Queer To Infinity — And Beyond!
Look how proud the police in Columbus, Ohio — which is about as Middle America as you can get — are over their Big Gay Police (ahem) Cruiser:
Happy #PRIDE Columbus!!!
Make sure to say hi to Officer Lutz when you see him out and get a photo with our PRIDE cruiser! pic.twitter.com/2BMcCWI5gj
— Columbus Ohio Police (@ColumbusPolice) June 16, 2022
Pink Police State, for sure!
“Lightyear,” Pixar’s latest attempt to frack its “Toy Story” franchise for profit, is not a very good movie. But it is a useful barometer of the current conservative backlash against LGBTQ rights. If people are truly angered by the lesbian relationship depicted in “Lightyear,” then maybe what seemed like a huge leap into a more tolerant future was just a moment of calm in an ongoing, and intensifying, culture war.
If people don’t want to go see this crappy propaganda, then we are just one tic away from Gilead! More:
It once seemed possible that the LGBTQ movement was powerful enough to reach infinity, and beyond. The response to “Lightyear,” and the ugly uprising it’s a part of, are a sobering reminder of how much work remains to be done on the ground.
Can you believe these liberals? They have won everything, and are now just bouncing the culture-war rubble. And yet, any objection at all to the constant propagandizing strikes terror into their hearts. “How much work remains to be done on the ground” — this means they’re going to start waking us up in the middle of the night to scream, “GAAAAAAAAY!” at us. Or something. They cannot bear any dissent, ever.
In the Los Angeles Unified School District, every month is Pride Month! Here is a link to the school system’s plan to “queer all school year”:
Alyssa Rosenberg’s grief over the failure of many people to embrace “Lightyear” reminds me of this story Solzhenitsyn tells in The Gulag Archipelago:
At the conclusion of the conference, a tribute to Comrade Stalin was called for. Of course, everyone stood up (just as everyone had leaped to his feet during the conference at every mention of his name). … For three minutes, four minutes, five minutes, the stormy applause, rising to an ovation, continued. But palms were getting sore and raised arms were already aching. And the older people were panting from exhaustion. It was becoming insufferably silly even to those who really adored Stalin.
However, who would dare to be the first to stop? … After all, NKVD men were standing in the hall applauding and watching to see who would quit first! And in the obscure, small hall, unknown to the leader, the applause went on – six, seven, eight minutes! They were done for! Their goose was cooked! They couldn’t stop now till they collapsed with heart attacks! At the rear of the hall, which was crowded, they could of course cheat a bit, clap less frequently, less vigorously, not so eagerly – but up there with the presidium where everyone could see them?
The director of the local paper factory, an independent and strong-minded man, stood with the presidium. Aware of all the falsity and all the impossibility of the situation, he still kept on applauding! Nine minutes! Ten! In anguish he watched the secretary of the District Party Committee, but the latter dared not stop. Insanity! To the last man! With make-believe enthusiasm on their faces, looking at each other with faint hope, the district leaders were just going to go on and on applauding till they fell where they stood, till they were carried out of the hall on stretchers! And even then those who were left would not falter…
Then, after eleven minutes, the director of the paper factory assumed a businesslike expression and sat down in his seat. And, oh, a miracle took place! Where had the universal, uninhibited, indescribable enthusiasm gone? To a man, everyone else stopped dead and sat down. They had been saved!
The squirrel had been smart enough to jump off his revolving wheel. That, however, was how they discovered who the independent people were. And that was how they went about eliminating them. That same night the factory director was arrested. They easily pasted ten years on him on the pretext of something quite different. But after he had signed Form 206, the final document of the interrogation, his interrogator reminded him:
“Don’t ever be the first to stop applauding.”
Coming soon from the soft totalitarians: don’t ever be the one to fail to take your kids to see a crappy movie because your sick and tired of having LGBT shoved down your throat.
In my years as an Episcopalian, I had a front-row seat during that church’s rush to embrace gay rights. I came to see that well-to-do heterosexual Americans envied homosexuals. They were true to their desires. They had shed the burdens of guilt and shame, giving themselves absolution in activism and campaigns against “backward” and “medieval” notions. Eager to take off the starched collar of respectability and lay down the burdens of maintaining standards for the rest of society, the remnant of WASP elites in the Episcopal Church unsurprisingly rushed to embrace the rainbow flag.
I wish for everyone a path toward a decent and honorable life. I certainly know homosexual persons who have worked hard to make their ways toward that goal. But we must be honest about the Rainbow Reich. It has deregulated society to serve the interests of the abnormal. In doing so, it has demolished the norms, disciplines, and institutions that are the best hope for the vast majority of people.
Political scientist Darel E. Paul’s comment on the Pink Police State’s Big Gay SUV:
Not sure how many times I have to say this, but here it goes again:
The Pride flag *is* the American flag. https://t.co/TWrD4OoNml
— Darel E. Paul (@darelmass) June 23, 2022
Tsk, tsk. Prof. Paul’s tweet is yet one more “sobering reminder of how much work remains to be done on the ground.” I suspect they’ll haul him off to a torture chamber, pry his eyes open like Malcolm McDowell’s in “A Clockwork Orange,” and force him to watch “Lightyear” until he vomits rainbows.