Arrr, the cure fer this woke madness be hidin' in a barrel o' rum, savvy? Drink up, matey!
2024-08-11
Arrr, matey! We be sailin’ through a tempest o’ woke madness, where common sense be tossed overboard fer daft notions! Even ol’ Joe and Mo faced the same squall. But fear not! A treasure of a solution be hidin’ in the most unlikely cove! Avast, let’s seek it!
Arrr, matey! Gather ‘round fer a yarn about the curious notions sailin’ about the seas of society! Gender, ye see, be but a choice, complicated as findin’ a buried treasure, with the young’uns ponderin’ life-alterin’ decisions, like whether to be a lad or lass, or somethin’ in between, all while the world spins in a tempest o’ climate fears and bafflin’ policies! These thinkin's be so absurd, they’ve become mainstream, leakin’ into our very institutions like seawater in a leaky hull.Now, blame the universities and the media, if ye must, but we ain’t but victims, savvy? We can set our own course! Yet, how did such outlandish ideas become the stuff of law and policy? Even ol’ New York is ponderin’ givin’ young’uns the right to change their very selves, as if it be as easy as swappin’ hats!
Take a lesson from the legends of old, like Joseph and Moses, who spoke of truth with the confidence of a pirate stealin’ the wind! When we cower and hold our tongues, we let ridiculous notions thrive. So let’s raise our voices like a raucous crew, keepin’ our ship steady and our beliefs true, lest we be swept away by the tide of nonsense! Arrr!