The Transgender Endgame
“The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.”
Recently, for what must have been the twenty-somethingth time, I picked up my dogeared old copy of George Orwell’s 1984 intending to skim a particular passage, only to return it to my bookshelf several hours later, still reeling from its final, most impactful line.
I am far from alone in having such a relationship with the novel, and yet, even among similarly devoted readers, I can sense attentions beginning to wane. After all, no matter how eloquently 1984 articulates the hell of totalitarianism as well as the degradations suffered beneath it, if you have stumbled across this article from sites like Gab or MeWe, you’ve likely scrolled through just about all the Orwell quotes you can handle. So frequently are these applied to our current situation that, by all objective measure, they should have long ago devolved into unrepeatable cliché, each rereading instead flowing with a bleak and terrible prescience.
During my latest, one passage in particular struck me:
“He [protagonist, Winston Smith] picked up the children's history book and looked at the portrait of Big Brother which formed its frontispiece. The hypnotic eyes gazed into his own. It was as though some huge force were pressing down upon you -- something that penetrated inside your skull, battering against your brain, frightening you out of your beliefs, persuading you, almost, to deny the evidence of your senses. In the end the Party would announce that two and two made five, and you would have to believe it. It was inevitable that they should make that claim sooner or later: the logic of their position demanded it. Not merely the validity of experience, but the very existence of external reality, was tacitly denied by their philosophy. The heresy of heresies was common sense.”
It is not the first time this mathematical equation, both the flawed and corrected version, has provided writers and philosophers a jumping-off point from which to consider the nature of reality, Dostoyevsky, Zamyatin, and Balzac all employing it in their musings on the malleability and even the desirability of objective truth. Within the western literary tradition, however, it is Orwell who has ensured that ‘two plus two equals five’ constitutes a code for surrender at the hands of an irrational, bullying authority.
And in today’s post-scamdemic world, there are no shortage of these irrational, bullying authorities. Over the course of the last two years, now mercifully (if temporarily) receded, our civilization has been suffocated beneath a barrage of health edicts - edicts which, for great swathes of the public, came to represent a kind of substitute morality.
Needless to say, it would be easy to bemoan the mindlessness of mask mandates or the callous voodoo of social distancing. It would be even easier to reiterate the suicidality of lockdowns or the warped logic of stunting our children, yet neither should it be forgotten how, back before the Covid hoax began, American leftists, both the devout and de facto, were already well practiced in digesting vast quantities of manifest bullshit. In everything from crime statistics to sixth-grade biology, these self-anointed rationalists not only repeatedly fell for the most obvious falsehoods, but actually became their most rigorous enforcers – no falsehood more obvious or rigorously enforced than the cult of corporate transgenderism.
Now, I’m going to go out on a limb here, and assume that most readers who’ve stuck with me after the preceding paragraph are likely familiar with the name Klaus Schwab. Together with spawn of his World Economic Forum leadership program, he has infiltrated and ultimately subverted untold numbers of governments, corporations, and banking institutions; news outlets, education systems, and religious hierarchies, all while managing to remain all but unknown.
For all Schwab’s unspoken influence, what is more disturbing still, is the fact that he is but a single tentacle in a vast network of global elites. And these assholes have been around forever. When once they subjugated mankind with hunger and workhouses, now they seek to do it through decadence and digital IDs, the old pacifiers of mead and public hangings replaced with porn, video games, and channel after channel of narrative-compounding brainrot. For the most part, the cabal no longer even rely on jackbooted thugs anymore. The prison they have constructed is an entirely internal one, a state of psychological serfdom maintained by forcing subjects to cover their faces and follow arrows around a supermarket; by desiccating their heritage and by destroying their livelihoods; by mocking their suffering and finally, by getting them to repeat, despite the squealing protest in their bones, the lie that this 6’1” brick shithouse is in fact, a woman:
The impact of being compelled to knowingly utter such an absurdity cannot be overstated. To Orwell’s doomed protagonist, the statement that two plus two equals four was both a mathematical truism and a bold declaration that truth exists outside the diktats of the Party. He knew that if Big Brother was ever to make him not just say the answer was five, but to sincerely believe it, then they would, in essence, have commandeered the authority to interpret the evidence of his senses: itself, the final, inescapable enslavement.
There hardly seems any need to draw any parallels with transgenderism. As absurdities go, the interchangeability of the sexes is every bit as egregious as the claim that two plus two equals five. Indeed, to men such as Klaus Schwab, both serve very much the same function.
But while a couple years of college indoctrination and few sympathetic Elliot Page Hulu specials might be enough to convert the most suggestible segments of society to the Holy Doctrine of Transgenderism, the truth is, for an overwhelming majority, this will never amount to anything more than lip service. Not that such cowardice isn’t troubling - it unquestionably is. What it does show, however, is that the shift in zeitgeist Schwab and his globalists collaborators are looking to precipitate, is simply too radical, too offensive to our current sensibilities, to ever be made palatable within the course of just a single generation.
What you will see in the video above (aside from unbridled narcissism) are millennials, the first generation to be fully submerged in leftist dogma, reentering the classroom as teachers. In the most explicit sense, this is the globohomo worldview beginning to self-replicate – legions of blue haired, dildo-wielding zealots instructing society’s most impressionable that biological gender is not merely illusionary, but worthy of strict and immediate censure.
Worse still, the poor little bastards don’t even get a break when the school bell rings. In the days since Governor Ron De Santis signed Florida’s anti-groomer bill – a bill which, for all the leftist hysteria, forbids nothing more than degenerate narcissists sharing details of their sex lives with kindergarteners – we have seen the entire corporate establishment trot out their predictable, buzzword-laden opposition, Disney by far the most vocal. For a company whose very product is the magic and innocence of childhood, the adoption of an openly pro-pedophile stance might seem, to put it mildly, like a less than advisable PR move. It seems borderline psychotic when you factor in their apparently pervert-friendly hiring practices and all the weird pedo symbology in their movies, not to mention the fact that ABC, itself a Disney-owned company, was instrumental in crushing coverage of the Jeffery Epstein scandal.
Alone, any of these issues should be sufficient to leave any parent spitting blood, and yet, it was only when a zoom call was recently leaked to the public, showing high-level Disney executives gleefully discussing how they injected LGBT ideology into their programming, that the extent of the groomer problem became indisputable.
Sickening as it is to watch these whackjobs devise ways of unlocking your five year old’s inner pansexual, what none of them recognize – or, at least, do not seem to care about – is that they are but foot soldiers in a far wider, even more insidious agenda.
By this point, I hardly think it necessary to convince anyone of the veracity of The Great Reset. If you’re anything like me, you’ve likely ruined more than a few family dinners warning as much. There can be few things more frustrating than trying to alert an inattentive audience to the approach of an invisible oblivion, let alone one they are so disinclined from seeing, and yet more infuriating still, is that if these people would only unplug from the corporate propaganda mill for long enough, they would realize that its contours soon become obvious.
To distinguish them, one need only note that which provokes the angriest response. Over the last few years, many readers will no doubt have found themselves, as your humble narrator most assuredly has, being hit with the accusation of “anti-vaxxer.” Prior to that, “climate change denier” was the charge most commonly levelled at those who dared question the proclamation of scientism, a potpourri of “racist,” “misogynist,” and “homophobe” sprinkled liberally throughout. Naturally, these terms were never intended as genuine descriptors. They exist purely as pejoratives - pejoratives which, both on the face of it and in the minds of their progressive utterer, represent a spirited defense of rationality as well as their usual smorgasbord of historically marginalized vanity projects.
This, suffice to say, is nothing more than window dressing. In fact, whenever you consider the observable consequences of leftist hysteria, rather than their professed motivations, it is clear that what these useful idiots are instead safeguarding, with all their establishment-funded activism and police-protected riots, are the justifications that will use first to implement and then lock civilization into, the horrors of a social credit system.
Transgenderism’s role in this system is perhaps darkest of all. After all, while Warren Buffett may give generously to charities such as the Arcus and NoVo Foundations, and while George Soros might spend millions pumping LGBT talking points all over Netflix, few could really believe that a bunch of castrated college grads is the cabal’s end goal.
In a sense, it’s a goal that’s remained largely unchanged. Throughout history, tyrants of all stripes have sought to blur the line between male and female, weakening the family unit and therefore shifting the job of childrearing toward the state. But although Pol Pot and Chairman Mao might have forced their subjects to have the same unisex haircut or to wear the same formless jumpsuits, our leaders now have (or at least, are on the verge of developing) technology that could chip away the biological underpinnings of man and woman. In much the same way Covid has been used to force digital IDs upon the population, and how the alleged threat from climate change will be used to warrant further limitations on our movement, it is my contention, alongside the contention of many others, that far from the latest frontier in civil rights, the relentless exaltation of transgenderism and all its attendant insanities is designed to inch society, both psychologically and technologically, toward a transhumanist future.
As for what this future might look like, that really seems like an issue for another time. To limit such a sprawling topic to a single paragraph is likely to prove not just inadequate, but risk undermining everything I have written so far. To toss out concepts like technologically augmented humans, gene editing, or minds uploaded to the cloud is to plant one’s flag squarely within the language of science fiction, and thus, outside the limits of what most have been conditioned to consider feasible.
Not that such modest horizons should be considered the limit to anything. They were certainly never deemed so by men such as Bill Gates, Mark Zuckerberg, Larry Ellison or Elon Musk. To listen to what these individuals say, outside their carefully constructed press releases, is to discover that, far from naval-gazing abstractions and ultramodern pipedreams, the foundations of transhumanism are not only possible, but in many cases, are already firmly in place.
Mercifully, mankind’s fate is not yet sealed. In the final stages of 1984, when Winston is imprisoned at the Ministry of Love, he is once more presented with the equation scribbled in his forbidden diary, his own teacher-torturer O’Brien, holding up four fingers, demanding Winston see five.
To a very great degree, it feels as though we are all in much the same position. Instead of fingers, however, our own interrogator has presented us a photograph, perhaps of Cailyn Jenner and Rachel Levine, insisting that our brain observe, not a dude in high heels and make-up, but rather the perfect embodiment of the feminine mystique. It may seem easy to go along with this ostensibly harmless falsehood. It is certainly tempting to assume that, sooner or later, braver individuals than ourselves will slap society out of its psychosis.
This is a dangerous complacency. So long and so far has modernity lead western civilization into the darkness of absolute relativism that, if we are ever to make our way back to something resembling sanity, then it will require humanity as a whole to assert, confidently and unapologetically - without caveat or fear of reprisal - the controversial, self-evident truth that man is man, woman is woman, and that two plus two equals four.
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