Jumbo Tittied Teacher Hero
Waking Up the Walking Dead
I have to cheer the amazing Ontario high school teacher, whose distinctively bodacious image is making the rounds, and who is doing more to raise awareness about the distortions and dangers of the gender identity movement than anyone else in this particular cultural moment.
I shared his story yesterday, with pictures: a heavily made up dude, in pantyhose and a miniskirt, wig and womanface, along with his cartoonishly, absurdly, horrifically massive prosthetic breasts (nipples erect) showing up in a Canadian classroom to *instruct children* in woodworking class.
Honestly, this guy deserves an award for bringing such immediate recognition to the fact that “trans-womanhood” is clearly a sexual fetish, and a form of both profound misogyny, and internalized voyeurism; a way of forcing the public (and often specifically kids—see the thousands of articles celebrating “drag queen story time”) into unwittingly participating in their sexual fetish in the name of progressivism.
The sexual fetish in this case (and in the case of all males performing the pantomime of feminized trans identification), is autogynephilia—- a paraphilia defined by deriving sexual titillation and arousal from the idea of one’s male self as a woman, most often confirmed (or weighed down) by the most highly sexually coded and stereotypically vulnerable accoutrements of womanhood—precarious heels, restrictive clothing, and almost ubiquitously, breasts.
In this instance though, we are faced with the most outsized, bulbous, ponderous, and psychotically, ludicrously enormous fake breasts.
Nevermind that for the women who have naturallyvery large breasts that aren’t made of plastic, the experience is distinctly non-sexual—even alienating: chronic back pain, awkwardness, difficulty participating in sports, even challenges breastfeeding their babies (which, believe it or not, is the biological purpose of our mammary glands) not to mention a lifetime of having to tolerate lewd remarks from pornsick men.
Every woman I have ever known with very large breasts, has experienced them as a physical burden, but maybe even moreso a social burden—so much so that many such women seek out breast reduction surgery.
Thanks to the stunning courage of this jumbo tittied warrior for social change however, his story has garnered near universal outrage, not least because apparently, the kids in his “industrial arts” program, have reported feeling “very uncomfortable” with teacher man’s appearance. But on account of Canada’s utter descent into the progressive abyss of the postmodern transhumanist agenda, dude is *absolutely within his legal and social right* to play out his sordid little fantasy using Canada’s schoolchildren as props.
I showed a couple of the images of this so-called “teacher” to my own almost 14-year old, and he—a very genuinely decent and intelligent young-person—turned his head away in disgust and said
“I don’t want to see that. It looks like what I would imagine the precursor to some horrible porn show might look like.” Yes.
Yet given legislative bills like c-16 in Canada, which was passed in June 2017, and which (totally absurdly) made “gender identity”, a distinctive “right” unto itself over and above the (admittedly meaningless) charter of rights and freedoms, this guy has every legal right to persist in instrumentalizing his position of power to validate his sexualized delusions.
This is, of course, the overall objective of the “woke” agenda and all the laws that enable its incendiary advancement.
While most thinking people know that “gender identity” is meaningless, self-described, and tautological in its entirety, bill c-16 negates all logic, and in addition to enshrining into law the fatuous idea that it is effectively a structural entitlement for me to proclaim myself a man (or a baked potato?) and be supported legally and relationally in that claim, bill c-16 is also responsible for erasing an entire country’s capacity to gather accurate statistics on male violence against women (be-penised individuals are now routinely called “women”, accused and found guilty of rape, and sentenced to jail…in women’s prisons).
In 2016 and 2017, activists like myself and numerous other feminists (including Meghan Murphy who wrote and published extensively on this nonsense, and who travelled to Ottawa to share her objections to the bill in parliament) went out of our way to raise awareness of the social and political perils of such an ill-advised, anti-intellectual, dangerous, and frankly retarded motion, only to be met with the shrill protests of those who would rather sacrifice the well-being of our generation of young people than be labeled “hateful” by those who hate themselves, and humanity.
Bill c-16 of course passed. But that was before Rona, and before I really “got it”—that this whole mess, this entire charade, is deliberately pushing the world towards the same technocratic apotheosis, which also means we are all free to realize, at any moment, that we simply don’t have to play.
Yes, in one version of reality, freaks can brazenly proclaim their sexual proclivities and enact their predilections in plain sight, and the population remains muzzled, having willingly voted themselves into a corner, happy to throw the well-being of their youth under the bus in the name of neoliberal fantasy.
But there’s another version that more and more people are embracing: saying the quiet part out loud.
Naming these transparent travesties for what they are.
Guys: the emperor is naked.
He ordered his embarrassingly voluptuous bazookas online.
When enough of us speak out, remove our kids from his presence, take our kids out of the schools of indoctrination, and step outside the patrix, the house of cards falls apart.
PS: it’s not the size of the fake breasts that delineates a sexual predator from a “real transsexual”, it’s the belief itself that one can “be a woman” simply via internal “feeling” or “belief”, that separates the sane from the walking dead. All you emperors of delusion are naked in your narcissism, and exposed in your terrible, demonic disavowal of your own potential masculine majesty.
You have repudiated your power in every way, to make yourselves tools of the empire—of the death cult itself.
And it’s pathetic.
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