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Objective reality has now become offensive in dysfunctional culture

By David McElroy · September 30, 2021

Evan Bialosuknia is a 17-year-old boy who’s a senior at Olympia High School in Orlando, Fla. Those are objective facts.

But Evan has decided he’s really a girl, so you’ll be called a bigot if you point out he’s a guy. This is the insanity of the philosophy behind the far left in this culture today. Objective truth has become offensive to the shrieking banshees who control what you’re allowed to say.

Evan has been elected homecoming queen for his high school. Who you read the flood of media accounts, this is being celebrated as a historic milestone for “transgender” students. All the stories even refer to Evan as “she” and “her.”

This isn’t because it represents reality. It’s because intellectual bullies have made up bizarre new rules for others to follow — and those who don’t agree are accused of hate and bigotry.

Our culture is so dysfunctional that simple objective facts are considered hate.

I don’t hate this boy, but I do know that he’s a boy, not a girl.

He has every right to pretend he’s a girl. He can dress like a typical girl. He can also act in ways that are more typical of a girl. He can take female hormones to cause himself to grow breasts if he wants. He can even have his penis cut off, which many doctors are eager to do for such children.

But he can’t make me pretend he’s a girl.

And the people who are so eager to pretend he’s a girl — and who are eager to force the rest of us to go along with this delusion — can’t make me responsible for the hate they are making up in their own minds.

It’s not just this one issue, of course. Across a wide range of subjects, elements of the far left are insisting that we deny objective reality and bow to their whims. New rules are invented on the fly all the time.

After an Oregon football player showboated during a game Saturday — and had his team penalized for unsportsmanlike conduct — Coach Mario Cristobal yelled at the player for his selfish actions hurting the team. We’ve seen this a million times and most of us understand a coach demanding a player put the team first.

But an ESPN commentator was offended. Why? Because the coach was yelling at a black player. The offended black commentator tweeted a complaint.

“…[T]he image of a 51 year old White man berating a young Black man so publicly rubs a lot of us the wrong way,” ESPN’s Rod Gilmore wrote. “Especially w/all the racial injustice. Bad optics. U can deliver the lesson w/o flexing your power & control. It did not make Black parents I know happy.”

So the new unwritten rule — according to this social justice warrior — is that a white coach isn’t allowed to treat a black player in the same way he would treat a white player.

And if anybody is keeping score, Cristobal is actually the Hispanic son of Cuban immigrants to this country. Does that give him extra “social justice points” that allow him to yell at anybody? I’m not sure what the rules are.

If you’re not afraid of falling afoul of this new leftist behavior code, you should be. Last year at UCLA, a professor had the nerve to insist that he was going to treat all of his students the same — so he was suspended.

In the wake of the Minneapolis riots after the death of George Floyd, a student emailed instructor Gordon Klein and suggested that black students should be given special consideration in their grades. The student suggested to Klein that black students had suffered from trauma as a result of the events related to King and the resulting protests, so they should be treated differently.

The student wanted black students to be given a “no-harm” final, meaning if they did well, it could raise their grades, but it wouldn’t count against them if they did poorly. He wanted black students graded on a curve and he wanted other special treatment for them.

In his emailed response, Klein rejected the idea and pointed out that he wouldn’t even know who’s black and who’s not, because it’s an online course and he’s not given racial information. He indignantly explained that he was going to treat all students the same way and explained why it should be that way.

UCLA suspended Klein — and it’s never been clear why. The school couldn’t fault him for anything he objectively did wrong, so he was accused of taking the wrong tone. Or something.

Klein is now suing UCLA for damaging his reputation.

We are in the middle of a dysfunctional culture falling apart. We’re being torn to bits by insane groups of people — some on the right and some on the left — who are full of hatred and who desperately want to control everybody else.

The political left is most dangerous right now, though, simply because they are the mob that has been slowing winning the battle to control academia and culture for decades. They are winning by controlling education.

They’re brainwashing each new generation with toxic ideas. I’m far more afraid of these people than I am of the pathetic clowns who attacked the U.S. Capitol in early January. What the Capitol attackers did was scary and stupid, but it doesn’t have the long-term impact that the far left has had for decades.

For years, the left claimed they stood for tolerance. The culture now tolerates pretty much anything that the left insists we tolerate. But that’s not what they really wanted.

They didn’t want tolerance. They wanted obedience — to whatever ideas, norms and beliefs they dictated. They wanted to control what people say and what they think. Now they even want to control the tone you use.

The social justice warriors of the left don’t want discussion. They don’t want dialogue. They just want compliance. The far left has become what they always accused the far right of wanting to become.

This sort of “thought control” is dangerous, no matter which group it comes from. I don’t hate anybody, but I refuse to obey people who demand that I deny objective reality.

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