"I have to be like Gandhi out there. I will just take the hits."
Over the last two years, Billboard Chris has been assaulted twenty times while protesting against the use of puberty blockers, cross-sex hormones, and gender surgeries on children on the streets of North American cities. The video above, which documents the most dramatic of those assaults, a premeditated ambush by a group of men in Montreal, grabbed my attention when I saw it cross my timeline in August. A few days later I proposed traveling with him. It turned out he was about to embark on the weeklong journey through the outer extremes of America’s political geography at a crucial inflection point in the evolution of the gender ideology on which I wound up joining him. I’ve been working my way through the dozens of hours of video and audio I captured along the way in preparation for the long feature story and shorter podcast I’ll be posting here, and will continue to share discrete episodes from it, where they emerge, including this one, wherein he recounts the attack in detail.
The assault is one a long series of moments that crystalize the Twilight Zone—like unreality into which Chris chose to immerse himself, driven by the conviction that he cannot bear to live in a society that doses children with a cancer drug once used to chemically castrate sex offenders before we judged it to be an inhumane punishment. In this inverted world, refraining from engaging in medical experimentation on children makes one a Nazi, and one “Protects Trans Kids” by placing them on a pipeline to becoming lifelong medical patients. Anarchists rage at parents trying to protect children caught up in an online social contagion from the medical risks they are courting— and the whole of our medical and educational establishments, the mega-corporations dominating our culture industries, and the leadership of our ruling political party all speak in one voice in alignment with those putative radicals and against those parents. To travel with Billboard Chris is to plunge oneself entirely into this alternate reality that has subsumed our own, wherein real bodies of actual children are sacrificed on the altar of the astro-turfed pseudo-morality, the rising heathen dogma of our nonprofit and corporate laptop classes who style themselves as the vanguard of humanity while deifying unconstrained human will and desire as the ultimate good which serves as a warrant for the oligarchical powers that be to manage democracy and stifle dissent.
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