A long time ago, the now-defunct Chateau Heartiste Twatter, censored on trumped-up charges by an obese bluehair, contained within its trove of 140 character bits of wisdom a prophecy, if you will, that the legal sanctification of gay marriage would inevitably and assuredly lead to the decriminalization and eventual social acceptance of a satanic host of other abnormal arrangements, including polygamy, polyamory, bestiality, cuckoldry fetishism, and… yes… pedophilia.
(Searching for this prophetic tweet is now impossible, so you’ll have to take my word for it.)
Twatter readers, red pillers all of them, nevertheless could not accept the CH prediction of the eventuality of pedophilia as necessarily consequent from the social and legal embrace of the gay marriage trojan condom. Those other CH predictions of glorious cultural progress – polygamy, polyamory, bestiality, cuckoldry fetishism – seemed so much more plausible to them than that there would ever be a time when the people would become so depraved that twisted rationalizations for pedophilia come as easy to them as rationalizations for gay marriage come to them today.
I’m a pedophile, but not a monster.
I’m attracted to children but unwilling to act on it. Before judging me harshly, would you be willing to listen?
Another CH prophecy heralding the dawn of Shitlibistan coming true right before your eyes. No need to wait for this one, either. The right side of history operates on a compressed time schedule.
You have to be made of stern stuff to broach the topic of pedophilia —
true pedophilia, not that phony “pedophilia” of which dumbfuck disingenuous, aging hag fat feminists accuse straight men for the sin of possessing a normal healthy male sexuality and being attracted to adolescent women with the full suite of secondary sexual characterisitcs
— without surrendering to an automatic, and psychologically healthy, reflux disgorging the nature of the topic from your thought channels. We’re not going to discuss the neurobiological possibility of pedophilia — a possibility which may exist but if so merely warrants that “sufferers” are absconded to the icy wastelands with extreme prejudice so their urges can never be made corporeal — but instead prefer to focus on the leftoid reaction to the neurobiological possibility of pedophilia, which creates a powerful cognitive dissonance because the vile nature of pedophiles rubs against the two predominant moral senses of liberals: fairness and harm avoidance.
What is the sensitive, tolerant, open-minded, GoodWhite liberal to do? If pedophiles “can’t help it” — just like gays can’t help it — then is it not imperative that “society” (aka the CisWhite Privilege Zone) accept them for who they are, be more fair toward them, and reduce any discriminatory and exclusionary harm against them? But children can’t consent, right? Oh dear oh my this is a pickle, frets the shitlib. But if this is the pedophile’s nature and he is proud of who he is (just like fatties and trannies are rightly proud of who they are), asks the feminist, shouldn’t he have the right to be free of the patriarchy’s judgment?
The fretting is on full display in that Salon article’s comment section, where you can practically see the smoke coming out of all those liberals’ ears as one moral abstraction exercise after another fries their androgyne circuits, and their rationalization hamsters spin themselves into an oblivion of scattered tufts of fur.
What you are witnessing is the first tentative equalist leftoid incursion on the final Western cultural taboo. Most shitlibs aren’t quite ready to “go there” yet, but their pained and labyrinthine babble betrays a weakness within them to abandon this distinctly conservative moral objection against any form of pedophilia acceptance. Leftoids know, even if they won’t admit it now while the taboo is still powerful, that absent no-nonsense authority figures to stop them from indulging their worst instincts they will eventually find their way to pedophilia nonjudgmentalism.
The problem now for leftoids becomes, “Well, if we draw a judgmental line in the sand at pedophlia, that will open the discourse to drawing judgmental lines in the sand for a lot of other misfit paraphilias that we have championed for the past sixty or more years. Do we dare provide support for this last taboo and risk the edifice of our entire lost world crashing down upon us?”
And there we discover the leftoid’s underbelly: her nonjudgmentalism. What a caustic, deranged, demonic philosophy is nonjudgmentalism, that one day soon it will be put to the project of normalizing the vilest freaks in the human panoply. It is already underway: faggotry, obesity, ugliness, stupidity, sluttery, single mommery… even antipathy to racial self-preservation!… are being normalized from the center outward by the nonjudgmentalism anti-matter philosophy that motivates equalist leftoids.
Leftoids are toddlers in lumpy adult bodies. They throw tantrums over the stupidest shit, and if you cave to their demands just to make the noise stop they learn that throwing tantrums is a profitable way to get what they want. Like toddlers, leftoids need to be sternly admonished, and sometimes SPAKNED, into submission. Truth is, most leftoids have a secret inner submissive begging for a strong patriarchy to set strict boundaries on their behavior.
“I’m a pedophile, please hear my story.”
Brace yourselves, because the blowback to our emerging Weimerica is shaping up to be violently spectacular.
Speaking of gaypedofaces, this is totally unsurprising: The cucks at National Review have more sympathy and understanding for avowed pedophiles than they do for “white nationalists” and “nativists”.
Commenter GW reminds leftoids of the consequences of their chosen morality,
If a child can “choose” their gender, they can “consent” to sexual relations with an adult.
These kinds of obvious contradictions in leftoid thought should keep them twisted into pretzels trying to defend themselves, but unfortunately the leftoids’ authorized opposition is controlled and cucked and castrated, and so they will never be called out in the way they should. Except at this humble outpost, Chateau Heartiste. Where the calling out of leftoids is accompanied by a shiv sharp enough to vivisect their polluted ids.