Like so many normal Americans, I recently discovered twerking, and true to the intent of its practitioners, it blew my bourgeois mind. No, not because of its transgressive rejection of traditional values like modesty and dignity but because, until then, I had always thought sexuality was supposed to be sexy.
The tiresome antics of former Disney princess Miley Cyrus exemplifies a larger phenomenon. Liberalism, in our culture and in our politics, is figuratively twerking all normal Americans. And it is up to us to fight back.
Regular authoritarians are content to simply be obeyed; they don’t care what you think or feel as long as no one rushes their palace with pitchforks and torches. But liberals want more – they want to control your mind. They aren’t satisfied until you love Big Brother. They seek to do this by destroying our values and our norms, leaving us empty vessels without the support of morality or tradition or religion.
They want to leave us no alternative to their poisonous ideology. Hence, they must destroy what we normal Americans hold dear. They must wave their lies in our faces in order to force us to accept them. They break our spirit when we submit; the indignity and humiliation of jettisoning what we believe is meant to leave us powerless subjects before our liberal masters. Hence, the twerking.
It is not so much the literal twerking that is the threat – Americans still have enough collective common sense to react to Miley Cyrus’s festival of daddy issues with the mockery it deserved. But we have fallen far – it’s sad that normal Americans feel they dodged a bullet because simulated sodomy was not greeted with general acclaim.
It’s the figurative twerking that’s the danger, the everyday, never-ending assault on normalcy that we constantly face. Look at our popular culture – we have a president who eagerly cavorts with modern day minstrels whose raps are punctuated with words like “bitch” and “ho.” Yet, without irony, he and his allies then accuse us of a “War on Women.”