Lots of great comments this week but I want to highlight a comment from Dave on the article I wrote about the Australian gay marriage vote victory.
The sad part is of course, these guys will still wake up from their nights on Oxford Street and hate themselves. No amount of propaganda, no matter how many laws are passed, not even a 100% yes return would satisfy them. They know they are messed up, and this exercise in delusion just makes their mental problems all the more worse.
Homosexuals are indeed terribly messed up. Their unhappiness is deeply rooted and it only gets worse with the passing of the years. An example of this bitterness can be found in an article that Australia’s foremost transvestite Malcolm McGregor wrote in the Sydney Morning Herald against his old friend and long time supporter, Tony Abbott. Andrew Bolt has a nice take-down of the piece.
Bolt took particular exception to this paragraph:
The irony of hearing all the self-appointed Outsiders and Tribunes of the average person suddenly bleating that they are a vulnerable minority is exquisite. Welcome to my world. You have had your say. Now step out of the way.
Bitterness and self-hatred level of DEFCON 6. Keep in mind that this was written the day after the gay marriage vote came in. Nothing will satisfy these old faggots. The more that society gives them what they want, the greater their hatred.
The second part of Dave’s comment that I want to quote is the following:
For the rest of us, I have to say, going home to celebrate Christmas will feel so shallow and hollow, looking around at my countrymen with utter contempt. They’ll take the holidays of course, but not for a second consider what the celebration of Christmas is actually about, nor the blasphemy they willingly endorsed and promoted.
Today in Holland the good wife and I went to the grand public ceremony in the town center that saw the arrival of Sinterklaas and his attendants, the wonderful and colorful ‘Black Petes’. They came up the canal in an enormous boat, the horn blaring, and flags and streamers waving in the cold November air. Thousands of people were there to see his arrival. The boat halted and they disembarked to be greeted by an enormous crowd of families and children delirious with happiness. The ceremony and festivities lasted for over an hour and then Sinterklaas was paraded through the town on a white horse while the Black Petes scattered sweets to the children.
Sinterklaas will now stay until December 5th. The children have to be good for all that time if they are to receive their presents when he departs. I watched the festivities with a small ache of happiness in my chest. It was not the traditional Santa Claus of the commercialized Anglo-Saxon world. This was Saint Nicholas. The events had meaning and pathos; a connection that goes back for hundreds of years.
Last year after much pressure from activists the Black Pete characters were forced to color their faces any color except black. The activists had made the ridiculous claim that the characters were racist and racially inspired. The truth is that the characters get the blackened faces from the soot when they come down the chimneys.
The activists won for exactly a single year. Today every single Black Pete had a blackened face. Holland collectively told the activists to take a running jump. It was a wonderful day and a wonderful reminder that some parts of the Western world still take their heritage seriously.