Once you have listened to the podcast offered in our previous post — a thoughtful and informative discussion of complex topics by two thoroughly civilized adults — I invite you, for perspective, to watch this video by the latest champion of our dying society’s hegemonic cryptoreligion. I refer to that grimacing ectomorph, Bill Nye, who seems suddenly to be everywhere — and who presumes, along with the equally insufferable mediocrity Neil DeGrasse Tyson, to lecture the rest of us about “science” (lectures that seem always to be more like what used, in my day, to be called “propaganda”, or sometimes just “rubbish”).
Look at this astonishing video, which consists of a bulky middle-aged woman warbling about her enthusiasm for every imaginable variety of sexual perversion, while squatting and waddling about the stage in a leotard. Read the song’s lyrics, helpfully captioned for the hearing-impaired. (I understand that they are by Mr. Nye himself.) Learn all about this graceless woman’s insatiable vagina, and about the cultural and spiritual importance of “butt stuff”.
Watch it all, if you can. Reflect on the fact that in the eyes of the mandarins who shape our popular culture, this man — this gangling scarecrow from Hell — is a suitable choice for the instruction and moral guidance of our children, while men like Charles Murray are reviled in our nation’s press and the halls of our academies, and are physically assaulted when they dare to speak in public.
Watch this video and ask yourself how on earth any high culture could possibly have sunk so low in such short years. Think of all that we have squandered and lost. Think of what it means for your children, and theirs.
And yes, by all means, please feel free to burn with rage.
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Nye did not write a song about perversion being better than bagels, he’s just kissing the ring, or rather star of david.
Honestly I get as worked up about this as I do reading about one muslim committing some atrocity on another muslim.
These people might as well be from a different planet. All it does it reinforce my commitment to isolate myself from their savagery and/or gibbering madness as completely as possible. With force if necessary.
guy,
I understand the wish simply to withdraw, but that leaves them living in, and continuing to despoil, all the territory they’ve conquered – territory that used to be our home. I’m not sure I just want to lie down.
Of course, it’s probably far too late. But I find it hard simply to acquiesce.
Burn with rage? I am on low boil for now. Between this and the over confident Brown shirt actions of campus lefties and coward administrators…time is coming for a real confrontation somewhere. I can tell Guy that at the end of tolerance, the Left will take casualties. Experience tells me that for all their “total war” bluster, they don’t deal well with casualties.
If the internet is to be trusted, Bill Nye is now 61 years old. I frequently subject myself to a mental exercise of questioning what I know and what I believe, and when I came to know or believe it. When I see a man of Bill Nye’s age and background I often wonder when they came to believe what they proclaim to believe, and how they came to believe it. In Nye’s case I am skeptical that his beliefs are long-held or based on principles that he has held developed through deliberative self reflection.
I think that it has been noted here that the Left suffers from a notoriously short memory. I think that this holds for both the institution and its adherents. Does anyone believe that Nye held these beliefs at 28, 35 or even 40 years of age? I don’t think so, and I don’t fault someone for evolving, as they say, in their beliefs. But these questions get at the core of who we are as humans. Publicly held beliefs today are not evolutions of beliefs commonly held on the Left of yesteryear; they represent a clear break from all but the most extreme positions of the past. It is the most grotesque of intellectual compromise as it is the handmaiden to an “evolution” of morality devoid of thought.
They’re not aiming this show at real children, just at infantilized thirty-year-olds who watched Mr. Nye as kids from ’93 to ’98. Hey, I liked his show too when I was ten, but nothing about it would suggest the man is qualified to “Save the World”. He’s an ex-engineer with a corny sense of humour, not the Messiah. (Indeed, his frenetically-edited former program is almost unwatchable as an adult with an attention span longer than that of a brain-damaged goldfish). Like the recent $100 million “Power Rangers” bomb, entertainment companies are trying to cash in on us ’80s and ’90s babies who finally have some money to spend on nostalgia for the retarded crap we watched as kids. Since we have all been marinated in self-congratulatory Political Correctness since grammar school, naturally they throw lots of ham-fisted preaching into what is basically the Millennial equivalent of “Happy Days”.
Did Baby Boomers ever treat the silly pop-culture ephemera of their youth with the same quasi-religious reverence that my fellow Millennials have for theirs? I never heard of anybody ever mistaking Don “Mr. Wizard” Herbert for a High Priest offering salvation to the world, but perhaps it was too long before my time. Maybe it is because, unlike most Boomers, many Millennials weren’t raised with even a nominal religious affiliation. Given nothing to revere, is it surprising someone might turn “Harry Potter” into Holy Scripture?