The New Moralists

I refuse to be browbeaten and pontificated to by lechers, clowns, human pustules, and cantankerous old windbags shouting their abortions and celebrating infanticide, and you should too. With each passing day I am perpetually in awe of how readily decent, law abiding, moral men and women in this country are made to feel shame by these new moralists, when they have no reason to feel shame.

This is doubly true when we start to dig a bit into the lives of these new moralists, these new paragons of all that is decent and wholesome, and see them for the absolute soulless ghouls that they are.

There are very few people in this world that make my stomach churn. Even if I disagree with someone politically, or even if they insist that Olive Garden is real Italian food, I can look past our differences, and still break bread with them, have a cordial conversation, and maybe even crack a joke or two.

I don’t go out of my way to be repulsed by people. Usually, I’ll find some redeeming quality, but there are always exceptions to the rule, and Barbara Streisand is one of those exceptions.

It’s not because her music is atrocious - which it is - that I am repulsed by Barbara Streisand. I am repulsed by this woman because not only is she morally bankrupt, she makes herself out to be morally superior to everyone else, and attempts to browbeat the little people whenever they disagree with her.

Well, Babs, the paragon of virtue and decency recently did an interview in which the topic of Michael Jackson and his proclivity to sodomize, rape, and otherwise sexually abuse minor children came up.

This, verbatim, was her reply: “His sexual needs were his sexual needs, coming from whatever childhood he has or whatever DNA he has. You can say ‘molested’ but those children, were thrilled to be there. They both married and they both have children, so it didn’t kill them.”

According to Saint Barbara, whatever Michael Jackson did to those boys didn’t kill them, so why dwell on it? You can say ‘molested’, you know, tomato, potato, but hey, they were thrilled to be there, so that made up for the nightmares and anal fissures.

This is who is attempting to talk down to you! This is who is attempting to get on a soapbox and belittle you for objecting to infanticide, or wholesale gun confiscation. These are the new moralists. Vapid, soulless, wretched pretend humans, who justify a pedophile and his having abused minor children simply because he invented the moonwalk, and because none of them committed suicide for having been abused.

So, Babs, would you have felt differently about it if one of these kids had hung themselves or slit their wrists? Would you have deemed it wrong then?

What’s the point of this little rant? Am I just trying to showcase the fact that Barbara Streisand is either wholly evil, or has lost her mind? No, the point of this rant is to get someone, anyone, to see these people for what they truly are, and to stop being cowed by them.

Stop falling for their false morality. Stop falling for their pearl clutching. Stop falling for their virtue signaling, and see them for what they are. Once you do, you may be disturbed, you may be horrified, you may be disgusted, but you will never again be cowed by their faux moralizing. 

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea Jr.