Let’s Go Down To Puberty Blocker Town
Please, for the love of God, someone help me understand this.
Regular readers know I like to start with an analogy.
Virtue signallers are like overenthusiastic toddlers. Saviour complexes are like Munchausen by proxy. Social media is like a bucketful of crabs. That kind of thing.
But I’m struggling to think of anything like the recent cancellation of singer Róisín Murphy.
For those who haven’t heard, a couple of weeks ago, Murphy posted the following comment on her private Facebook account.
Please don’t call me a TERF [trans-exclusionary radical feminist], please don’t keep using that word against women I beg you! but puberty blockers ARE F**KED, absolutely desolate, big Pharma laughing all the way to the bank. Little mixed-up kids are vulnerable and need to be protected, that’s just true.
Given that her account was private, you might have expected this to slip into obscurity instead of becoming international news. But luckily, some courageous soul took a screenshot and fed it to the outrage piranhas on Twitter.
You already know what happened next.
Murphy received the customary outpouring of abus…excuse me, re-education. Her record label halted the promotion of…
