Think Good Thunks

Many of these climate change crazy weather tips seem to be pretty ineffective or of limited use, but this one seems like an actual good idea to me.

One of the big reasons kids are claiming to be trans/non-binary is because they are trying to rebel against sexist stereotypes perpetuated by gender theory. But they don't know how to actually rebel against it and so instead end up trapped under said system.

Teen girls are told that they have to accept being glittery pink sex dolls because That's What a Woman Is.

Teen boys are told that they have to be disposable, invulnerable, super soldiers because That's What a Man is.

Proponents of Gender Theory frequently deny this, but that is the truth of what they think Female and Male mean.

To them, a woman is not a person with a vagina. It is lipstick and mini skirts and sexual objectification and plastic surgery and fashion trends and having the biggest boobs.

To them, a man is not a person with a penis. It is sportsball and trucks and mud and guns and dirt and steroids and being sexually dominant.

So faced with this worldview, most kids comply by either trying to live up to the impossible standards of their sex, or the impossible standards of the opposite sex depending on which of the two they feel most comfortable being reduced to.

The ones that go non-binary are closer to escaping this system, but the mistake of assuming that there must be a secret Special Gender that is better for them, instead of realizing that the very concept of gender is fundamentally broken and unethical.

I think, in the future, people are going to look back on this way if thinking with the same scorn and disgust and bafflement that we look back on the sexism and bigotry of past eras.

I don't mean like your parents and stuff, but like — I work in after school care, and I'm forever meeting five and six year olds who seem like the most incredible people on earth. Kids who painstakingly explain the rules of handball, kids who ask me to help them colour in, kids who feel really deeply wounded by a classmate's behaviour, just an endless stream of them.

Or like my friends' kids who I've babysat once or twice. A kid who played with me in a creek, a kid whose mannerisms are etched in my mind. Cousins' babies who I held for a while. Even just stranger's babies in shops who stare at me the way babies do.

One of my best friends has an online friend who's recently had a baby, and he tells me - someone who doesn't know the friend's name even - about that baby having their first bath. Because that's the kind of love and excitement that little children inspire.

None of these children will remember me.

And then she slept in my arms, resting on my chest, for two or three hours.

It was at least an hour before I even thought about doing something else. Holding a sleeping baby, it turns out, can be a completely absorbing activity, even if you have ADHD. (Baby also enjoys the inherent leg-bouncing that comes with the ADHD.)

Now I can't stop thinking about how when that kid is five or six she's gonna run into me at Christmas lunch or some such event and - even if I see her on every holiday between now and then - I will basically be a stranger to her. But to me she will have the starring role in a memory I'm gonna treasure probably forever.

I can't stop thinking about all the aunts and uncles and family friends and second cousins once removed that I was routinely introduced to at Christmas lunches or weddings or funerals, who would say "You're so tall! Has it been that long? You probably don't remember me haha."

"well offering euthanasia to people with disabilities who can't afford to live is–" eugenics. it's eugenics.

"why do disabled people have children? I mean they're just consigning them to this painful life–" eugenics <3

"but their quality of life is so reduced how can they justify bringing kids into–" ✨eugenics✨

"maybe medicine has advanced too far. I mean why are we keeping people with [insert condition here] alive when their quality of life–" EUGENICS