Once you realize the handmaids tale and 50 shades of grey are the same genre, the modern left starts to make sense.

If you actually were a trusted source for news, you’d probably still have your funding. You chose to appease partisans and deviants.

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Typical.

Let them howl. Let them gnash their teeth in the dark. I will not turn away. Not from beauty. Not ever.

They want to shame me.
Want to drag me down into their mire.
Make me avert my eyes from what is clean, what is sharp, what is beautiful.
I will not.

A bloated excuse for a human needs to hide their multiple chins behind a draped curtain of fabric in a profile picture so now we all have to suffer in an ugly world.

They're at it again. The low-lifes, crawling from their shadows, spitting venom at beauty. It doesn't have to be this way, but they choose it. They choose to fester.

The only difference is the stage. And the applause. This city… it's a sewer. And some men just can't resist wallowing in their own waste, calling it righteous.

He's no different than the derelict on the street, hands down his pants, lost in his own filth. Both seeking a pathetic release, both oblivious to the disgust they inspire.

The truth? It's public masturbation. Nothing more. He's parading his ego, stroking his own sense of self-importance for all to see. And we're supposed to applaud? Treat him with reverence?

No.

Another day bleeds into night. And with it, another man deludes himself. He does his little song and dance, holding his valiant sign, and at the end of it all, he tells himself he made a difference. He's a "good guy." He "took a stand."

It’s so easy to get testosterone or Semaglutide delivered to your door.

Yet here you are.

Gross