The Grammy Awards, like most entertainment award shows, are a hotbed of perverted liberal activism – from lesbian kisses to Macklemore’s “Same Love” song. It was so bad this year that “popular Christian gospel singer Natalie Grant walked out . . . after witnessing a series of performances that even the mainstream entertainment media admitted were occult in nature.”
Madonna was dressed like a witch. Katy Perry was “surrounded by demons as she danced around an upside down broomstick before being encircled by fire during a performance of her song ‘Dark Horse.’ Perry wore clothing bearing an illuminated Knights Templar cross.”
Then there was the “diversity” wedding event in an attempt to portray same-sex marriage as normal. So Madonna’s witch outfit and Perry’s gyrating to the gods of the underworld fit right in.
A dysfunctional worldview can lead to mental illness where the brain still functions but without rational thought. The brain gets rewired so it can’t think itself out of a particular mental rut since it denies any fixed outside moral reference point.
It often takes a worldview slap, like the one Cher gives Nicholas Cage in Moonstruck: “Snap out of it!”
Then there’s the “Quickie Nirvana” episode of “The Rockford Files.” Jim Rockford, played by James Garner, teams up with New Age nut job Jane Patten who goes by the name Sky Aquarian (Valerie Curtin). Contradiction as normalcy is the foundation of her worldview; it’s like the sound of one hand clapping, she tells Rockford. Rockford reaches across the table and slaps her across the face, jolting her back to reality with the comment, “That’s the sound of one hand clapping.”
Let’s do a little bit of logical slapping of Macklemore’s “Same Love” Song:
The right-wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition, playing God
Ahh, nah, here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And “God loves all his children” is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written 3,500 years ago
I don’t know.
I’m not a lyricist, so keep that in mind as I tweak Macklemore’s lyrics a bit.
The left-wing liberals think it’s not a decision
So you don’t need to be cured of your innermost pre-disposition
If you love little boys or girls or boys with curls it makes no difference
Their age doesn’t matter since God tells us to love all his children.
While Macklemore’s original lyrics are about homosexuality, my reworking of them is about pedophilia – sex with children. Pedophiles don’t believe they have a choice in their sexual desires for children. It’s not a decision for them. They don’t believe they need to be cured of anything since they believe they have an “innermost pre-disposition.”
I suspect that people with all types of desires and behaviors would make similar claims. “I was just born that way. I can’t help myself.”
For example, “Some of us, it seems, were just born to be bad. Scientists say they are on the verge of pinning down genetic and biochemical abnormalities that predispose their bearers to violence. An article in the journal Science . . . carried the headline EVIDENCE FOUND FOR POSSIBLE ‘AGGRESSION’ GENE.”1
If you’re overweight, do I have an excuse for you: “Researchers have found a brain chemical that boosts the craving for fat—and a way to block it without affecting the appetite for healthier foods.”2
Racism is said to be an evolutionary trait. “Is racism simply human nature or something learned from society? Neither, says a team of psychologists who, despite criticism, argue that racism represents an accidental side effect of evolution.”3
The “I-was-made-like-this” argument has a long history. It reminds me of a scene from the movie The African Queen (1951). Charlie Allnut (Humphrey Bogart) and Rose Sayer (Katherine Hepburn) are traveling down the very dangerous Ulanga River in Africa during World War I in an attempt to avoid capture by the Germans.
Rose is a conservative Christian missionary and Charlie makes his living operating a small, dilapidated mail boat hauling supplies to remote outposts.
After binging and passing out after one of his regular bouts with the bottle, Charlie wakes to see Rose pouring the contents of one of his precious gin bottles into the river. Charlie is visibly upset as he pleads with her: “Oh, Miss. Oh, have pity, Miss. You don’t know what you’re doing Miss. I’ll perish without a hair of the dog. Oh, Miss, it ain’t your property.”
Seeing that he’s getting nowhere with this line of argument, he tries a kinder more subtle approach:
“Uh, how’s the Book, Miss? [referring to the Bible, “a book written 3,500 years ago” as Macklemore describes it ]. Well, not that I ain’t read it, that is to say, my poor old Mum used to read me stories out of it. How’s about reading it out loud? I could sure do with a little spiritual comfort myself.”
After getting the cold shoulder, Charlie lets his emotions fly and yells at her: “And you call yourself a Christian! Do you hear me? Don’t ya? Don’t ya? Huh?” She shows only a slight reaction but doesn’t say a word. He backs up and goes about cleaning the relief valve on the boiler that’s shaped like a cross — symbolic of the impact Rose is having on him and his circumstances.
He asks for mercy: “What ya being so mean for, Miss? A man takes a drop too much once and a while; it’s only human nature.” Without looking up, she says, “Nature, Mr. Allnut, is what we are put in this world to rise above.”
This is no longer the case. Liberals like to parade their decadence before the whole in an attempt to assure themselves that a public display of perversity will somehow normalize it.