Fatherhood: Pushing Past Your Stupid Prejudices

 Oh, those stupid Christian assholes!!! They NEVER think it'll be THEIR own kid...

I just vapour locked when I saw this latest morality play out of the Establishment. It opens a lot of old wounds... but I got off light. My kid came out of the closet as a militant queer social justice warrior. At that time very few parents had yet to go through what I did. These messed up millennial kids just started tumbling out of the closet and us parents wondered what the hell had happened and what to do about it.

In this round of liberal kabuki theatre, the ignorant, sinful father repents and kneels down to accept faggotry and perversion in all its forms and everyone lives happily ever after. He begs forgiveness for his rural roots and religion and rejects them forevermore. It's all claptrap of course and in all likelihood never happened. We see this all the time now, when paid actors (or the losers seeking 15 minutes of fame) come forward to play their parts on the mainstream stage and recite their lines. It is the classic shitlib parable.

When my daughter came out of the closet I was destroyed. She dumped a load of ultimatums and rules on me for our reinvented family going forward. She and her creepy girlfriend (who I learned later, is being counselled and medicated for psychological issues) - would be the new heads of our family. They would decide what everyone (especially me) could say and think. Both of them thought their parents were mean, heartless and abusive and everyone (especially me) would have to accept and acknowledge their sins against them and atone.

I can't speak for shitlib 'fathers' and their parodies... but this was my journey. We promptly rejected each other. First I was heartbroken. Then I was angry... and spent a LOT of time that way. At length I was able to stop emoting and begin to think. Critical thinking in these situations is an absolute MUST or you are in for a helluva ride through the emotional meat grinder and a world of hurt. I began a clinical, objective study of queers. I pushed past my sorrow and guilt (all fathers feel guilt when their children fail - even if their kids are legal adults). I had no religious biases at the time - I was still an atheist. I was not looking for God when I accidentally tripped over Him years later.

My research took a dual approach. I started consulting with other parents on closed and moderated message boards that required permission to join. From other parents I learned about the narratives queers and their enablers live by. The ignorant, hateful father figures prominently as does the victim myth. It is common to almost all queer narratives and it is almost always false. Faggots are not as bad in this regard, but the vast majority of lesbians are angry and hateful and almost always attack their families upon 'coming out'. If you're a father, you will be falsely accused of awful things. Expect the shitlibs in your family to accept the falsehoods and believe them. Expect to be shamed, humiliated and threatened. There are no options for the father here - either you bend the knee as the hero in our story did... or you get exiled. Both options have their obvious pros and cons and you will have to make your decision as you see fit. Just talking to other parents who have been there and done that is balm for the tortured father's soul. Do your damage control.

Eventually I began studying my daughter. I pushed past my emotions, put that brat on a glass slide and slid her under the microscope. I followed her on the internet, visiting the same sites, watching the conversations and back and forth between the denizens of the gay community and my daughter's part in it... and I realized there was no way I could be true to myself and my daughter in a setting like that with those people, and there is NO WAY AT ALL a "Christian" can exist willingly in spaces like that and still be a Christian. The media sanitizes and whitewashes the realities of gay life. Most people don't realize that or think about it. Those people have different values, they have their own language and contrary to the narrative - their spaces are filled with hatred and intolerance. When I found out all this my heart broke again. But my family was adamant - accept the pozz or be exiled and estranged. I said "Sayanarra assholes!" and walked away. I told my wife she could join me or not, but I was not going one step further down that road.

The other thing us ignorant bigotted fathers need to realize is that as tough as this road is on you... it will be even harder on the wife. They live and die on their emotions and the tactics of cancel culture will work on them far more often than not. There is no happy middle ground between faggotry and Christianity, or, in my opinion, faggotry and basic sanity.

Maybe my daughter will grow up one day and start to think? I personally doubt it but if she does and she wants to straighten out... I am a father and I will be here. But she is an adult; if she insists on self destructive and unethical behaviour the consequences are up to her and God. 

I pray that this is a road that today's father never has to tread - I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy... but if you have to walk it... tread it like a man or a Christian if you can.

Cheers,

Filtie