The good news is that Yours Truly’s prognosticative skills are sharper than ever. Of course this is only a relative blip in happiness. The ultimate Good News we celebrated yesterday.
The bad news is, as forecast, Reality is now illegal. Which only goes to show you, as the man said, the law is an ass. Or can be in the hands of the Will of the People. Statistical fun fact: half the People are below median intelligence. But their wills are just as sovereign as anybody else’s. Skip it.
What was my prescient prediction, my perceptive prognostication, my perspicacious presagement? That the government, in this case New York City, will fine employers “up to” a quarter million bucks for asserting Truth, for acknowledging Reality, for saying What Is So.
Ain’t that somethin’? Here’s the actual headline: “NYC will fine employers up to $250,000 for referring to ‘transsexuals’ by their natural gender.” Now metaphysically, scientifically, biologically there is no such thing as a “transsexual”. There are men, there are women. And that is it. Some men pretend to be women, and fewer still women pretend to be men, and even fewer actually believe they are the opposite sex. The technical name for this state is insanity.
Well, many people—even kings, even celebrities—have been insane and lived to tell of it. There are many misfortunes one must and will suffer in this sojourn before the final trump. Life in the world to come will be different, but for now there are crosses to bear. The sane know this, acknowledge its practical consequences, and so consider it impolite to speak of a person’s misfortunes openly, even when invited to do so.
This is also America where, until not too long ago, we used to have a “live and let live” attitude. Why, if a man wanted to pretend to be a labrador we’d not scoff but instead say, “Can he fetch?” We might have even, when in a favorable mood, helped pick out his leash. Nobody’s perfect, so why complain?
We weren’t always in a favorable mood. Circumstances do not always allow it. Men sometimes, and more often than is currently desired, need to be men. This attitude is now disparaged. Thus, many have forgotten what it is to be a man. It is even somewhat embarrassing, or distasteful, to say, “I am a man.” Nevertheless, some remember and some do say it without flinching. And when they recall their duty, and when manly deeds are required, they are forced to say to the man who believes that he is a dog or woman, “Brother, you need help.”
The government hates Reality and anything to do with it. The theory of Equality says that anybody can not only pretend or believe what he is not, but that everybody else must pretend or believe, too. What NYC is doing, and what governments elsewhere will emulate, is removing the ability to speak of Reality. Now, since as previously documented, many are of below average intelligence, they will be disorientated when language’s anchor to Reality is removed. They will begin to believe with the insane that men really can be women. And they will believe many other stranger things, too.
Yes, but why does government hate Reality? Because Reality is a competitor. Simple as that, really. The elites who run government in Will-Of-The-People regimes do their best to keep as much of Reality from their constituents as possible. Why? Reality is harsh and uncooperative. It does what it wants and it demands much, even the ultimate. The government is jealous.
If government gets to define what “is”, then the government can manipulate people towards the ends it desires. This is generally, and probably always, towards some form of slavery, even if it isn’t always called that. Well, again, not calling slaves slaves is another denial of Reality.
So much for political theory. The practical effect of denying people from speaking of Reality is obvious. All our best writers warned us of the effects. But somehow because government isn’t actually insisting that we pronounce “2 + 2 = 5” we believe—or rather attempt to tell ourselves—that these writers’ warnings don’t apply to us.
Naturally, in NYC many businesses, those friends with the government, those interested in forming fasces with which to rule, will embrace these new bannings of Reality. It will only be a few on the margin who can still see clearly who will face punishment.
In the end, only the Remnant will survive. Merry Christmas.
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