Happy Decanter’s Day: Destroying the Concept of Mothers & Fathers
Hello dear mothers and fathers! Hello dear sons and daughters! Since, none of us have been decanted (I hope) y’all should understand such terminology at the time of this post.
This is a very Huxlian piece of propaganda I have for us today. Ugh, here we go!
lol okay, so right off the bat. You’re a jaded bitch and therefore forget Father’s Day because of ‘MY’ personal experience with ‘MY’ baby’s daddy. However, what about your father Katherine? Was he around for you? Regardless, you celebrated Mother’s Day because why? Because you’re a mom and therefore you were a biased ass bitch about that one right? Yeah, I’m calling you a bitch because of this propaganda piece, not just because of your sexism over which holiday activities you allowed in your classroom.
Now Katherine, in case you forgot how biology works (for now, but we’ll get to that later) everyone does have a mother, and a father. This is very basic biology.
Okay, so what? That’s 2 kids, out of how many students. You’ve been doing this for 30 years and you didn’t give a shit whether or not these kids had a daddy, they might want to make a card for. Am I supposed to believe that you care now whether they have a mommy or daddy at all? After 30 friggin years!? Gimme a break! lol
Sure! The family nucleus has been under attack for decades, and it is indeed changing. However, just because a kid lives with one parent. It doesn’t mean they only see said parent. Daddy or mommy is still a part of their lives. Not everyone let’s a loser blow up in their hole Katherine.
A foster child can make a card for someone they hold special, who’s like a mom or dad. What’s wrong with that? Step parents appreciate cards too ya know. Two moms or dads? Double cards! There’s a way to include even the smallest of minorities here. But nope, Ban it all! That makes sense, because its like that one quote “the few outweigh the many” that’s it, right?
Oh wait, nope! That’s retarded! You are going to cater to the smallest minority over the majority, to “meet the needs of all the students” DERP! 🤣
Yeah, you’re right. Nobody wants to make something in memory of their loved ones who past on. Nobody leaves flowers on graves anymore either. That’s too painful, kids should never learn how to grieve, and honour their parents. That’s too cruel!
Miss school! Do you send them home on Mother’s Day? Do you usher them into another room while you do Mother’s Day activities? We know you never did Father’s Day! Earlier though you were saying how these couple kids who didn’t have the mommy/daddy dynamic would brainstorm with other kids during these activities. Hmm, sure sounds like they were really heartbroken! Shame on you Katherine!
Giving a card their card to their grandparents? How awful!
Blatant, disgusting propaganda! You are truly a monster Katherine.
Okay, well I am one of those kids. Daddy was gone when I was 2. Raised by mother, and I wasn’t bothered one bit by Father’s Day. Not one bit! I am bothered however, by this propaganda. I know what it’s actually about. It’s part of the mind control which aims to destroy the concept of parents and family altogether.
Here’s a bit out of the book Brave New World with regard to mothers and fathers.
There was a silence; then, clearing his throat, "Once upon a time," the
Director began, "while our Ford was still on earth, there was a little
boy called Reuben Rabinovitch. Reuben was the child of Polish-
speaking parents."
The Director interrupted himself. "You know what Polish is, I suppose?"
"A dead language."
"Like French and German," added another student, officiously showing
off his learning.
"And 'parent'?" questioned the D.H.C.
There was an uneasy silence. Several of the boys blushed. They had
not yet learned to draw the significant but often very fine distinction
between smut and pure science. One, at last, had the courage to raise
a hand.
"Human beings used to be ..." he hesitated; the blood rushed to his
cheeks. "Well, they used to be viviparous."
"Quite right." The Director nodded approvingly.
"And when the babies were decanted ..."
'"Born,"' came the correction.
"Well, then they were the parents-I mean, not the babies, of course;
the other ones." The poor boy was overwhelmed with confusion.
"In brief," the Director summed up, "the parents were the father and
the mother." The smut that was really science fell with a crash into the
boys' eye-avoiding silence. "Mother," he repeated loudly rubbing in the
science; and, leaning back in his chair, "These," he said gravely, "are
unpleasant facts; I know it. But then most historical facts are unpleas-
ant."
He returned to Little Reuben-to Little Reuben, in whose room, one
evening, by an oversight, his father and mother (crash, crash!) hap-
pened to leave the radio turned on.
("For you must remember that in those days of gross viviparous re-
production, children were always brought up by their parents and not
in State Conditioning Centres.")
Mustapha Mond leaned forward, shook a finger at them. "Just try to
realize it," he said, and his voice sent a strange thrill quivering along
their diaphragms. "Try to realize what it was like to have a viviparous
mother."
That smutty word again. But none of them dreamed, this time, of smil-
ing.
"Try to imagine what 'living with one's family' meant."
They tried; but obviously without the smallest success.
"And do you know what a 'home' was?"
They shook their heads.
Home, home-a few small rooms, stiflingly over-inhabited by a man, by
a periodically teeming woman, by a rabble of boys and girls of all ages.
No air, no space; an understerilized prison; darkness, disease, and
smells.
(The Controller's evocation was so vivid that one of the boys, more
sensitive than the rest, turned pale at the mere description and was on
the point of being sick.)
And home was as squalid psychically as physically. Psychically, it was a
rabbit hole, a midden, hot with the frictions of tightly packed life, reek-
ing with emotion. What suffocating intimacies, what dangerous, in-
sane, obscene relationships between the members of the family group!
Maniacally, the mother brooded over her children (her children) ...
brooded over them like a cat over its kittens; but a cat that could talk,
a cat that could say, "My baby, my baby," over and over again. "My
baby, and oh, oh, at my breast, the little hands, the hunger, and that
unspeakable agonizing pleasure! Till at last my baby sleeps, my baby
sleeps with a bubble of white milk at the corner of his mouth. My little
baby sleeps ..."
"Yes," said Mustapha Mond, nodding his head, "you may well shudder."
Our Ford-or Our Freud, as, for some inscrutable reason, he chose to
call himself whenever he spoke of psychological matters-Our Freud
had been the first to reveal the appalling dangers of family life. The
world was full of fathers-was therefore full of misery; full of moth-
ers-therefore of every kind of perversion from sadism to chastity; full
of brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts-full of madness and suicide.
"And yet, among the savages of Samoa, in certain islands off the coast
of New Guinea ..."
The tropical sunshine lay like warm honey on the naked bodies of chil-
dren tumbling promiscuously among the hibiscus blossoms. Home was
in any one of twenty palm-thatched houses. In the Trobriands concep-
tion was the work of ancestral ghosts; nobody had ever heard of a fa-
ther.
"Extremes," said the Controller, "meet. For the good reason that they
were made to meet."
Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters. But there were also hus-
bands, wives, lovers. There were also monogamy and romance.
"Though you probably don't know what those are," said Mustapha
Mond.
They shook their heads.
Family, monogamy, romance. Everywhere exclusiveness, a narrow
channelling of impulse and energy.
"But every one belongs to every one else," he concluded, citing the
hypnopaedic proverb.
The students nodded, emphatically agreeing with a statement which
upwards of sixty-two thousand repetitions in the dark had made them
accept, not merely as true, but as axiomatic, self-evident, utterly in-
disputable.
"Think of water under pressure in a pipe." They thought of it. "I pierce
it once," said the Controller. "What a jet!"
He pierced it twenty times. There were twenty piddling little fountains.
"My baby. My baby ...!"
"Mother!" The madness is infectious.
"My love, my one and only, precious, precious ..."
Mother, monogamy, romance. High spurts the fountain; fierce and
foamy the wild jet. The urge has but a single outlet. My love, my baby.
No wonder these poor pre-moderns were mad and wicked and miser-
able. Their world didn't allow them to take things easily, didn't allow
them to be sane, virtuous, happy. What with mothers and lovers, what
with the prohibitions they were not conditioned to obey, what with the
temptations and the lonely remorses, what with all the diseases and
the endless isolating pain, what with the uncertainties and the pover-
ty-they were forced to feel strongly. And feeling strongly (and
strongly, what was more, in solitude, in hopelessly individual isolation),
how could they be stable? - source
VenomnymouS, why that’s only a book. Nah uh! That’s a piece of the blueprint of the new world order. There’s more evidence for this push to destroy the child parent bond. More evidence that ultimately it is the state that wants control of not only your children, but the future reproduction of humanity.
Oh, Brave New Science: Same-Sex Mouse Parents Give Birth Via Gene-Editing
Celine Dion frees the gender enslaved children
“Our children, they are not really our children
As we are just links in a never-ending chain, that is life.
For us, they are everything
But in reality, we are only a fraction of their universe.
We? Miss the past.
They? Dream of tomorrow.
We may thrust them forward into the future.
But the course will always be theirs to choose.“
Let’s not forget what Melissa Harris Perry said about children
ETC ETC ETC
How about the parkland shooting and the March for our lives. Much of the post-shooting was about how the adults are dumb and don’t care and these child leaders (David hogg) were the smart ones who needed to be able to vote sooner and harder to make real change. That wasn’t just about guns, but really about children over their parents.
Case and point watch the video below.
This notion is a perpetual theme in popular sitcoms. The children being witty and often more adult than their bumbling idiotic parents. Mostly it’s the dad character that’s the idiot because muh feminism and the whole matriarch role reversal agenda, but that’s a whole other post for the future.
Back in the real world we have more characters like Greta thunberg who is a child puppet straight out of the UN.
We have school #Strikefortheclimate walkouts because these children are so utterly programmed by their new world media they actually think that climate change is going to kill them in 11 years. This is of course the United Nations latest doomsday timeline because so many previous predictions came and gone but never mind those! This one is for real! Do you know what year it will be in 11 years? That’s right 2030! As in UN agenda 2030 sustainable development. Oh, how they laugh at the people! But I digress.
A little more anti-parent probably for ya. This time from my province in Canada. Now keep in mind the literal mind control with this one. People were upset because the new conservative government of the province of Alberta wanted to repeal an amendment that made it so teachers were not allowed to inform parents when their child joined a GSA (Gay straight Alliance) in their school. Yeah, that’s right. There were parents and children who were upset that the conservative government wanted to do away with a rule that made it so students and the school were keeping information from the parents.
These retarded sheep were upset that they would now be informed of their child’s activity at school! Now the protesters claim that it would put lgbt children at risk with their (bigot?) parents. Really? Is this the 1950s? No! I guarantee that the bulk of those GSAs consist of straight kids who are ultra programmed by a barrage of gay propaganda in all media today.
I digress again. I don’t want to talk lgbt now. I did a massive post like over a year ago. Where I emphatically proved there was a massive agenda to program children into gay culture. However, I will add that the lgbtwxyz plays a big part in the future of human reproduction and transhumanism.
Anyways let’s finish off this stupid article with the last screen shot.
Lmao, go on and think about it meat puppets. Just imagine having to make something nice and thoughtful for your beloved dead parent(s). How friggin awful it must feel to care! It’s much better to pretend they don’t exist and completely cut out an yearly activity that will bring fun to other kids lives. How sick to want to do that!
Yeah
Yup, ban it! Ban it all! Forget parents, its “family day”, it’s so much more inclusive! Heck! Maybe some people think of their dog is family, it will be included! That’s so much better!
Bring on the genderless crispr babies of the future. They won’t understand what mothers and fathers are anyways. All they will know is the laboratory and the decanting bottles they came out of. Hey, why not a day for the decanter? Happy decanter’s day everyone! Ah yes, now that’s inclusivity!
Well I think I’m going to skedaddle. Catch ya on the flippity floop!
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So much to say!
First of all, that snowflake teacher didn't have to do things for Father's Day because (at least in the US) most schools are out long before Father's Day. Is that fair to Fathers? Maybe, maybe not... maybe most fathers would prefer to be allowed to just do their own thing on the day.... My father always referred to that day as a Hallmark day anyway - and I can't blame him considering the current push to make flowers a thing for Father's Day too now... (Gotta sell more cards, more flowers...)
Secondly, I learned during my almost 15 years of being a single mother that some people actually appreciated what I did as a "father" as well as a mother. Because single parents have to do both. And no, I wasn't upset about people celebrating fathers - or of other women being married to the loves of their lives...
In fact, that takes me on to my next point.
We're in a generation where "being special" is celebrated and truly being special is almost abhorred. I write romance. I look at intimate relationships on a daily basis. I sometimes look at it and wonder - it all feels the same sometimes, but then I realize it's not the same to the people involved. It's amazing and special to the person who finally finds that one person who makes them feel wonderful... It's something we can all have, when we are lucky enough to find that person and make them feel special too... Yes, we're all meant to be special like that.
It's sad when it doesn't work out that way, but it's no reason to turn all of us into victims. I was in an abusive marriage. I'm out now. I learned things... Yes, I wish I'd been able to stay with someone forever, but this is real life, it doesn't always work out... but that doesn't mean any of us need to be bitter. Take your lumps and move on. :-)
I, for one, love to see awesome dads. I know it's not mine - nor my children's, but I can still celebrate them for simply being wonderful That's what Father's Day is meant to be... Right?
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