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The only way to fix Ideological Cataracts
For the past few years, I’ve constantly complained to friends and family about the state of their car windscreens. Even UBER drivers weren’t spared. Dust and grime seemed prevalent on every window, and even my own car underwent ritual screen cleaning to get rid of “the bloody sea-foam fog”. It never worked.
“You need new glasses.” said Lee
“Bugger off.” I said, “They’re less than a year old and they’re fine.”
My visit to the optometrist revealed that indeed, no new glasses were needed. As usual, I was perfectly correct.
It did reveal however that I’d developed such severe cataracts that I was stopped from driving immediately.
The ophthalmologist couldn’t understand how I’d been getting about. I couldn’t understand it either. Were all these past complaints about windscreens, food labeling, Lee’s obsessive cleaning and unnecessarily small movie subtitles just due to ageing eyeballs?
Thank God for private health insurance.
My right eye was done last week. Without going into explicit medical detail, the natural lens was so calcified it couldn’t be removed in the usual way and the procedure took much longer than usual.
Thank God for general anaesthetic.
For sympathy reasons, I tried to leave the eye bandage on as long as possible. I thought removing it four hours after surgery was much, much too soon. At least a month would be reasonable.
“You’re just a Sooky La La.” said Lee
“I’ve had major surgery so bugger off.” I replied.
Yet against my guidance, the ophthalmologist insisted and removed the bandage.
The world is very different to what I remember. The ocean is amazing and my garden has stuff in it I’ve never seen. Weeds maybe?
Lee has always complained that our dog Sausage sheds fur by the truck-load. I’d never seen it. Now I can.
“No excuse for not vacuuming now.” she said with impudence.
I ignored her.
Now while life is much clearer and windscreen fog has completely gone, there’s a distinct disadvantage in having 17/20 vision (I’ll have 20/20 when my left eye is done).
Beforehand, reading on my phone was quite do-able if I closed my right eye. Words were clear if I held the phone close, yet images were blurry. No biggie I thought – as long as I get the gist.
Now, even the images on Twitter are clear. I knew Sam Smith was a trans-type (ooops - non-binary) singer but gawd, I didn’t know he looked like that! I really don’t mind if he does but should kids be able to watch his stuff?
Then I read a tweet from another red-lipped non-binary (Jeffrey Marsh) that said “Hi Kids, there is no such thing as a boy or a girl”. This was followed by a tweet saying “puberty blockers are fully reversible.”
Science says they’re not. They cause brain damage in mammals.
Unfortunately I scrolled a little further and saw that a certain Canadian non-binary teacher was teaching class with large prosthetic breasts. The school board was fine with it. I’m fine with him wearing size ZZZZ breasts with friends and family, but he shouldn’t be anywhere near a classroom.
Now I know the debate over gender affirming treatment of kids is huge and I’ve contributed to it several times. What I was ignorant of was the amount of crazy people out there pushing medical sex-change (disguised as ‘gender affirming’) ideology onto children.
Thank God for the likes of Oli London and Chloe Cole.
That Twitter, Tik Tok and Facebook restrict dangerous ideological posts from Islamists, white supremacists and Russian lackeys is one thing. But allowing posts from those targeting children with scientifically incorrect, medically dangerous ideological claptrap is beyond belief. Puberty blockers are not reversible.
If there was such a thing as ‘phone-pain’, I’d inflict some heavy ouching on Mr Smith, Mr Lemieux and Mr Marsh. As I’m old, I can say such things.
Yet perhaps phone-pain and any mass class legal action against the harmful gender affirming economy should also be on those that have lead vulnerable children down that puberty blocker path.
Mr Musk, Mrs Meta, Ms Tik Tok, school boards, politicians and education departments who blindly support radical trans ideology are also responsible. Their blindness, caused by the willingness to believe colorful ideas over hard science, needs to be fixed. The ideological cataract is indeed a thing.
My left eye is being done next week and I’m worried my perfect sight will show me even more terrible things. I just wish phone-pain was real!