Long ago I reached the conclusion that the Left is determined to destroy every last vestige of freedom. However, it’s taken me even longer to reach an even more important conclusion: Despite all its statements seemingly to the contrary, despite all its “liberations,” its “slut walks,” and its embrace of every perversion known to Man (and a few it had to invent to keep us hopping):
I submit this article as the most recent evidence:
Marvel seems to think it has to have its heroes in heterosexual love affairs in order to maximize audience appeal. But with the franchise slowly making room for women to be more than girlfriends and sidekicks (seriously, Sharon should have been on that tarmac), a love story just for the sake of some kisses and yearning seems out of place in these spirited adventures. Sure, the Sharon and Steve connection served a narrative purpose. It showed that Cap was finally willing to close the door on Peggy. Something he could never do while his Agent Carter was alive. But, honestly, there was more juice in Bucky ogling Steve’s bulging bicep as Cap struggled to ground a helicopter using only gumption and sinew.
So while Marvel was likely never going to make the homoerotic subtext of Cap and Bucky into text, would it really have hurt to keep their relationship more ambiguous? As if to put the nail in the coffin of speculation, Bucky and Cap paused for a moment in the middle of snowy Siberia to reminisce about their days chasing skirts in pre-War Brooklyn. It’s a sweet, human bonding moment but one that also bristles with heterosexual virility. If Disney isn’t inclined to give audiences a gay superhero, couldn’t they have at least left us the dream of Bucky and Cap?
I know, I know: Who pays any attention to the nonsense vented in an upmarket Manhattan shopping circular? It’s a good point as regards the article’s probable influence on those who take a serious interest in comic-book heroes and the movies made about them. But I maintain that it reveals something important that normal, emotionally healthy people overlook all too easily – by design.
Sex – real sex, the sort that adult men have with adult women, that can produce more than infections and hemorrhoids – is absolutely anathema to the Left. They harp on sex because it’s the indispensable foundation stone of erotic union and family bonding. But they don’t do so because they want us thinking about our beloved (heterosexual) spouses. They do so to pervert it, to strip away its essential eroticism, to politicize its occasions, and to render it repulsive to normal persons.
The Left’s endless nattering about sex isn’t about sex at all; it’s about destroying sexual normality in the name of “political correctness.”
Ninety-seven percent of the human race is heterosexual. A similar percentage love children and want to see them protected and nurtured. There’s this as well: the overwhelming majority of humans are repelled by the idea of sexual contact with members of a different race. Bear that in mind the next time you see a prime-time TV show incorporate sexual motifs that involve homosexuality, miscegenation, or both.