Freaky Friday 3 — The Most Unkindest Cut of All…

Stupid stupid stupid girl…

 

She doesn’t know anything but what’s on the teleprompter.


We were talking about history in a previous post today. Here’s an irony so total that the ones who built this moral trap for themselves probably still won’t understand it. Today’s definition of being Progressive, I mean truly Progressive not with exceptions, are fully in favor of gender affirmation surgeries as early as late prepubescence. They are so certain of the righteousness of their position in the absolute sanctity of individual choice regarding gender decisions that they argue their opponents’ position is un-Christian. 

Where history has them by the short and curlies, so to speak. In actual as opposed to made-up history the decision to remove reproductive organs at prepubescence was born not of woke social engineering but of a Christian religious ideal in the 16th Century. Singers called Castrati were created surgically and became famous performers for Christian audiences.


Yes, the voice you hear is a castrato (synthetic)


Ironically, even SNL had aleady made this connection. One more chance to ridicule the taproot of Western Civilization.



Thing is, unlike us, they performed enough of these operations over a long enough period of time to experience the myriad anatomical side effects of their commitment to supernal music. Why the Church was ultimately forced to discover the deadly sin of pride in the mangling of so many lives…



Meanwhile, the musical technologists are still on the trail, looking for TG heroes in this tragic chapter of Renaissance hubris.



There’s even a movie about one of the more famous ones:



Now then. As long as people have been arguing, squawking, conspiring, lying, and litigating of late about the pro’s and con’s of genital mutilation surgeries on minor children, I haven’t seen any reference from any source about the existence of historical documentation of real catastrophic outcomes in the past. Does this strike anyone else as odd, freaky, unspeakably negligent?

Okay. Here’s something to wipe all the creepy voices out of your head and get on down the road toward a more salutary Saturday.




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