Some hyper-sensitive Americans love to cry buckets of liberal tears over every minor provocation, like the Sydney Sweeney jeans ad or how the policy of separating immigrant asylum seekers from their children has been revived.
Why are they so scandalized by a woman being sexy and by scandals?
It’s so predictable and pathetic how there’s some big uproar every time a cute young lady winks at the camera or a creepy old man who is president sloppily covers up his involvement with a pedophile sex offender.
If I had a dime every time people freaked out over something tiny like a blonde making a blonde joke or a president influencing a witness to change the details of their testimony in exchange for a more favorable prison sentence, I’d have at least half the cost of a seat at one of said president’s influence-peddling crypto-dinners.
Why do they act like it’s such a big deal to flaunt a preference for blue eyes or fire a respected career statistician for reporting real but negative employment numbers, thereby redefining all facts unfavorable to the president as “rigged” and rendering all future state-reported information meaningless?
What makes the bleeding-heart types so uncomfortable with a lovely woman shilling fast fashion or a prosperous nation attempting to get a cut of human smuggling coyote fees by imposing exorbitant visa application bonds to foreign visitors?
Why can’t they cope with a jeans company using a woman using her prettiness or a government using every available means of state intimidation to extort contracts and cash from other nations?
I find it hilarious how they get all bent out of shape over a little racialized cleavage and over every little attempt to rob people of color of congressional representation by gerrymandering voting districts.
Oh, boo-hoo. Some sexy women use their sexuality to sell jeans in a way you find distasteful, and some presidents coerce universities to do their bidding in exchange for research funding that saves lives and keeps their lights on.
But really, this is a tale as old as time. Women have always been publicly hot to sell jeans in a way that winkingly references eugenics, just like presidents have always used a barrage of lawsuits and retaliation threats to force media companies to cease unfavorable coverage of their administrations.
It all comes down to this: Liberals and other no-fun scandal-mongers hate beautiful women who don’t conceal their beauty and lying presidents who don’t conceal their lies.
I find all of it silly. What I’ve learned is you have to save your outrage for things that really matter. The last time I got as upset about something as I’ve been told everyone is upset about this jeans ad, it was when I got upset about the January 6 insurrection before I was told not to get upset about the January 6 insurrection. And, I guess, when I got really upset about other people still being upset about the January 6 insurrection.
See, I came to understand that January 6 was just another tiny little thing everyone was blowing way out of proportion, like an ad that puns “jeans” with “genes” or a president whose lies have bereft a centuries-old democracy of its legitimacy, maybe irretrievably.
If people are outraged about one thing I perceive as trivial, that means every single thing they’re outraged about is equally trivial.