Sunday, March 26, 2023

Whoop-tee-conky

I was suspended from Twitter (yet again -- I think this is the third time; though after the 6-day sentence, I'm back in the saddle as of yesterday morning).  This time, the offending thought crime was referring to Dylan Mulvaney as a "circus freak faggot".  Invited to the White House, guesting on the Drew Barrymore talk show (where she infamously gyneflected before him), and enjoying other flashy PR stunts, Mulvaney has become/is angling to be/is being managed by the Cabal to be a starlet in the Communications Wing of the Trans-Industrial Complex.  And of course Google (and Wikipedia) describes him as "an American actress".  His trajectory into fame can be charted further, such as, to adduce one example out of dozens one could pluck from a transvestite's hatbox, a People magazine story on him with the headline TikTok Star Dylan Mulvaney to Host Live-Stream Variety Show in NYC for 'Day 365 of Being a Girl', showing a picture of him looking like a gushing young Mary Tyler Moore in the Big City, standing before the marquee of NBC Studios at 30 Rock on Sixth Avenue in Midtown Manhattan.  

This Trans-Industrial Complex I mention is my coinage, and no one else -- utterly nobody, nada, zilch, zip, bupkus, zero -- has uttered or written it, despite my using it about 1,000 times over the past year on Twitter.  I developed the term to match the data -- a veritable mountain of data cogently indicating its existence.  Case in point -- to adduce one example of hundreds one could pluck from an SSh-68 -- Scientific American defending the trans agenda and attacking those who balk at it (and we see the intersection of Industrial Complexes when the Editor-in-Chief of that vaunted mainstream science magazine anxiously virtue-signals her desire to override her own pharmacist's advise to go easy on the Covid boosters).

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