In ancient Greek mythology, the Sirens were dangerous creatures, a combination of a woman and a bird, who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. In the epic poem the Odyssey, by a guy named Homer, the character Odysseus was curious about what the Sirens sang to him, so had all his sailors plug their ears with beeswax and tie him to the mast, ordering his men to leave him tied up no matter what.
When he heard the enchanting songs, Odysseus was stirred to such frenzy that he ordered his men to untie him, but they bound him tighter. Some post-Homeric authors said that the Sirens were fated to die if someone heard their singing and escaped them, and that after Odysseus passed by they flung themselves into the water and perished.
Now the Sirens are circling Capitol Hill in the form of a shrill, shrieking cast of media vultures, led by the beady-eyed CNN, circling our legislative bodies, screaming “sexual harassment,” scaring the living crap out of our Republican statesmen who fear they might be the next victim to fall from some hysterical charge that they harassed a woman some 40 years ago, thus watching their careers go crashing against the rocks.
Grow some balls, men! The women and female-men who are orchestrating this sexual harassment onslaught are not the kind of women we all grew up thinking we wanted to marry – feminine, caring, nurturing; women who wanted to maybe start a family and raise children. Those women are still out there. No, these viper women and shemale anchors on CNN are vutures, castrators, not journalists, and they must be treated as such. Grow some balls, men, and don’t give them up!
Having testicles used to mean American male courage, valor, standing up for what is right in the face of a moral onslaught – an older, forgotten definition of manhood, just as gay used to mean joyous and happy instead of an unhappy homosexual. Certain types of women have coveted testicles, but it was always a test of one’s manhood not to be lured in and give them up to a domineering female. Now the feminists and the LGBTQ crowd are circling Capitol Hill in search of Republican male appendages willing to be given up.
Those of us who live in the real world outside Hollywood television and Washington know that most American men and women are decent folks who treat each other with politeness and respect. But the sexual harassment Sirens are wily creatures, and picked the two places to sing their Song of Shame where the pickings’ would be easy – Hollywood and the Nation’s Capitol. The Sirens knew that the soft underbelly of each location was a vast moral cesspool where not only were there an abundance of men who used women as their personal playtoys, and have since the beginning of politics and the invention of television, but also understood there were plenty of angry women in each place who had their own personal stories of lechers, some from memories as long as 40 years ago, and with the help of a friendly Washington Post or CNN reporters, were ready to bring powerful men down.
Because there is a political agenda here. The latest sexual harassment poster boy is Roy Moore, who is running for Senate in Alabama. The Sirens have descended with the force of a tsunami on Washington, first with 40 year old stories from women of Moore sexually harassing them when they were teenagers. Though Moore vigorously denied the allegations, he was tried and convicted in the media, his guilt taken to leaders of Congress, who said they of course believed the women, and said Moore should step down. From appearances, Moore’s gravest sin was as an Alabama court justice having defended the placement of the Ten Commandments outside the courthouse, and also having opposed same-sex marriage – two issues near and spiteful to the atheist LGBTQ heart. So Moore had to go, and the full force of the Siren’s sexual harassment song was unleashed.
At a news conference yesterday, White House Press Secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders, who had more testicles than anyone in the press room, taped herself to the mast and withstood the onslaught of the shaming reporters as they relentlessly shrieked – “Does the President think Roy Moore should resign?” “Does President Trump think the accusations are true?” “Does the President think Roy Moore is gross?” – for fifteen nonstop, whining minutes. All they could get out of Sanders was that the President thinks the accusations are “troubling,” but it is up to the voters of Alabama to decide.
So CNN and other Siren media went back to their computers and cameras and reported that the President thinks Roy Moore’s candidacy is “troubling,” spread over the airwaves and through the internet, hoping to shame Alabama voters into not voting for him. What I predict will happen is that voters in Alabama will go to the polls and resoundingly vote Moore in, for the primary reason that he is being bashed by a hysterical, shaming media telling people who they should vote for. The media shaming was a huge factor in Trump’s election, as much a vote against the media who were telling us how wonderful Hillary was while ignoring the real difficulties everyone was facing, like jobs and working people paying for medical care, and an oppressive tax code, which by the way, drew one question at the press conference.
That’s what the media in its narcissistic arrogance doesn’t realize: that they are so obnoxious, so judgmental, so self-righteous, that they assume others are incapable of making up their own minds on a candidate or an issue. They want an unthinking populace. Yet that arrogance will, hopefully, be their downfall, though it may be too much to expect that once this sexual harassment hysteria has passed, and they see we are not caught up in their shame, that they will fling themselves into the Potomac and perish.