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Darwin Giggles
The post title is shamelessly stolen from a Sarah Hoyt post on Instapundit. In the style that Instapundit uses it is a commentary on a New York Post story, ‘Frustrated’ Young Women Trying To Get Sterilized After Overturning Of Roe. It perfectly encapsulates the energy behind our political struggles and the likely outcomes if Progressivism succeeds: We will all die and leave nothing behind.
There are multiple strains of Progressive strategy that tend in this direction:
- Environmentalism that treats human activity as a form of virus on the earth to be eradicated.
- Green energy that puts humanity, at a minimum, in an energy starved civilization and more likely suffering famine, pestilence, and warfare over scarce resources.
- Restraints on liberty that eliminate incentives foundational to healthy economies and thriving societies and that promote depression, drug use, and suicide.
- Central planning and control that ultimately fails to deliver for society and leads to rationing (at best) and widespread corruption and death.
- Displacement of a belief in G-d for a belief in Government that robs the individual of his/her non-removable status in the larger society and makes all individuals disposable at the whim of the powers that be.
Progressivism, to the extent it is not simply a malign strategy by evil persons to obtain and retain power, relies on people believing things that have never been and likely will never be. It appeals to the short term needs and desires and obscures how meeting those needs and desires robs one of a future.
The only way to resist the siren song is to speak truth and break the spell that Progressives cast on gullible individuals. “The Emperor has no clothes!” “Gravity doesn’t care that you want to fly” “Everything costs something; its only a question of who pays””Nature has created a binary reproductive scheme for humans””If its too good to be true, it isn’t””Success requires sacrifice””If you keep redefining words you end conversation and thinking” and so on and so forth.
Reality is. Wishing doesn’t make it so. Darwin giggles when you think you are exempt from natural law.
Published in General
I think the subheading for the article reads: “Experts claim procedure is wholly unnecessary in this case.”
Suggested editorial change to mimic the way they think: Nature–Mother Earth–has designed human animals such that they are never twenty feet tall and they have a binary reproductive system. It’s the way they evolved so that their species would survive. :)
I say do them all. Let the left succumb to childlessness.
Works for me if they will leave the rest of us alone.
Imagine there’s no children
It isn’t hard to do…
It is possible to live a fulfilling life, a life full of purpose and meaning, without children. I’ve known plenty of people who have; I know we have wonderful people here who don’t have children.
And it’s possible to live what I would consider a shallow, inconsequential life despite having children. I know a couple of folk who seem to be achieving that.
But it’s hard for me to imagine a culture and a world that is full of purpose and meaning that isn’t also full of optimism for the future — and full of the children who will live that future.
The anti-life movement seems to embody the foolish recklessness of youth in a particularly tragic way.
Gods of the Copybook Heading
As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.
We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word
would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome>.
With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had
Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these
beautiful things.
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual
peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would
cease.
And when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “Stick to the Devil
you know.”
On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “The Wages of Sin is Death.”
In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you don’t work you die.
Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew,
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four —
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.
As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began: —
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
If you would enjoy a hilariously-skewed take on the Green New Deal, I highly recommend “Apocalypse Cow,” the novella in “The Further Adventures of Tom Stranger, Interdimensional Insurance Agent” by Larry Correia, brilliantly performed by Adam Baldwin. It also explains a lot about Waffle House.
You can never repeat that enough.
Of course it’s all insane and yet many folks believe it, or go along because they’ve also been told how evil the Republicans are. The good news is that it will be ended by Democrats. The bad news is they’ll accomplish it only after they’ve destroyed the country. Destruction doesn’t even speculate on what the Chinese will do after they complete their control of Africa and South America which will be complete while Biden is still in his first and only term. They control Biden so we have to get rid of him as soon as possible. Yesterday wouldn’t be soon enough.