Apparently everything must now come second to gender ideology, including standard medical advice about feeding babies. When women breastfeed their infants, they are told to avoid everything from paracetamol to a glass of wine. Yet to induce simulated lactation in men requires a cocktail of powerful drugs, the effects of which on babies are unknown. Discharge from men’s nipples is also usually a sign of sickness.
A video short by Manhattan Institutefellow Chris Rufo. Rufo’s investigative reporting on this issue is indispensable.
The transgender movement has conquered American life. Activist teachers have converted classrooms into propaganda. Influencers are driving billions of social media impressions. And doctors are cutting up kids in the name of gender-affirming care. The story goes deeper than you might imagine, featuring rage-filled intellectuals, a trans billionaire benefactor, and large scale medical experiments in a Detroit ghetto. This is the story of the transgender empire, how it came into being, and how it hopes to change the face of American society forever.
“A trans movement manifesto is intended as a secular sermon that unabashedly advocates embracing a disruptive and refigurative gender queer or transgender power as a spiritual resource.”
Susan Stryker (founding member of Trans Movement)
Sadly, some Christian churches believe that sermon.
As I stepped onto the Sand Dune Arch Trail in Arches National Park, the early morning sun was casting long, dramatic shadows that danced on the red-orange sandstone formations. The air was dry, carrying the faint scent of sagebrush and juniper, a signature perfume of the Utah desert.
The trail, a mere half-mile long, was easy, but the scenery was anything but ordinary. It was like stepping onto another planet, the landscape a surreal painting of wind-sculpted arches and towering spires. The centerpiece, the Sand Dune Arch, was a marvel of nature’s architecture, a testament to the power of wind and time. Nestled between two sandstone fins, it was a hidden gem, and no doubt a sanctuary of shade in the desert’s unforgiving heat, if you visit during the summer. But I was there during the coolness of early spring. The best time to go.
As I walked, the sand beneath my feet shifted, each step a crunch in the otherwise silent expanse. Upon reaching the arch I sat, taking a moment to appreciate the quiet, the grandeur of the arch above me, and the way the light filtered through, casting an ethereal glow.
The Sand Dune Arch Trail, though short, was a journey through time, a glimpse into the raw, untamed beauty of nature.
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