Tickle vs. Giggle- The Lawsuit
Some will read and say my imagination has run wild. No, I'm cold stone serious. But you'll have to come with me to Australia.
I hear that visiting Australia is an otherworldly experience. You will see the natural world as if it had arrived separate of the Big Bang. I’m told we’ll see animals and fauna found nowhere else. Kangaroos, for example, give birth to tiny pink fetuses only to force them to travel unaided across the hairy stomach where they will find shelter in a pouch—ingenious.
So ingenious that Darwin thought he stumbled upon further proof of his theory of evolution. He saw the Kangaroo and proclaimed it another example of evolutionary adaptation. Sometime long ago, the Kangaroo evolved a built-in baby carriage. This allowed the critter to defend herself with powerful rear legs while safely taking the baby to the fight.
Of course, one question leads to another, and when an adherent to Darwinism is asked where the Kangaroo, a marsupio, evolved, the answer becomes less confident. “From the opossum family… or perhaps the Kangaroo rat,” they might speculate, and I suppose that is possible. But what about the Kangaroo rat and all the other rats? How and why did they evolve? And why the hopping and the small front arms? And what evolutionary purpose was there in giving birth to a mobile fetus and having it slither into momma’s pouch where it will latch to one of four teets?
Naturally, Darwin found reason to theorize that homo sapiens evolved too and produced fossil and bone evidence of our progression. It appears that size and posture evolved, and geneticists say we share DNA with primates. But it begs the question. At what precise moment did primates become human? Of course, that would require agreement on the definition of ‘human.’ We could then focus on why a rouge DNA strand decided to drop the whole hairy body thing. And why did we not evolve to have a pouch to protect our young and our modesty? That would have solved all sorts of humanity’s problems.
Eventually, the Darwinists explain that we must accept some of nature’s mysteries on… faith. They don’t care much for that term but will agree that much is unknown.
Had Darwin sailed into Sidney’s harbor today, he would have found a thoroughly modern Western country with a beautiful Opera House. Populated by millions of mostly European immigrants, this former British penal colony has evolved into a primarily peace-loving advanced society. And if he docked and found a Starbucks and a newspaper and read the story under the headline ‘Tickle vs. Giggle, the Verdict,’ he would have to reconsider his whole notion of evolution explaining progress.
I’ll keep the details short because you can read about ‘Tickle vs. Giggle’ here, here, and here.
Ms. Tickle, formerly Mr. Tickle, wished to find new relationships using a social media app called Giggle for Girls. The actual girls at Giggle took exception to Ms. Tickle’s claim of being a girl and cavorting on their ‘only’ girl social media site when, in fact, she was born a boy, complete with male genitalia and chromosomes. Saying you’re a girl, growing your hair long, putting on lipstick, and taking some hormones to grow boobs does not make you a girl, they claimed.
The attorney for the Giggles, Bridie Nolan, dismantled Ms. Tickles’ claim that he is psychologically a woman by asking, “What is a woman if thinking one is a woman, means one is a woman? A woman is not a thought.”
Ms. Tickle was not to be denied. A lawsuit was filed claiming discrimination. The mean girls from ‘Giggle for Girls’ were to be forced to accept a biological boy claiming to be a girl into their girl-only site. Ms. Tickle wanted them to know that every boy and girl has a constitutionally guaranteed right to claim to be anything they wish, and every Australian is compelled to go along. That’s what the good judge was to decide.
Darwin would likely be amazed that a court of law, presumably staffed with mature adults, would even hear such a case. And when he read that an Australian judge sided with Ms. Tickle, awarding her $10,000 plus attorney fees, he must have… well, giggled like a group of young school girls at an eighth-grade dance.
Upon gathering his composure, Darwin starts taking notes, tickled to think he might be watching human evolution unfold in real-time. Before his eyes and yours, we all are watching humanity evolve into creatures who believe it is within their will and right to deny the natural world. That our very essence, from our gender to the very moral code we choose to live by, is simply ours to construct as if we are our own creators.
Darwin deeply ponders the changes necessary to our DNA to explain this new mutation—this new phenomenon. He sifts through the volumes of scientific knowledge he has and attempts some rational understanding as to how this might benefit humankind. It torments him that this bit of evolutionary change appears to not only offer no advantage to humanity but might be destructive. He recalls reading Nietzsche's warning about removing God from the center of a shared ethos. How, then, will humanity navigate the will and whim of the individual? Will we decay into a morass of moral relativism? Will the depravity and violence inherent in nihilism consume us?
Charles Darwin wraps his lecture with a bit of solace. He tells us that the percentage of those wishing for a different gender is growing but still relatively small—so small that it does not represent a major evolutionary change but rather an aberration, perhaps of a mental nature. Whew!
Yet, a bit of concern remains. Certainly, those who suffer from gender dysphoria should have our sympathy. They also need and should be provided with psychological care. My concern is with those who encourage this dysphoria, believing that every will and whim of the confused, however temporary, be catered to. From teachers to judges to religious leaders to our politicians, we see a growing number of these progressives who see some benefit in normalizing aberrant human behavior. This growing part of our society wishes to bend all of society to their will using fuzzy notions of ‘equality’ and ‘equity’ as a cudgel while holding their nose up as if morally superior.
Today, women who wish to compete against other women are told they must also compete with men. Hard-earned gender equality has been turned back, with a man taking first and a woman taking second in a woman’s sporting event. The point of competitive sports has been lost, and we are all the lessor for it.
And what about the poor souls who think they somehow were misgendered at birth? Those who have been encouraged to have things cut off and have been given hormones to suppress this and enhance that? A growing number have emerged from their dysphoria with deep regret. They are called de-transitioners. They have chosen to return to nature’s way. Their stories nearly always reveal the depth of their dysphoria.
Our cultural decay is not caused by the few who claim some confusion with their gender. It is with those who legitimize and normalize them along with all sorts of other aberrant and sometimes abhorrent behavior. These people say stealing is just a creative form of reparations and that the raping and murdering of Israeli women is a natural response to centuries-old hatreds, and the burning of cities and neighborhoods is a legitimate way to take out our racial rage.
Perhaps this is the result of our ‘woke’ moment with its roots in Marxism and warned against by the likes of Nietzsche, C.S. Lewis, and others. This ideology has found its way into nearly every institution, from medical schools to churches. Today, it even sits atop the platforms of political parties.
Again, I refer to C.S. Lewis, who said it best. “Of all tyrannies, a tyranny exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”
Have a great week.