Yup. You spent all that time meticulously crafting those wonderful, beautiful apologies. You spent cumulative weeks in front of your webcam, stressing over which particular hat most sensitively expresses your spiritual unity with the divine feminine. And did the mortal Goddesses even acknowledge your strenuous efforts to absolve yourselves of original sin (i.e. the crime of being born male)?
However, in the hope that the two of you, Gay and Arjuna, may read this, I will address the rest of this piece to you personally. And I will commence by telling you that the word “faggot,” in this context, when applied to you gentlemen is no comment on your sexuality. No, the usage of “faggot” here is implying that you are weak, ineffectual, sycophantic, approval seeking suck-holes.
We are the ones putting an end to oppressive gender roles. So I suggest that is what we let them know, and that we point out to them exactly why they are nothing more than a continuation of the old paradigm, enforced with shame and bullets.
So hidden has been your Divine Nature that we have had to use shovels to get through to it. Yes, we needed big, massive, monstrously huge shovels with diesel motor power attachments and crews of men who didn’t speak English.
