I guess this means we’re not going to bereave women! Or maybe we were supposed to conceive women…or Tel-Aviv women. It’s something like this, I’m certain. The point being that today’s apparent Kavanaugh victory marks a bitter pause not only for budding bolsheviks, but for the entire concept of Society by Slogan.
Of course bereave women! was always simply an expedient to scuttle a mildly conservative Supreme Court nominee. Though being merely an expedient in no way diminishes its capacity to destroy. After all, “diversity” was just a rhetorical expedient concocted by justice Lewis Powell in 1978. Now it’s a national religion. Never underestimate the metastization power of terminology.
Because it is not to be underestimated, we should remain vocal about a few slightly problematic features of this dogma. Primarily in that it is less a rational thesis for social order than it is a prayer. There is no doubt the Aztecs bereaved Tezcatlipoca! just as fervently as any modern male feminist now worships the women he is just as likely to have sex with. And because it is a prayer more than a position on mortal law or politics, it is just as much a prayer for chaos and tyranny.
That is because unfortunately vaginas don’t convert human beings into saints any more than the soil in Minneapolis converts rapacious East Africans into industrious Scandis. That means many women, just like men, will lie when they find advantage in doing so. And those who expect uncritical belief will find a great deal of advantage in it. If enough people are foolish enough to meet those expectations, we have a very catty civilizational collapse awaiting.
Since incentives do work, we can always count on having more of what generates high yield social status. And right now nothing produces more output than pronouncing I’m a survivor! The mere act of self-proclamation now coats the speaker in a moral Teflon that displays quite profound social properties. Specifically, it compels deference from opponents while simultaneously shielding the speaker from their retaliatory rebukes.
Much as a man in makeup, if you identify as an assault victim then you are an assault victim, and DON’T YOU DARE TRY TO SILENCE A SURVIVOR! As any moderately perceptive marsupial could have predicted, this process of conspicuous self-sacralization has produced a near hourly public disgorgement of “survivors.”
I imagine this will ultimately prove about as healthy for the nation as Powell’s reeling up a surprised and blinking diversity on the end of his hook. But for now, at least, it appears liberal women will have to also survive the grim impregnation and carbon output machinery of Justice Brett Kavanaugh.