The dictionary provides us with a concise definition of anti-Semitism as ‘hostility and prejudice against Jews’. The International Holocaust Remembrance Alliance – an inter-governmental organisation set up some years ago to focus on issues related to the Jewish holocaust – provides a comprehensive list of examples. The mention of George Soros’ name and objecting to any of his political and philanthropic activities doesn’t feature in that list of examples.
Catholic journalist and commentator, Caroline Farrow – about whom I have written one post already, on the occasion of her being sued by the notorious transgender litigant, Stephanie Hayden – is the latest to be defamed in this manner.
Her accuser is none other than the repugnant and obsessed James Billingham, about whom I have also blogged previously. In this instance, Billingham uses his sock-puppet, @TheOnlySprout, to tweet a screenshot of a Facebook post by Caroline promoting a CitizenGo petition, which was launched after an article written by Soros himself in the New York Times: Mark Zuckerberg Should Not Be in Control of Facebook.
Magdalen died today.
Three weeks ago, on 21st August, after months of wondering how she was, we finally heard that all hope was lost. That was the day we knew that most of us would never see her in the flesh again, we’d never hear another passionate, spontaneous oratory from her at a public meeting, never again get rat-arsed with her in the pub afterwards. We would never watch another of her extraordinary, brilliant, sometimes brutal and often hilarious videos except, perhaps, the last one – the one we were tantalisingly told was in the pipeline.
This line, which manages to be both unusually honest and typically disdainful at the same time, occurs two minutes into a video by a popular transgender youtuber called Natalie Wynn, better known as ContraPoints. The video is entitled Gender Critical and, at the time of writing, it has had close to a million and a half views and attracted 90k ‘likes’.
Like most videos produced by trans activists, I wouldn’t be giving it the time of day were it not for the fact that I’ve seen it promoted left, right and centre on social media by people who obviously think it’s good and, in a perverse way, it is. Clearly, a lot of time, work, skill and creativity went into its production. Most importantly, the arguments are presented in such a way as to sound convincing even to some who would probably claim to be scientific sceptics but who, for some reason, leave their scepticism to one side when it comes to pseudo-scientific and regressive transgender ideology.
The fact that I see the video being promoted by people who should know better, means that I have to take a closer look at the content to see what I can learn and what I can pass on to people who, like me, find Wynn’s persona and style rather irritating but who, unlike me, aren’t willing to spend time studying the transcript, which I’ve copied here.
Having done that, I’ve decided that there is too much to respond to for one blog so I’ll focus on one thing for now:
But even as we grasp at victory, there’s a cancer, an evil tumour growing, spreading in our midst.
Shout it! SHOUT! Shout out his her name!
The title of this blog is inspired by a short piece entitled, J.K. Rowling Has Been Following Anti-Trans Activists and We Need an Explanation, written by one Alysia Stevenson who, “when she’s not writing, you can find her watching beauty tutorials on Youtube or Parks and Rec for the millionth time.”
An article by someone who, with all due respect (i.e. none at all), is a total no-mark in the world of journalism on trans-related topics, wouldn’t be worth commenting on, were it not for what it tells us about how someone who appears to be a typical trans ally ‘thinks’ (for want of a better word).
The article appears as a news item (seriously!) on an unbelievably crappy website called Femestelle.com. The ‘we’ who supposedly ‘need’ this explanation are, of course, the dim-witted despots of the trans cult who, just when I think they couldn’t get any more narcissistic, step up to the crease and prove me wrong.