"I am going to teach [my 9- and 6-year-old daughters] first of all about values and morals. But if they make a mistake, I don't want them punished with a baby." –Sen. Barack Obama on the campaign trail in 2008.
It must be exhausting being woke. It requires you, day in and day out, to fight a multitude of God-given instincts that go all the way back to creation itself, with the imprimatur “It is good” stamped on them.
Man. Female. Fruitful. Multiply.
It’s all up for grabs now, after decades upon decades of undermining by the precursors of today’s social justice warriors. One of their greatest and most miserably sanctimonious modern-day poster children is none other than President Obama’s first lady, Michelle.
He talked about babies as if they were cancer. Not to be outdone, she said in 2008 that she had never been proud of her country as an adult until her husband was running for president. And now she’s back to second her husband’s lament about how tiny little humans can be a real buzzkill.
She was prodded last weekend by a 45-year-old, unmarried, childless actress to talk about the psychological “unpacking” women like her have to do in early adulthood to get past the cultural pressure to “dream of weddings and the security of the prince charming.”
Now, if Michelle wasn’t woke, she would say something like, “Oh, I don’t know. I kind of like my prince charming. And this all kind of seems like a false choice to me. Dreaming of getting married isn’t something you need to unpack. It’s a pretty timeless thing. And if you choose to go another route, that’s cool, too. But there are real demons to fight in this world, and my little girls imagining a day where they get to wear a white dress and say ‘I do’ to a guy as awesome as the one I’m sharing my life with is not one of them.”
But since the former first lady appears to believe her own path to the White House was somehow one of coercion and bondage, we got this:
"I'm proud of what I hear from young girls, but I think something happens when they get to that stage where you're supposed to be married and have kids,” said Mrs. Obama. “Societally, we kinda look at that and go, 'Oh, you poor thing.' And then you're happy as a clam until somebody [says something] and then you start thinking, 'Maybe I'm not happy.'"
Which begs the question: How strong a woman can you possibly be when your sense of your own happiness is turned into chaos by somebody asking if you are married or have children? Might I suggest that instead of strong, you might just be a feeble, indoctrinated cultist who was briefly let out into the fresh air for a time and reacted to it like a vampire to sunlight?