A Window into the Derangement

I have an old friend who happens to be gay. I italicize the word because it is incidental to me and to our friendship. He knows I don’t care. And he doesn’t bring it up. And that’s why I don’t care.

Because why would I?

Anyhow,  I got a text from him the morning after the Orange Man Bad won bigly. It read as follows:

If you don’t understand why your gay friend is scared right now then you don’t have a gay friend. You know a gay person.

Scared right now? Of what, exactly? I asked my gay friend – and he was unable to answer with any specifics. The fear seems to be – to crib a line from Franklin Roosevelt – fear, itself. Like the fear of “COVID.”

In other words, the fear of nothing at all.

Most of the people who voted for the Bad Orange Man did not vote for him because they want gay people hounded. They want the chaos ended. They want adult sexual provocateurs  – these are styled “drag queens” – kept out of schools and away from minor children. They voted to not be hounded by mentally ill people who think of themselves as plural – they/them – rather than he or she. Most do not give a damn whether a grown man wants to dress like a woman and pretend to be a woman. They voted to not be hectored to consider them actually women. They voted to get them out of women’s dressing and locker rooms; out of women’s sports.

Is any of that “scary”?

I asked my friend for answers. He had none. Rather, he had none that were rational, grounded in fact. What he did have was a lot of fear about what Trump might do.

What the Orang Man actually does seems not to matter to people such as my friend. He – like many on the other side – is terrified that Trump will assume dictatorial power. I reminded him that Trump was president already and did no such thing then – even during the “COVID” freak out, when he probably could have and probably would have gotten away with it. And when it might have been right – as to counteract the unlawful edicts of the state-level Gesundheitsfuhrers who turned the country into a dictatorship – in the name of “health” and “safety.”

It doesn’t register.

I asked him whether he thought it was sane to have a mentally ill man – “Rachel” Levine – in a position of authority in the federal government. Specifically, in a position of power in the federal government pertaining to federal “health” policies. A man who openly urges puberty blockers and genital mutilation for kids, contrary to their parents’ wishes.

He had an answer for that one, which can be read as symptom of his own illness. My friend said that Levine ought to be judged capable or not according to whether “she” does the job and is qualified for it. I replied that a man who insists he is literally a woman because he changed his name, wears female clothes and affects female mannerisms is by definition someone who is mentally ill and the mentally ill are by definition not qualified. They ought to be treated.

Not appointed to positions of authority over the sane.

He did not like my rejoinder.

I pushed it a little farther.

There was a time, I said, when this whole gay thing wasn’t a problem because it wasn’t something straight people were expected to “celebrate.” Nor – as during the past several years – punished for not “celebrating.” I tried putting it another way: Straight people have never demanded that gay people “celebrate” heterosexuality. It has simply been accepted as normal for most people. Because it is normal to be heterosexual. Literally, as in by definition. Most people are not gay; ergo it is not normal to be gay. This does not necessarily mean that being gay is evil – though some say so. But it isn’t normal – and the pushing of abnormality as the “new normal” is what’s objected to.

Gays have – and ought to have – the right to arrange their personal lives in any way they wish. All adults have that right. But other adults have the right to decline to “celebrate” it.

Or have it proselytized to kids.

That used to be the norm. There have always been gay people – as long as there have been people – and most straight people didn’t give a damn, until some gays began making it everyone’s business by insisting on everyone else taking “pride” in their proclivities, which is both odd and pathologically narcissistic. We’re kind of shell-shocked by it a the moment but when you stop to think about it, what sort of person takes “pride” in their sexual interests publicly and often in a leering, provocatively confrontational way? How often do straight men wear banana thongs in public that show in outline every detail of their manhood – in the deliberate sight of little girls?

This – in its homosexual variant – is what many normal people voted against.

As opposed to this:

Gays you may not be safe. So, to be gay in America, much less trans, ‘cuz they’re obsessed with trans people, to be LGBT in America, is not gonna be a safe thing anymore. To be a woman in America will be less safe than it already is, so take care of each other.

So said the orange-haired comedian Kathy Griffin. The one who “beheaded” the Orange Man a couple of years go.

I tried to calm my friend down. I tried to tell him that he has nothing to fear from anyone I voted for Trump. I reminded him that I am still his friend – and not his enemy. I did not vote to harm him in any way. I wish him the same good fortune and happiness I hope for everyone.

But I’d like the government’s hand out of my pocket. I’d like the government to stop importing millions of people from strange foreign countries and planting them all over America with loaded up debit cards. I’d like a carton of eggs to cost what a carton of eggs cost four years ago. And I’d like “drag queens” to reserve their performances to gay men’s clubs rather than elementary schools and public libraries.

I asked what’s to be scared about any of that?

But he’d hung up the phone by then.

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