If you would like to get a frightening glimpse into our feminist future then simply take a gander at what is happening in the progressively grotesque paradise known as Sweden. For in this very cold and politically calculating Scandinavian landscape, any poor sod ever daring to publicly portray those gender-based heretical behaviors that come so naturally to most little boys and girls is in for a whole lot of heavy-handed governmental guff.
This estrogen-laden land of the once feared and mighty Viking has launched a cultural slash-and-burn crusade on their own home shores in a concerted effort to decree a gender-free utopia. Breaking away from the evil enslavement of oppressive pronouns, smashing through that stilted style of a he and she society, Sweden has dared to boldly go where no man—oops—where no one has gone before: to that godless netherworld of generic genitalia.
Swedes can be remarkably thorough in their pursuit of gender parity. A few years ago, a feminist political party proposed a law requiring men to sit while urinating—less messy and more equal. In 2004, the leader of the Sweden’s Left Party Feminist Council, Gudrun Schyman, proposed a “man tax”—a special tariff to be levied on men to pay for all the violence and mayhem wrought by their sex.
In April 2012, following the celebration of International Women’s Day, the Swedes formally introduced the genderless pronoun “hen” to be used in place of he and she (han and hon).
Egalia, a new state-sponsored pre-school in Stockholm, is dedicated to the total obliteration of the male and female distinction. There are no boys and girls at Egalia—just “friends” and “buddies.” Classic fairy tales like Cinderella and Snow White have been replaced by tales of two male giraffes who parent abandoned crocodile eggs.
The Swedish Green Party would like Egalia to be the norm: It has suggested placing gender watchdogs in all of the nation’s preschools. “Egalia gives [children] a fantastic opportunity to be whoever they want to be,” says one excited teacher. (It is probably necessary to add that this is not an Orwellian satire, this school actually exists.) The Atlantic—You Can Give a Boy a Doll…
Gender Watchdogs. Oh yes, indeed. Because as we all know, it’s not about the fantastic opportunity to be whoever we want to be. It‘s about the harsh enforcement upon a passive population of a delusional twilight world awash in perpetual penis envy.
The Outcast episode from Star Trek: The Next Generation, which was obviously produced to make a pro-homosexual plea to the American nation in the early 1990s, provides a nice narrative about our progressive masters. Oh how the bleeding liberal heart of 20 years ago has hardened! All that tolerance and compassion, now in the 21st century, has become nothing more than congealed Marxist-socialist muck. All hail Collectivism!
Note that Star Trek’s notion of a genderless society is composed entirely of female eunuchs—there ain’t nobody here who even remotely resembles a male. Get the message, boys?