I don’t know what you mean by your way, all the ways about here belong to me.
After all those unpleasant choking sounds and the consequent demise of our constitutional republic, we are just a short way into the reign of our dear queen, the red one out of Alice. Her principal talent lies in her ability simply to insist on arbitrary authority, with no logic whatever to back it up. So in just the space of a few short weeks, Bruce Jenner identified as a woman, Rachel Dolezal identified as black, and I identified as svelte. Consider the possibilities before us!
Okay, let us treat this thing for what it is — an intellectually crippled attempt to build the Übermensch. This New Future Man has forearms that look like they came right out of 1930’s Stalinist agricultural art, the better to pound you with, and a forehead that appears to be made of brass three inches thick, the better to not think very hard with.
Allow me to cite one example before proceeding to some other words of sunshiny encouragement. Here is one tenet of the worldview that is being crammed down our throats, to then be washed down with a fire hose. The division between male and female is FLUID, and Bruce Jenner can overcome it simply through the power of individual choice. The distinction between the various races of men is also FLUID, and Rachel Dolezal can transcend it simply through the power of her subjective feelings. The Confederate battle flag, however, has a meaning that is apparently FIXED. It only means hatred, and can mean nothing but hatred. Like the law of the Medes and Persians, it resides in a mystery place that admits of no change whatever. It is as though Derrida’s work was all for naught, and I for one am just heartsick about it.
Source: Red Queen Rising | Blog & Mablog