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RIGHT WING BASICS
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this is now a book thread

Jesus was not a jew

Listen.
You look around a rave at two in the morning-strobe lights carving up the darkness, bass shaking the ribcage-and there she is: thirty-four, thirty-seven, maybe even forty-two. Glow sticks around her wrist, hair wild, dancing like the night still belongs to her. No ring on her finger. No baby at home waiting for her. And you wonder, is this normal now?
Yeah. It is.
Not "normal" in the way our grandparents understood the word-where thirty meant mortgage, two kids, and a station wagon-but normal in the world we actually built. Women today are the first generation in human history who were told, from kindergarten onward, that their worth wasn't measured by the family they started but by the life they designed. University, career, travel, self-discovery, "finding yourself." The script flipped. Marriage and babies stopped being the default setting and became optional chapters you could write whenever-or never.
So they waited.
They waited because rent in every decent city is insane. They waited because student debt is a second mortgage. They waited because the men around them were also waiting-scrolling, gaming, "figuring it out." They waited because the culture screamed that settling down early was failure, that ambition was sexier than motherhood, that the clock was just a patriarchal myth anyway. And the rave? The rave became the perfect cathedral for that new religion: freedom, hedonism, presence, "living in the now." No responsibilities, no tomorrow, just the drop hitting and everyone screaming like it's 1999 forever.
But here's the part nobody says out loud in the smoke and lasers: biology didn't get the memo. Ovaries don't care about your personal brand or your passport stamps. Fertility doesn't negotiate with feminism. The same thirty-five-year-old woman crushing it on the dance floor is statistically less likely to conceive naturally than she was at twenty-eight, and the window is closing faster than the after-party. Some of them know it. Some of them don't want to think about it. Some of them have quietly accepted they might never have kids and are trying to make peace with that in the middle of the night while the music drowns out the quiet fear.
Is it normal? Absolutely. Is it consequence-free? No.
Plenty of these women are genuinely happy. They've built lives full of experiences most humans in history could never dream of. But plenty more, when the music stops and the lights come up, feel the ache of something unfinishPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

"You Watched ANIMATION!!"
Also 1 april.

Nick Shirley's investigations were too effective, he has made asses out of them all, so they're trying to shut it down.