We are finally reaching the fag end of annual Pride Month this June—but don’t worry, despite its name, it’ll still continue limping on throughout the next two remaining months of summer, too. And then the following four months of the year in addition. And then starting anew all over again in early January.

Yet it often seems as if the Sacred Month is misnamed not only because it lasts for somewhat longer than a mere four calendar weeks; rather than being simply proud, many of its most eager participants nowadays seem more as if they were wholly shameless instead. There is a difference.

Piddling Pool
At last year’s San Francisco Pride march, which was billed as being “family-friendly”—for the families of Caligula, Elagabalus, and Nero, maybe—grown men were filmed wandering around naked, while exhibitionists openly urinated on one another in paddling pools in front of children who had been dragged along to watch, thereby to teach them the virtues of “tolerance.” Also proudly participating in the Pride Parade that year were the FBI, although sadly not in the capacity of arresting and then shooting everyone involved. The Boy Scouts of America were in attendance too, thereby hoping to disprove the bigoted old stereotype about scoutmasters all being obvious pedophiles.

Of course, SF Pride does still have some standards: In 2022, it briefly banned participants from marching in police uniforms, due to the pigs’ long and ignoble alleged record of “oppressing” queers by, for example, locking them up behind bars whenever they had previously attempted to piss on one another for sexual pleasure in front of other people’s toddlers.

“Last year’s San Francisco Pride march was billed as being ‘family-friendly’—for the families of Caligula, Elagabalus, and Nero, maybe.”

Last year, the FBI, perhaps worried about the potential fate of some of its own participating agents, warned that Islamist terror organizations like ISIS could well target Pride events all across the country. Regrettably, the FBI were wrong.

Interestingly, nudity is listed as being a specific crime in San Francisco, at least outside of one’s own private bathtub. The only way to get around this, for any public event, is to apply for a permit from city authorities—so, the city’s impeccably far-left mayor at the time, London Breed, and various of her underlings, must presumably have thought it was a legitimate moral cause to have kids exposed to live-action displays of human-toilet-play taking place in miniature rubber swimming pools.

Golden Showers on the Golden Gate Bridge: the new tourist slogan promise of the 100 percent shameless San Francisco of tomorrow.

Crash Course in Corruption
Contemporary politicians’ unquestioning mass support of even the worst excessive manifestations of Gay Pride should not really surprise us, as most of them seem to be thoroughly shameless these days too. Once upon a time, at least in the novels of Nathaniel Hawthorne, moral transgressors were made to stitch big red “A”s upon their clothes, for “Adultery.” Today, they would be more likely to wear their Scarlet Letter as a badge of Pride, “A” for “Anal.”

Last year on this site, I wrote about Jamie Wallis, an English MP arrested after abandoning his car at the scene of a crash, before fleeing unsteadily into the night dressed in high heels and a miniskirt. Once news of his conviction emerged, Wallis pleaded for sympathy and leniency by virtue of coming out as a trans-thing, before providing the public with explicit and unwanted details about how another man had recently bummed him sans condom, something that had somehow helped “cause” his illegal car-crash conduct. For doing so, he was applauded by his fellow MPs the next time he appeared in the House of Commons, instead of being hounded out with pitchforks and sharpened dildo-spears as a moral freak, like he should have been.

Wallis was back in court the other week, now posing under his new name of “Katie,” for harassing his ex-wife. A guilty plea was entered, but it doesn’t appear Jamie felt truly guilty at all, to judge by the fact his legal representatives pleaded that “the impact of her gender transition on her mental health” ought to be taken into account during sentencing. I agree. Hang him just for trying it on again.

No doubt Wallis would tearfully accuse this current article of “kink-shaming” him. But how can you kink-shame someone who appears to suffer no noticeable concept of shame at all?

Wake Up and Snort the Coffee
There have always been corrupt and morally flawed public officials, from time immemorial; but at least men like Pontius Pilate still once realized they had actual sins to wash their hands clean of. Today’s governing class think themselves an entirely different, superior species to the rest of us, with nothing ever to apologize for. In fact, it’s us who should really be apologizing to them, for simplemindedly and incorrectly thinking they might have anything worth apologizing for in the first place.

After a right-wing candidate, Karol Nawrocki, won the Polish presidential election in June, a leading liberal Polish movie director, Agnieszka Holland, expressed her immense dismay that “unaware, simple people with [only] primary education” had decided the contest for the whole nation, proposing everyone without a university degree should be henceforth stripped of the franchise. I wonder if Jamie Wallis might think likewise about the primitive ’tard voters of Great Britain.

The U.K.’s most recent General Election was in 2024, but Wallis decided not to re-stand for election then, citing the excuse the electoral boundaries of his old constituency had just changed. Really? Or might it instead have had something to do with the probability that, unlike their far higher educated “betters” in the House of Commons, Wallis’ local proletarian voters would have been ever so slightly less likely to have applauded him for his disturbed deviancies than to have booted him out as a lying, mentally ill pervert at the very first opportunity they received?

Thanks to the conduct of “women” like Wallis, Western voters will now believe almost anything at all bad of their politicians. During a recent diplomatic train trip to Ukraine, the leaders of France, Britain, and Germany were pictured hard at work on the train, surrounded by cups, spoons, paper napkins, and other common coffee-table paraphernalia. Spying an opportunity, Russian propagandists lied that the coffee paraphernalia was in fact drug paraphernalia, and that the leaders had been off their Heads of State throughout their whole trip. Their sugar was cocaine, their spoons were for dishing out lines of the stuff, and a crumpled tissue was “a bag of Blow.” The French State clarified this latter item was more truly a harmless white item “for blowing your nose,” but of course that could have been taken in two ways.

Several Western conspiracy theorists, like Alex Jones of Infowars fame, fell for the scam, telling his millions of followers that “All three of the ‘leaders’ look completely cracked out.” Darren Linvill, an expert in Russian disinformation campaigns from a U.S. university, said of the Russkies that “Anything that makes the leaders of rival nations appear debauched and corrupt works to their advantage.” In that case, the Kremlin no longer needs to engage in any disinformation campaigns at all.

No Such Thing as a Free Lunch
The true problem with genuinely shameless politicians like our current mob is that, once their shortcomings and hypocrisies are exposed to the glare of public revelation, they just don’t appear to really care. Take Democratic senator Raphael Warnock, a black preacher who has consistently praised Marxism and the redistribution of wealth—especially toward himself. In 2021, Warnock became the first black senator in Georgia’s history, partly by virtue of accusing his Republican opponent of using her seat in the Senate to get rich. Guess what Warnock himself then did once he became a senator too.

Since being elected, Warnock has nearly tripled his average earnings from around $242,000 per year to an average of about $660,000 per year, boosting his total wealth from $1m to $2.2 million, according to the New York Post. But how? Senators receive a $174,000 salary, being allowed to earn an extra $32,000 from side jobs like Warnock’s pastorship, making a grand potential upper total of $206,000. So where did the other $454,000 come from?

A loophole says there is no explicit upper limit on senators’ earnings for book deals. Therefore, in order to spread his valuable political teachings to as wide an audience as possible, Warnock signed a multivolume deal with Penguin Books. And what kind of books did he then begin publishing? Books like a financially didactic children’s story called We’re in This Together: Leo’s Lunch Box, which may sound like an ode to cannibalism among Warnock’s own racial voter base, but which is actually a pseudo-religious parable about the need to share one’s wealth with others.

In the story, a poor little black boy named Leo is bullied for having the same cheap baloney sandwiches in his packed lunch box each and every day, this being all his poverty-stricken mother can afford. But one day, he gets a new magic lunch box, which multiplies all kinds of lovely foods like Jesus did when feeding the 5,000.

Rather than hoarding his newfound gastronomic wealth in revenge upon his former bullies, Leo instead redistributes it among them like a good little Communist, so illustrating Senator Warnock’s profound belief in “empathy, community, and caring for others.” A belief Warnock then chose to demonstrate by getting incredibly rich off the back of his own election, thanks to overblown, overpaid contracts for total non-books like Leo’s Lunch Box. A load of baloney indeed.

In Gino Veritas?
It’s not just the politicians who are thoroughly shameless now; it’s absolutely everyone in the realm of world affairs. The most ironically illustrative example of this phenomenon of late came with the firing of Harvard Business School professor Francesca Gino, a behavioral scientist and expert in business ethics who had authored several acclaimed studies into the subject of dishonesty in public life. Her sackable sin was to have allegedly falsified the data such studies were based upon—that is to say, for committing acts of dishonesty in public life. Well, she did say she was an expert.

How low can public standards now fall? Considerably, to judge by how shameless certain popular entertainers—which, in our dumbed-down media age, many politicians like Donald Trump and Boris Johnson are increasingly becoming—have lately proved themselves to be.

In shame societies like Japan or South Korea, boy-band or girl-band members can be expelled from the national stage forever simply for having a private boyfriend or girlfriend. In shameless societies like contemporary Weimar America, lunatic rapper Kanye West now openly boasts of having been secretly fellating his own cousin since the age of 6.

In his new song “Cousins,” Ye raps about how, when still a child, he had found his mother’s stash of gay porn magazines before acting out certain orally indecent acts he had seen depicted in them with his close male relative—before going on to explain how this DEFINITELY doesn’t mean that he’s gay. How little shame must a man have not only to admit to sucking his own cousin’s cock wholly unnecessarily on the public record, but to release an actual song glorifying the act?

Perhaps unsurprisingly, the megalomaniacally minded Kanye has in the past expressed the ambition to stand for president. “My name is Ye and I sucked my cousin’s dick till I was 14,” Kanye has bragged in a tweet. The way things are going, come 2028 that could stand as an actual political campaign slogan. Even worse, it might well win.

https://www.takimag.com/article/pride-is-just-another-word-for-shamelessness/