We are facilitating a new priest class. The paedophilia scandal which engulfed the Catholic Church was always about the lack of safeguarding; it was not about priests being paedophiles; it was paedophiles identifying as priests. These men trained for years to get a priest pass and for decades they took full advantage of the cloak of respectability to abuse children.
The scandal that broke shook the Roman Catholic church to its foundations. Many senior clerics were exposed as perpetrators or enablers. It soon transpired that priests were simply shuffled around dioceses rather than held to account. Turned out Craggy Island was not a comedy, it was a tragedy.
Safeguarding lapses attract predators. Today the priests cassock has been exchanged for a frock and a rainbow lanyard. We have created a class of people who are deemed to be beyond reproach and anyone criticising this ideology can literally find the police at their door. This is not a healthy place for any society to find itself and just as we started to have public inquiries into child sexual abuse we have entered a new chapter.
My latest is a piece on a trans youth group which advertises an age range as broad as 11-21. It is run by the Childhood and Adolescent Mental Health service (CAMHS) who provide the staff. The lead facilitator moonlights as a DJ and her twitter account can easily be located. She shares inappropriate adult content and shows a lack of awareness of sexual boundaries. This piece covers that group and one of its “graduates” who is now promoting porn, larping as a gay man, engaging in anonymous sex and running an only fans to showcase her broken body.
I have disguised names and blocked out genitalia, even though this is on full display on twitter. I have not even shown the most extreme content which is in the public domain so I cannot imagine what paid subscribers are “treated” to… This seems like a very damaged individual with no boundaries. This is the end game. Girls are being taught not to have any sexual boundaries and that their bodies are playgrounds for men’s use. Queering the boundaries has meant a double mastectomy, testosterone and having a handler treat you like an obedient “puppy”.
Is this the crock of gold she expected when she began her rainbow journey?