This is sure happening a lot lately. Seems everything near, dear, cuddly, and familiar is somehow being tainted by other things that aren’t quite right.
Disney’s dead to us, beavers in children’s Saturday cartoons have mastectomy scars, plant-based Kraft macaroni and cheese, and men in tuck bathing suits win ladies’ swimming championships.
In some instances, women stand up to the influx of faux-females en masse, like the British ladies’ fishing team who walked out of the contest together. Some sports and organizations who had originally capitulated to the trans advocate pressure reversed course in time to prevent real damage.
Others, not so much.
It’s gotten to the point where even beloved community events have gotten swallowed up in the woke wave and are now drowning in the controversy and hurt feelings that follow organizers paddling out to ride it in.
Such is the case with something…
