Spain recently acquiesced to political correctness and
updated its birth certificates to list “Progenitor A” and “Progenitor B,” as
the newborn’s parents instead of “father” and “mother.” This is fine as far as it goes, but I’m sure they’ll
need to add “Progenitor C” and perhaps “Progenitor D/E/F, etc.” to the birth
certificates at times, as well.
In
truth, this madness started before many of you reading this were a twinkle in
your progenitor A’s eye, but is only recently coming to fruition. The writing
has been on the wall since the 1960s.
Since then, colleges and universities have gradually abdicated their mission of
instructing their students in the classics and humanities- so they know how to think- in favor of instructing
them what to think…and feel. In doing so, they have turned their campuses
into incubators of the addled and intolerant. They have molded their students
into sniveling, incompetent, entitled, pseudo-victimologists and social
warriors, utterly incapable of understanding the real world, let alone dealing
with it. During this same period, Hollywood took a sharp left turn, the media
lost its soul, Big Business climbed into bed with Big Government, and the LGBT
movement has grown from a trickle to a torrent.
Our
Founding Progenitors would be shocked. There is a progenitor B lode of pathetic
euphemisms in general use now. Everybody and their progenitor B seems to be
submitting to this assault on language and reason. Soon women will be visiting
“Planned Progenitorhood” to abort their babies.
It’s
not your progenitor A’s world, that’s for sure. It’s enough to make a person
shout, “progenitor B f*cker!” (And would you kiss your progenitor B with that mouth?).
Guess
we should just pray for guidance. “Our Progenitor A, who art in Heaven…”
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