Little Red Riding Hood doesn’t stand a chance.

There are creepier dangers than the Big Bad Wolf. Like librarians.

That’s right. Librarians.

But first …

Why is everyone now identified by a sexual descriptor?

Is sexuality the new ID?

Who are these creepy misfits who just can’t resist sexualizing everything from pronouns to puppet shows to story hour? And why are children now the target of their sexual queerness? Why are they hellbent on baptizing the littlest of the littles into the world of their sexual smog?

A generation ago, they’d be in jail. Today … today they’re in the classrooms. And the public libraries.

What the hell is going on?

The American Library Association … the organization that used to worry most about footnotes and proper bibliographies … has come out of the library stacks.

This National organization has endorsed  “targeting preschool and grade school children with homosexuality and transgenderism in public libraries.”

You oughta read that last line again … because some adults think this is a very good idea.

I am so extra tired of this idiocy.

We’re all exhausted by this imposed pressure to rearrange this society for the sake of a few folks who have gooey issues they don’t seem quite able to resolve.

So all of society has to hop-to-it … and roll out the welcome mat … so they can feel a-okay in their oddness.

No thanks. Ain’t my job.

And it certainly isn’t the job of five year olds.

Why this sudden need to broadcast one’s sexual struggles? Since when do most folks give a damn? Most don’t … and even fewer are interested in solving personal issues that don’t belong to them.

Sorry … we all deal with issues. Spare us your details. We’re not interested. And leave our kids out of it, too. They don’t care either … and don’t try to make ’em care.

Everyone’s life has ruts … some shallow, some not. But the hallmark of maturity is to manage those ruts … and see one’s self as a member of a larger community that requires both self-awareness … and self-restraint. 

It’s called being a grown-up.

AND HERE’S A REMINDER: Every inch of one’s life is not subject to public broadcast or approval. There are parts of everyone’s life that should be kept quiet. Veiled. 

It’s what adults do.

It’s called maturity. Look it up. In the library.

But now we have custodians of your own children …  teachers and librarians … coloring childhood with their social justice slop. Insisting that your children become rabid, sexuality sympathizers … their tender age be damned.

And these arrogant adults show no hesitation to warp your children … and usher them into some deviant universe … under the guise of diversity and social justice.

Stop with this obsession with childhood.

Go figure yourselves out.

Stay away from the kids.

Denis Ian