Killer, his or her relationship with nine-year-olds.  

How young did the Hitler Youth start?  As the Jesuits say, get em when they're young.  I paraphrase.  

No, I will not drop the matter, nor use less-ugly examples.  

Small children of course will see only a clown, in this character.  But we pierce the veil, and recognize the point.  The pathetic guy is so given over to moral insanity that there is nothing to say.  The homeless guy screaming at cars from the sidewalk — there's nothing to say to him, or hear from him.  But what he himself is saying is that your little children are his — they should follow his example, if they have the feeling to do so.  

If he lost his makeup kit he wouldn't know who he was, or couldn't be who he was.  He'd have no proof of his identity, and no identity.  He paints on his identity every day, hours in front of the mirror.  I barely even comb my hair.  

It's not hate.  I don't have any feeling about it, because I don't have small children that he could be around.  If I did, I would have very big emotions.  It's on me, but it's on parents infinitely more, to protect their innocent ones.  

If it's not a joke, "they" have announced "their" Trans Day of Vengeance, for April First.  I'm not fooling. What vengeance do nine-year-olds merit?  I seem to have heard it's three days.  Does last Monday count?  A warmup? dry run? dress rehearsal?  Day One of Los Días de Venganza de los Niños Muertos?  Sponsored by the TransRadicalActivistNetwork dot Org (TRAN, giddit?) — Orphanizer and Mistress of Ceremonies: the Trans Nashville Christian Children Killer -- who lived up to the name.  Radical, dude.

NPR had an item about trannies arming themselves.  That's "themselves" in the plural.  I am conflicted.  Is it giving chainsaws to zombies?  Or is it at long last an appreciation of at least some part of the Constitution.  They're against free speech and the free exercise of religion, but maybe they'll start to love guns?  Not, I hope, yet again in conjunction with "Vengeance".  If they (plural) want vengeance, they need to deal with their idiot parents, who screwed them up so much.  

I know.  Not just simplistic, but unfair.  Sometimes there's a bad seed, and sometimes good kids get twisted in ways we could not have prevented.  I'm a much softer guy in person than in these pages.  So I know that kids, and young people, need love, real love along with objective honesty.  

That's why I raised my son to know there was no Santa Claus.  It's okay to pretend — it's a fun game, but when playtime ends so does pretend time.  The reality is not that Santa brings presents.  It's that I love you.  

None of this would be my business, or news worthy, except that it degrades the culture.  The old and now obsolete idea of patriotism served a vital function.  It energized not just capitalism or the military — many countries share in these things.  Our patriotism was justified because it supported rule of law.  

American Exceptionalism wasn't about Manifest Destiny, to push to the Pacific — Russia had a manifest destiny to take over Siberia, to the Pacific.  Exceptionalism wasn't about the frontier, or ingenuity or hard work.  Parts of northern Europe have similar values, and east Asia too.  Our exceptionalism was the Constitution, which more than any significant human document, incorporated an awareness of human nature as it is.  

We may not have lost our last and final chance.  There may be time and opportunity.  But our institutions are so very corrupt now that it's scary.  I'm not actually old, just old enough, but very healthy indeed, and I'm going to live to over a hundred if I'm not somehow killed.  But life in a world without the naive yet beneficent power and blundering of the United States — well we see that world all around us.  Narco-Mexico.  Genocidal China.  Militaristic Russia.  I don't want to have to think up more adjectives.  

Regardless, I think we have, well, sold our birthright for ... not a mess of pottage — uh, pancake batter?

I had thought it would be islamism and dirty bombs, our downfall.  It's our own corrupt government, corrupt media and entertainment, corrupt education (now down into elementary and pre-schools), corrupt military leadership — corrupt culture.  

But, really, it isn't trannies, or the corrupt media etc.  It's the cowardice of people who know better, but do not act.  Lazy, complacent, unrealistic, take your pick or add your own.  I don't understand why people who see the problems don't act.  Soros-funded DAs are so destructive?  Why can't there be a similar surge, from the right?  

If asked, I will bring my skills, such as they are, to the fight.  I'm pretty good with words, and I do, really I do, have an idea about how to edit myself, in writing that's not just this, indulgent solipsism.  I think I'm funny, but I know it's only a reasonable percentage who'd agree about that.  

I could go on and on.  And probably will, next time, or whenever.  This is the positive thing that I think I'm doing — my contribution to sanity, odd though it be.  What are you doing?  

J

Now That She's Dead

It's a state religion, this transsexual cult.  Because it is entirely about the spirit, or, if you will, the soul.  But since they do not allow it to be a psychological issue, they can't have it be soul, that conjunction and construct of metabolism and higher brain function.  So it's about the spirit.  

The government is telling us that there is a human spirit.  This spirit, somehow, was born into the wrong body.  So spirit has a sex, or, as they insist, a gender — which is of course a grammatical and arbitrary social construct.  Clothes are for genders, to meet cultural expectations so that individuals may play their proper roles.  Bodies do not have a gender, they have a sex. 

A spirit in the wrong body is called a demon.  There are demons that have sex.  Perhaps all of them do, but in particular, incubus and succubus.  (I'm ignoring the plural, as pedantic.  Also, their pronouns would not be they/them.)  Very religious youths, and older, would have supposed they encountered such entities, late of a night, but we have the phrase nocturnal emission to explain such matters.  Too bad we can't come up with another such likely explanation, for the misgendered.  (Which, my spellchecker informs me, is a real word.)

A spirit in the wrong body is a simple variation on gnosticism — divine spirit trapped in evil matter, and by denying this inappropriate flesh, one's true self is liberated.  Wow.  Religious.  

No animal is transgender.  Same-sex mounting behavior is observed, but it is a display of social heirarchy, the alpha baboon dominating a subordinate.  Know your place.  Female monkeys (Harlow's rhesus), when raised to be insane by neglect and isolation, if somehow inseminated will kill their babies.  Virtually all other females will raise their babies normally.  A specific, supporting the general fact that there are no transphenomena in the animal kingdom.

These are general observations.  The specific is the Trans Nashville Christian Children Killer.  It's all in there, right?  Because having given it less than one second of thought, "shooter" isn't the preferred noun. The emphasis is misplaced, like a demonic spirit in a human body.  Murderer is the term.  How the murders were committed is ancillary — irrelevant in fact.  

Guns probably make it easier.  But 10 or 20 gallons of gasoline, or aviation fuel, tactically placed would take out a neighborhood.  That's a little less personal though, a distance thing, so her needs wouldn't have been fully met. (I hope I haven't given anyone ideas.)

The most salient adjective for this Killer is "Trans".  First — and I say this in ignorance and mere speculation — I would suppose that the level of rage and self-hatred of whatever percentage of these people so far exceeds the bounds of sanity that violence, against self or others, is absolutely unavoidable, given our current depravity.  

It won't be widely reported, but it is my expectation there will be an epidemic — no, a pandemic of trans violence — I mean violence by trans ... transes, tranzes ... trannies.  We hear the literal hate speak, from the White House.  An encouragement and incitement to, well, I guess we'll see.  Death to the Christian haters.  I mean haters who are Christians.  

But here's the point.  Now that she's dead, what will they call her?  Her body is undeniably female.  Even such a person as Caitlyn Jenner has a male body, mutilated they seem to be implying, castrated and somewhat reconfigured, and I'd supposed saline implants in his chest.  Any autopsy would show male hips and shoulders, etc.  No anthropologist digging up his bones would be confused.  Maybe the surgical-grade plastic for the implants would cause some puzzlement. 

So the Trans Nashville Christian Children Killer has/had (her verbs) a body that, when dead, is female.  Did it revert?  Like Dracula dissolving into dust, or the Wolfman returning to his humanity?  The vivifying male spirit which required six human sacrifices has fled or been exorcized from this young woman, leaving a hated female husk like a spider-drained wasp?

We all must agree that it was only her thoughts that made her male, or suppose she was.  She is currently non-existent, or in hell.  It would be for Satan to tell her what she is now, and indeed what she was when yet in her body.  Yes, my sweet, you really were and are male.  Or contrariwise.  There are only two choices, given the biological fact of sex, and therefore of the facts of life.  

This leaves a dilemma for the coroner and mortician and city registrar and perhaps the guy who carves any potential headstone.  What is she now?  Do her pronouns survive her demise?  Was it only her spirit that required the world to label her as him?  

This is going to be happening much more frequently.  Confused and lost kids in previous decades dressed up like commandos to commit their school murders.  Trans is a new-again cult that affirms those who are self-loathing, and entitles them to elevated status, victim and hero.  It is instant celebrity, based on wardrobe selection and a flawed understanding of so elementary a thing as grammar.  

It entitles them to outrage when other people's reality conflicts with their self-image.  It creates a sense of being invalidated that goes beyond the old-fashioned and now forbidden idea, fighting words.  It justifies violence as an act of self preservation.  Self-identity is, as the gays say, who I am.  

Speech is foremost among the earliest and most basic of human accomplishments.  Sort of the same way that unambiguous sexual organs are literally universal in all viable vertebrates.  Everything with a backbone manifests a sexual nature, and only one at a time.  None of them are out of synch, in terms of behavior consonant with its organs.  

Only a religion could get sex so screwed up.  

J

Everybody Is Somebody's Hero

 

 

 

Or not. It would depend on if you agree with the cause, or on how much you value justice, if you believe in justice.  It can make for strange bedfellows.  

I wanted mugshots mostly of heroes.  I know there are more persecuted heroes than Gandhi or Bonhoeffer or MLK or Solzhenitsyn.  My rather cursory searching found very few.  So many heroes 

don't even have names.  Anonymity swallows them like death. 

Most of us would agree that most of these people are not heroes.  Where there is disagreement, we would agree to disagree, with civility, and the courtesy of clearly stated values.

J