“The reason it is important to follow these stories is that if the last two decades have taught us anything, it is that things that are considered the far edge of the crazy fringe one day are immutable human rights the next.”
That’s Life Site News author and pro-life activist, Jonathon Van Maren. He’s framing a story about a man who says he’s a dog and uses transgenderism arguments to defend that.
Kaz James, a 37-year-old store manager from Salford, Greater Manchester, told the media that he has always felt “weird” and “never felt like a human,” and then realized in his teens that he is a puppy. That is, a young dog, in case that wasn’t clear. He eats his meals from a dog bowl, frequently barks at his friends, snacks on dog biscuits, carries things around in his mouth, and has thousands of pounds worth of rubber outfits, dog leashes, and other paraphernalia to assist in his transformation.
Kaz James was provided an environment in which he can make the case that he’s normal, and does just that.
James himself decided he must be a dog at age 17 when “the internet arrived in our house…I realised that my behaviours were quite dog-like in childhood, probably from the age of six. No-one ever talked about it, it was never mentioned.”
Notice the language that James is using here. Just like with the transgender movement, he talks about having feelings of disorientation early in life, and then describes finding his true identity. It might seem crazy, but our society has already accepted the basic premise of James’s argument: That biological reality doesn’t determine your identity, but how you feel.
James is not a dog. He’s not normal. But armed with the culture and a lexicon he can claim such and we’re supposed to accept that?
But wait, there’s more!
There are also the “otherkin,” who, like James, decide to live as other species. Then there are the “trans-aged,” who claim to be younger—it is always younger—than their actual age. There is one middle-aged father of a large family in Toronto, for example, who has decided to abandon his wife and children and live as a little girl with an equally delusional couple caring for him.
And people called the 70’s the ‘Me Decade.’
You can’t get much more “me” than I’m a different species deal with it. (Is anyone claiming to be something that has a hunting season? That could prove interesting.)
Or how about, I’m a boy, let me wrestle girls and show them my penis in “our” locker room, or I’ll fetch the Diversity police (who probably work for the government).
Perfectly normal for a culture gone off the rails.
It makes you wonder. Have we reached the far edge of the crazy fringe yet? I hate to say it but I don’t think we have.
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