Behold: a most fitting epitaph for the artist formerly known as Western Civilization (video here).
“I’m a ma’am … suck my d***!”
That infamous line, which proves truth is indeed stranger than self-parody, was recently uttered by Savanna Maria Garcia, a human being sadly suffering from gender dysphoria, who lost his/her considerable poop in a profanity-laced tirade when someone referred to him/her by the wrong pronoun, at a car rental shop, of all places.
At least Pompeii met its fate under a heap of volcanic ash. We will breathe our last during a spot-free rinse.
This further confirms that our cultural decline is both real and spectacular. It’s also rather pathetic. There will be no Visigoths coming over the wall. No waves of Roman legions coming to conquer us. Nor any Islamic hordes putting their scimitars to our necks (as much as they might like to). Nay, other woebegone cultures were at least granted a warrior’s death as they assumed the position for the ash heap of history.
They died with their boots on. We, apparently, are doomed to suffer a far more ignominious end: an overdose of booty calls. Brought to our collective knees by a motley crew of cowards, charlatans, and the chronically confused like Garcia, mainly because we just couldn’t be bothered with defending our way of life or we were too afraid of offending those trying to undo it.
And if you think that’s going too far, consider that we only know about Garcia’s outburst because he/she proudly posted the video on his/her Facebook page for all other non-gendered beings of nonspecific cellular matter to see. It’s like the mob outside Lot’s house proudly taking selfies right before the sulfur fell. Meanwhile, if you refuse to affirm Garcia’s psychosis on Facebook, you may be banned for violating its terms of surrender … err, service.
We use to pray for those given over to their debased minds. Now they prey upon us.
We can’t excommunicate “Catholic” governors who declare killing sprees. We also can’t get Republicans to defund the group that does most of the killing. But we can cower at the charge of the light-in-the-loafers brigade. Our rainbow-branded tyranny, for which not even critical-thinking lesbians are lesbian enough any more.
We are on the precipice of becoming the generation Reagan once warned us about: the generation sentenced to lament what it was once like in America when men were free. Check that; future generations won’t put up with us assuming someone’s gender like that, so never mind. (For more from the author of “Our Cultural Twilight Is Real and Spectacular — and Pathetic” please click HERE)