Today you will read many sympathetic media stories about B.P.J., the male athlete who challenged WV’s law and lost at SCOTUS.
I’m guessing none will mention that B.P.J. defeated 470+ girls 1,400+ times (including a state title) and sexually harassed our client Adaleia (pictured) in the girls’ locker room. Sadly, Adaleia stopped playing the school sports she loved due to B.P.J.’s ongoing presence in girls’ sports and spaces.
But we’ll probably be lucky if those girls get even a passing mention—let alone a front-page photo.
This has been the pattern on this issue from far too many institutions of power. Boys’ feelings are the focus. Girls’ safety, fairness, and opportunity take a back seat.
I’m so thankful today that the Supreme Court reversed that pattern, acknowledged the reality of biological sex, and remembered the girls.
Dress however you please.
Call yourself whatever you like.
Sleep with any consenting adult who’ll have you.
Live your best life in peace and security.
But force women out of their jobs for stating that sex is real?
#IStandWithMaya#ThisIsNotADrill
@keithellison Allowing schools, therapists and doctors to trans and sterilize MN kids severely threatens their dignity and safety and shows them no respect. Signed, democrat forced to vote red.
What “conversion therapy” used to mean was electroshocking someone until they’re not gay anymore.
What they call “conversion therapy” today is anything that isn’t immediately “affirming” a child who says they’re the opposite sex. If a child claims to be trans and you try to get them therapy, or God forbid question that and try to explore other causes, that is now considered “conversion therapy”. Laws prohibiting this are nothing but a one-way ticket to medicalizing children.
They deliberately call it “LGBTQ” (letters which have absolutely nothing in common, and are often in direct conflict with one another) to hide behind the past medical abuses towards homosexuals. People are sympathetic to that. Forced teaming a completely unrelated issue with it is the only way they could EVER get support for something as abhorrent as “trans kids”. This insanity can’t stand on its own merit. But the gaslighting is no longer working.
Getting a gender confused child help and therapy is a GOOD thing and should be the norm. It’s not conversion therapy, it’s called acting like the adult in the situation!
There is no greater evil than coercing a child into believing they’re something they’re not, solely because the adult has a particular ideology. Let kids be kids!
As another man who once worked with me declares himself saddened by my beliefs on gender and sex, I thought it might be useful to compile a list for handy reference. Which of the following do you imagine makes actors and directors who aren’t involved with the HBO reboot of Harry Potter so miserable?
Is it my belief that women and girls should have their own public changing rooms and bathrooms?
That women should retain female-only rape crisis centres?
That men don’t belong in women’s sport?
That female prisoners shouldn’t be incarcerated with violent men and male sex offenders?
That women should remain a protected class in law, because they have sex-specific needs and issues?
That language should reflect reality rather than ideological jargon, especially in a medical context?
That women shouldn’t be harassed, persecuted or fired for refusing to pretend humans can change sex?
That women should not be threatened with violence and rape when they assert their rights?
That freedom of speech and belief are essential to a pluralistic democratic society?
That troubled minors, especially those who are gay, autistic and trauma-experienced, should be given mental health support instead of irreversible surgeries and drug treatments on non-existent evidence of benefit?
That gay people shouldn’t be pressured to include the opposite sex in their dating pools, nor should they be smeared as ‘genital fetishists’ when they don’t?
That cross-dressing heterosexual male fetishists aren’t actually oppressed, but having the time of their lives piggybacking off gender identity ideology?
That said ideology, and the privileged, blinkered fools pushing it because they suffer zero consequences themselves, have done more damage to the political left’s credibility than Trump and Farage could have achieved in a century?
Let me have your thoughts.
NEW overnight:
MN State Rep. Elliott Engen (R-36A) was arrested overnight on probable cause DWI. He's been released on recognizance.
A statement has been requested.
Robert Mueller died last night.
He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving.
He had integrity.
And tonight the President of the United States said good!
I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good.
I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word.
Good.
This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather.
That is what is happening. That is what has happened.
The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming.
America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner.
And the church said nothing.
Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary.
Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him.
Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart.
JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn.
These men are something more painful than monsters.
They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again.
Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing.
Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less.
That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him.
And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it.
When Trump is gone, they will still be here.
Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous.
That morning is coming.
Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say.
He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true.
He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad.
The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it.
That is all it needed to be.
A man died. His family is broken open with grief.
That is all it needed to be.
Instead the President said good.
And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸
Gandalv / @Microinteracti1
@PatGarofalo Calling it a crisis suggests there is an immediate way to stabilize the crisis. It's a problem that can't have a quick fix if we want real change.
There's been a slow shift in mainstream media covering youth gender medicine and the institutionalization of gender identity. But many of us have been pushing against the bulwark for years. I'm compiling receipts—rejected pitches and op-eds, unprinted letters to the editor.
Good afternoon. Katie and I are just back from a peaceful protest in Irvine. For the most part, I have always appreciated social media and my “followers.”🙏
If you actually know me and my family, then you know I am married to a naturalized adoptee from Korea and we are raising a mixed and modern family. Yes, my “lane” is golf, but I also tell stories about culture, community and kids. I am grateful to have a “platform” and how I choose to use that is a personal choice. Mine, not yours.
For the record, I am not a “lib-tard” or a “pussy.” I believe Democrats (and most politicians) have been failing this country for over a decade. And they’re definitely failing us now. So is Congress and the Supreme Court. We are lacking leadership. That being said, I am also not a member of a blind right-wing cult of confusion and ignorance. I’m in the sensible middle. And I’d like to believe WE are the majority. I love this country, constitution, freedom, diversity, decency and immigrants. My great grandparents were all immigrants. My father served in the Army. He had nothing but integrity and he raised us to fight for what’s right.
I am anti-racism, murder, ICE and this administration. The lies and hypocrisy of the pardons, corruption and abuse of the system for personal and financial gains is staggering and disgusting. Their goal is to divide and distract us. It’s working. I believe Stephen Miller is a Nazi. Steve Bannon is a raging and guilty lunatic. Hegseth, Patel, Bondi and Noem are grossly unqualified. This is all a power grab and diversion. Although I don’t condone illegal immigrants or “bad guys,” I care more about the release of the Epstein files—and what is obviously a massive pedophile cover up—than the immigrants waiting for the system to process their documents to legal status.
If you saw the recent murders of Alex Pretti and Renee Good, or the detaining of Liam Ramos, 5, and believe they were all justified, we are on opposite sides of history. My eyes don’t lie.
I actually believe that their attempt to divide us could backfire and ultimately unite us. But we need to be willing to see the truth first. I am comfortable where I am at this moment, a tipping point of this country, are you? Silence is complicity.✌🏼
@Minnesota_DHS This is so disappointing. I agree with so much you all post about state government and fraud. Why do you take it this far? There are many liberal democrats ready for a change but you're making it impossible by supporting the murder of an innocent Minnesotan.