Announcin' "The End of Pride™" a 4-Part Series

loooong in the makin', an in-depth look-back at PRIDE in all it's "colors" an' "forms" an' how it wuz Topsy Turvy TWISTED inta SHAME an' DECAY of every kind: CULTURAL, MORAL, AESTHETIC, an' ANTI-HUMAN

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The Heterodox Cheering Section of Daisy Moses

PRIDE IS NOW JUST A SAD CAKE…

When Richard Harris sung in his most over-wrought yet simultaneously winsome AND wince-worthy poetic “style” those brilliant (an’ campy an’ arguably “cringe”) Jimmy Webb lyrics ‘in the hit single “MacArthur Park,” ‘bout a lost love that could never be recovered however much fondly remembered, he used the darndest an’ most improbable metaphor to describe his lost-love as:
CAKE left out in the RAIN, ruined beyond repair, never to be “remade” again…

Who the heck leaves CAKE out in the RAIN?…

I dunno, but I’ve reimagined that cake in 2024 to be kinda like this local grocery PRIDE™ nightmare — what PRIDE™ had been reduced to:

Daisy’s younger daughter displays what passes for “cake” at the local GROSS-ery!

Sez it all in “livin’ color,” no?

We are SATED, color SATURATED, PRIDE-SATURATED… just DONE with it all.
Last year went SO FAR beyond normal levels of human tolerance, that it heralded:
The END OF PRIDE™. Awakened many in slumberland who had not seen just how far the “movement” had gone. Thus, cue the death knell… THIS (below) is where we are now:

THE END OF PRIDE: THE SERIES

A belated-yet-timely-deep dive inta a self-destructin’ movement

I scribed an’ created this four part series INTENDING for it ta be posted last June (2023)—but then all hell broke loose with my younger girl (my ahrtistic + talented but velly sensitive one) — an’ she needed her ma way more ‘n Substack needed ta hear this.

So I let it mellow… an’ now bring it out in lurid daylight as we see how my prediction was spot-on, the roll-back I envisioned is HERE, as per the Fox “headline” above—it’s NOW.

As fer my darlin’ daughter—she’s OK now—or ”mostly” so, best as it can be, given all we went thru. We finally (after much ado!) found two homeschoolin’ co-ops that didn’t totally “suck,” all manner of lessons (music, ahrt, etc) in areas she mightily enjoys releat with scholarships ta make such things doable fer us re-homed “down ‘n outerz!,” she’s performed on stage here a few times includin’ as a headliner (wooo hoo! gotta write ‘bout that too), got inta two fine “ahrt shows,” an’ recently got accepted with a near-full ride inta a competitive summer moosical thee-ate-’er program that has her smilin’ once more. Thank god, goodness, an’ yee haw!

my kinds buildin’ back (mebbe not better but SWELL!)

Rebuildin’ yer life is HARD WORK!

Nope, I ain’t braggin’ ‘bout her (it’s herself who has braggin’ rights!, I just added support an’ an’ ample shoulder ta cry on…), but I’m sure feelin’ a mite chuffed ta be sayin’ she’s gotten back her own PRIDE which ain’t small taters in a land where it’d be easy ta feel mighty downtrodden—’specially as a young’un.

Now, I’ll keep her privassy privit fer the most part an’ only share “deets” obliquely here an’ movin’ on forward—tho’ I DO hope ta git ta the “education” stuff (lawdy that’s a can’o’worms) we larned while she went thru many trials & tribulations adjustin’ to a totally new (an’ may I add far paler life outta the colorful, big, shiny-bright vivid if now lurid—Rotten Apple)—but as many here in TrutherLand know:

NO, THE KIDS ARE NOT ALRIGHT!

I only wish they were…

Not just the poor hormone-tortured trans-kids / the transitioned kids, the woke kids, the we-are-doomed due ta climb-mat change kids, but ALSO grounded kids from lovin’ homes that were totally SIDESWIPED by the plandemic—knocked out by the mandates an’ proto-culls an’ absurd regulations, many like us BANNED fer not complyin.’ (wrote ‘bout this here:)

8/17/2021: A DATE WHICH WILL LIVE IN INFAMY-PART 2

an’ here (among my many stacks on the thorny toe-pick):

STRIKE UP THE BANNED!

The gen-u-ine stress of bein’ pulled outta the city—no fault of her own—from her friends, classes, performances, community—an’ her lifestyle which was SOooooo different cannot be diminished or erased… the melted frostin’ in the park in the rain…

MANY young’uns (includin’ 20-sumthin’s) were made MISERABLE!

Some “gone” or beyond repair (like the dang soaked rainbow cake!) so I don’t wonder a BIT why some turned ta the Gay/Trans/Woke/SJW/ExSTINK-SHUN-Rebellion agendas just ta seek “meanin’ “ in a lost world. Mine thankfully didn’t go that route as we don’t roll that way—YET she wuz still LOST in LIMBO like so many…SO SO MANY.

I’m grateful both my dear daughters, ‘specially the younger’un I’ll call Minnie here who wuz hit hardest, recovered…. mostly…. tho’ we still endure some troublesome plandemic-production hardships thru no fault of our own—-but that’s an’nuther tale fer an’nuther time.

In the GREEDY LANDLORD LAND (in the great Laurel & Hardy flick, The March of the Wooden Soldiers), the evil Silas Barnaby wants ta foreclose on Little Bo Peep (an’ her mama’s) house… while in the US of Ehh? durin’ them plandemic years, many of us unemployed resisters could NOT pay rent an’ similarly were subject ta the harrassment of predatory an’ greedy landlords!

Suffice it ta say the ruthlessly cruel plandemic screwed the kids over big time—arguably WORSE than we grown-ups—like it wuz a 3 card monte game set up near Times Square ta rip off the tour-ists, the plandemonium STOLE years from our young’uns. An’ NO, we cannot make up those LOST YEARS—as the lyrics say, we’ll “never have that recipe AGAIN” OH NO:

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it'
Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh no

Of course neither the killin’ fields of the plandemic nor the destruction of PRIDE—both the genuine ol’ fashioned meanin’ of PRIDE (and, natch’urly the eponymous groan-worthy “movement” too) will NEVER BE THE SAME again—they took a long time to “bake it”…an’ tho’ our geese ain’t “cooked” yet—there’s no way to bring back what once wuz… so laments Sir Harris in the original:

I do believe that arty-fish-all rainbow PRIDE CAKE is now just as ruined & “ruin-atious” as that soggy cake left out in the rain…

THE LOSS IS OURS—but regular GAY men & women (yup, gendered folks) LOST TOO…

So now havin’ prepared ya fer the series to come—what it’ll address an’ why the delay, I gotta add ONE THING as it’s gonna be a PART of the SERIES TOO:

Bein’ a laydee of the THEE-ATE-HER (an’ cinema!), I have known an’ befriended SO many GOOD, DECENT, FUN, an’ TALENTED GAY PEOPLE since 8th grade that I will NOT (not!) lump all gays together nor belittle their contributions to the world, ‘specially to the AHRTS I so deeply love!

• I DO believe most of America (left on its hinges) is “straight.” But I know any door kin swing the other way an’ for the FEW for whom it duz, I don’t judge as long as they’re good folks, not doin’ no harm—an’ most regular gays ARE that.

• The “true” percentage of gay folks (minus indoctrination an’ peer-pressure) is purdy small—less than 10% (I hear 3-7%) an’ IMHO normal society can absorb them just fine.

• Havin’ known gays (men & women) for nearly ALL MY LIFE, many I’ve adored as close dear friends over the years—I can say that I’m for them all havin’ FULL EQUAL RIGHTS under the law. …sumthin’ they earned and won many decades ago—fair & square!
  
  FWIW re Gays an’ OTHERS: nobuddy in America needs a carve out—not gays, not “chews” (I say this bein’ one!), not Native Americans or Indiginous “Pee-pulls,” not “trans folks” an’ certainly not “furries” or freaks. USE YER MINDS FOLKS—our consty-2-shun is ROBUST an’ covers all’ve this stuff.

• Tho’ I cannot say “how” gays came ta be “who” they are in terms of bein’ gay—I will say—knowin’ this won’t be popular—that many I knew well over the years, ‘specially the fellas, had amazin’ mamas (no faultin’ there…) but cold or distance or cruel or “always occupied” fathers. I ain’t no seat-of-the-panties faux Freud here… just sharin’ whut my own 2 eyes sawr.
  
  One small good thing ‘bout feminism was gettin’ pappy’s more involved in fambly life—not just out with the hardhat or briefcase to work an’ lettin’ the “wifey” do all things for the kiddos an’ comin’ home ta the ol’ pipe an’ slippers an’ makin’ the chill’ens be “skeerce.” Baaad recipe that.
  
  Some of my gay pals had the niftiest mamas—bubbly, warm, fun!—an’ lousy daddios—grumpy, stern, showin’ little affection fer their sons (no fishin’ trips or homework help…none’ve that). THIS imho warn’t right. Not layin’ blame but tryin’ ta fathom HOW. So it’s a clarion call to ya STRAIGHT MENFOLKS ta say that ya don’t have ta “femme-in-ize” yerselfs or be soy-boys but ya DO have to take time ta be GOOD FATHERS.
  
  LACK of good fathers (absent daddy syndrome) is also what has totally ruined many a home of black famblies; when the menfolks were around (an’ faithful), black kids did well—ask Thomas Sowell! Single mamas alone could not make it all “work.” Now, I’m less sure ‘bout how the gay ladies came ta be gay—mebbe it’s the same? I know a few that came ta be thatta way due to OUTSIDE menfolk not bein’ kind to them (cat-calls teasin’ ‘em, abusin’ them even, etc. so such behavior wuz makin’ ‘em wanna SO strong like fellas so as not ta be vulnerable women—we called those ladies “dykes” an’ they were tough—some likely with good reason). SO…. I’m jus’ one crackpot tryin’ ta figger out things from all I know—I mebbe wrong. But I DO NOT BLAME GAY PEOPLE who act like “solid citizens” for the elements in their childhoods that caused their gay-ness. (An’ heck, all them hormones in the water, food, air do not help!) Mebbe it just “came about” even with GREAT homes an’ GREAT parents on both sides—I dunno—but nobuddy should be blamed fer circumstances outside’ve their control, jus’ sayin’. (An’ I think “conversion therapy” is both wrong an’ cruel.)

• I DO believe in famblies and in marriages an’ in faithfulness (to yer spouse)—an’ in FAITH (more than ever now that I see what heppens when it’s “gone ta the dawgs”—but faith however folks feel right in their bonez to worship, no need for holy-house roof—that’s fer sure—or how they honor right-minded morality in their own way or find the truth in their “creator”).

• I still love AMERICA the BEAUTIFUL (tho’ now it ain’t America it’s AmeriKa an’ much of it is sadly no longer bee-u-tee-ful). I love the old idear of it bein’ a melting pot where we were ALL welcome (white and black, straight and gay, Christian and Jew, ethnic or Mayflower stock, liberal or conservative… AND SO ON).

I want our free country back and I don’t want to see it divided includin’ along straight and gay lines.

• GAYS have been WRONGED an’ if ya lookit the series about ta be “soived” you’ll see how. This TRANS & LGBT&#O$(U%#”$%(#)%! Movement has done WRONG to ALL DECENT PEOPLE, gays too.

I say ALL this stuff knowin’ some(?) of my readers here may harbor unkind feelin’s towards even “regular” gays—likely not havin’ known any personally, the good eggs which are indeed the majority!

I give everyone the right ta their own onions but I know the whirled of ART, THEATER, MUSIC, DESIGN an’ more have been BLESSED (yes blessed) with the talents of many gay folks who want NOTHIN’ ta do with all this drag-queen-story hour GROOMIN’—had ta say this! No hippo-crit me ;-)

NOW—git ready for the END OF PRIDE an’ crank up yer DISCO….

Of COURSE since this series is gonna be ‘bout PRIDE we cannot cannot leave out Disco Queen Donna Summer’s pitch-perfect version of MacArthur Park:

An’ let’s plan ta have some REAL CAKE together. What’s ruined (left out in the rain) we may not git back (like the lost love in the song) but we kin fix up something tasty to be shared by all—an’ mebbe (mebbe?) git some of our GENUINE PRIDE BACK!

Now fer some REAL cake!

STAY TUNED fer the series!

PROUD ta have y’all here!
Daisy

NOW ya kin buy me a cuppa java if ya like, alwayz grateful fer y’all!
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BONUS BEATS!:
PROUD MARY rocked by the incomparable Tina Turner!
Creedence’s infectious tribute ta leavin’ yer crummy job “workin’ fer the man every night an’ day” to celebrate the joys an’ freedoms of livin’ on a riverboat (TRUE SPIRIT OF AMERICA I LOVE) capture the TRUE sense of PRIDE —the one we’d like ta see returned!

Dig it—an’ wait fer the fast part! Whoooo!

KOOL FACT:
The Proud Mary, more formally known as the Mary Elizabeth, was a real ship and was based in Memphis, Tennessee. The Proud Mary traveled along the Mississippi River from 1928 to 1978!