Cancel clowns are in a race to make sure no one can say anything
Eventually everyone will either be out of work or so nervously safe with their conversations that the most controversial thing anyone will be heard saying in public is “You’re so right. Nice things are nice!”. Not content to wait until the government proves Orwell true and forms its own thought police, those who would set themselves above others have been given a platform, a megaphone, a cute little bird silhouette for a mascot, and an amount of power that intelligent and ambitious people would be embarrassed to let go to their head.
Seriously, is this what Al Gore envisioned when he invented the internet? The extra-loud, hypersensitive tattletales whose job it was in grade school to write down the names of those who talked when the teacher stepped out to chat with the principal now taking jobs away from those who had the misfortune to be caught on camera in a moody moment? The self-appointed hall monitors of the world randomly labeling public figures and private citizens racist as they so choose? Must have not figured out that orange sash doesn’t confer any real or measurable authority upon them.
In a real-life representation of a snake eating its own tail, The Rock is now in trouble with those who think saying “So-and-so is in trouble with me” is an actual thing actual mature adults would actually say. First, he drew the support of the right wing by publicly supporting Joe Rogan and his controversial podcast while he drew the anger of the left wing. Then he found out Joe Rogan had used the n-word for posterity sake on his podcast. He caved to the left wing and drew the disdain of the right wing. Then the right wing found old WWE footage of him doing a Chinese accent. And on and on it goes, like a bad soap opera (is there any other kind?).
I like Dwayne Johnson’s movies but don’t know or judge him as a person. And that is how he’ll stay unless I actually meet and get to know him. But these folks on both sides fighting over him and shifting their allegiances based on this and that are just tiresome. And the fact that advertisers listen to them when they call to harass a celebrity out of money is more than a little alarming. That means employers would do the same thing if harassed about continuing to employ a private citizen.
I couldn’t care less about a company’s stances or the people they employ. If I like their product, the only thing standing in the way of acquiring it is my financial situation. I’d find it tedious work to scour the internet for businesses whose values and (barf) political affiliations glancingly align with mine. Money, free trade, and honest men engaging in it aren’t concerned with such things.
Leaving people alone, staying away from their ability to make money, and separating the product from the person not apparently doesn’t occur to those who have all the trappings of an adult but conveniently left out the maturity of it all. That or the Children of the Corn are going all Invasion of the Body Snatchers on them. In which case, I’m going to need Roddy Piper to brawl with Keith David for a few minutes and then run out of bubblegum.
I mean, are Mrs. Carmody from The Mist, Eddie Adams’ mom in Boogie Nights, Bev Keane from Midnight Mass, and other filmic harpies exemplary role models to emulate? Because that’s what you obnoxious busybodies sound like. Those women. Not a pretty sight, eh? You should abide like like The Dude from The Big Lebowski, Wooderson in Dazed and Confused, and Snoop Dogg in…every moment he’s existed or going to continue existing. Not to mention the fact these movie harpies are usually self-righteous Christians.
Leftist cancel culture and Christianity rarely mix, if ever. They’re like the identically charged end of two magnets that coated themselves in acids and bases on their respective marches to the north and south poles. The squares of yesteryear who wore long skirts with high-buttoning blouses and gossiped up the town slut wouldn’t have much to do with the squares of currentyear (let’s make that word a thing) who wear ear gauges, neon hair and like to play make believe with gender while gossiping up the town racist. They’d both look down at each other as sorry excuses for a busybody. I’ll have nothing to do with either of them.
I’m Christian enough to know that all have sinned, fallen short, and are in need of grace. I’m secular enough to know that no one ever changed their minds or became a better person having suffered blunt force, hypercriticism, and shouting down. Also, those who pontificate an awful lot about America’s history with slavery and racism sure do like to deny others their autonomy while enjoying it very much so themselves. So when I see a cancel clown who’s earned their PH.D in Smug Condescension Studies getting canceled in turn, I want to ask them “How’s your own medicine tasting? Is it that new hypocrisy flavor everyone’s talking about?”
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