Remember when I said there was no way in hell I’d be strapping on one of those silly-ass face diapers, no matter what devious, conniving NC state official might insist that I do so in the name of “safety” over their dud COVID scam? Well, here’s another thing I can solemnly assure I ain’t gonna be doing: “taking a knee.”
White police officers and members of the community gathered on Saturday to wash the feet of black faith leaders in North Carolina in an echo of the Biblical story of how Jesus washed his disciples’ feet, according to a report in the Daily Mail.
The feet-washing event was part of a walk in Cary, North Carolina, to protest the death of George Floyd, led by Legacy Church Center co-pastors Faith Wokoma and husband Soboma.
Wokoma and her husband organized the walk, which included the “Washing of the Feet” ceremony, where at least three white law enforcement officers and three other white attendees washed their feet.
According to pictures on social media, the group knelt in prayer with buckets as the pastors sat on a bench. One attendee is heard on a megaphone praying for forgiveness.
Sad, pathetic, disgraceful—and, ultimately, futile and self-defeating. Mike’s Iron Law for dealing with the Left: they will never be satisfied, no matter what you yield up to them. Each met demand will always and forever generate another more bizarre and/or outrageous one. Far better instead to refuse to grant them a single goddamned thing, so as to forestall the deadly spiral of escalating demands that inevitably results from catering to even the most trivial of their wishes.
Ignoring that Iron Law for so long is probably the biggest single reason you could point to for why we find ourselves at the current sorry pass; appeasing the Left in even the smallest way is a sure-fire recipe for disaster in the long term, no matter how innocuous their initial demand might seem. As with Kipling’s famous wisdom about the Danes and the Danegeld, no matter what you give them, they will always be back for another bite, usually a lot sooner than you might think. Then another. And another. And another. Lather, rinse, repeat, until suddenly you’re shocked and horrified to find yourself standing in the ashes of a burned city, your nation’s history erased and rewritten, your national treasures and monuments reduced to smoking rubble.
And they’ll still hate you anyway, and want you dead. Make this your motto:
Kneel before them now, and before you know it you’ll be fellating them while you’re down there. And why not? By agreeing to humiliate and debase yourself at their command, you’ve already demonstrated the nature of what you truly are. After that, it’s merely a matter of haggling over price.