And it’s not a minor point, folks. This is the whole essence of liberalism that I discussed this summer in my reviews of Patrick Deneen’s book. Any limitations on the expressions of human desire are offensive and must be rejected. Laws of nature, religious constraints, environmental concerns, human physiology, and the very concept of objective truth fall under the assault of the angry “But I wanna!” emitted by an entitled liberal (aka consumer.)
The locus of God-like power has been displaced from being outside a human being (as in God or nature) towards the inside. This is why liberalism visits its the greatest destruction on religion and nature. They are the competition.
We don’t even question any more why we are supposed to greet with glee any subversion of the laws of nature and any rebellion against the constraints of biology.
I’m boycotting Bird Box because the plotline where a woman in her fifties gets pregnant by accident from a one-night stand is ridiculous and offensive to my sensibilities. Yes, it’s a sore point with me but I’m really over the unrealistic portrayal of female bodies where women eat mountains of junk food and remain extremely slender (like in Gilmore Girls) or defy laws of nature and easily get pregnant while in retirement homes.
I won’t be able to concentrate on plot or acting because all I’ll be thinking about is that you got to be 30 years younger than Bullock to get pregnant accidentally from a single sex act. I just looked it up. She was born in 1964! There are pyramids younger than this lady. It’s creepy.
When I said pot could make people violent, everybody protested. Turns out I was absolutely right.
And there is a piece on the same subject in The New Yorker.
I always thought, and now believe this more than ever, that the only reason Trudeau legalized pot in Canada is because he is an aggressive and unapologetic promoter of neoliberal globalization. People need to be stupidified into incoherence so that they don’t notice what he and his cronies are doing.
There is a boy called Holden Klara likes at school. They are always playing together, sitting next to each other at circle time, it’s beyond cute. Once they had a fight, and Klara played with another boy to punish Holden, so Holden beat up the poor boy. They were broken up for two days, and Klara was moody and impossible the whole time until they made up.
In the morning, she comes into the classroom, locates Holden, comes up to him, and stands there, pretending not to notice him. He sees her, lights up, and says, “Hello, Klara!” Klara pretends not to hear and starts gliding away from the boy. But she keeps glancing covertly over her shoulder to see if he’s following.
Every day she does this; it’s hilarious. I have no idea where she learned it. And she’s good. No matter how much fun Holden is having at whatever activity he’s doing when we come in, she manages to get him to follow her while she pretends not to care. I don’t know how such little kids learn all these things.