The Cost of Silence

What we should have learned from history class

When I was growing up we learned about history. As part of that, we learned about the holocaust. We learned about the raids, and the death camps. We learned about the trains that would take families to these camps, where they would be locked up in the most inhumane conditions possible. They were tortured, humiliated, robbed, beaten, starved, and ultimately gassed to death. They were experimented on by unethical doctors. It was a horror that should never be forgotten.

I remember that we used to ask ourselves, how was this allowed to happen? People lived right next to these camps. They smelled the death. They had to see. They had to know. And yet they did nothing. Wouldn’t we have done something? Sounded the alarm? Come to the defense of those who were being slaughtered? Where was the church? Where were the decent people?

We were all so sure, we would never have let this go on. We would have done something.

And yet, almost no one did. They went on with their lives. They didn’t want to risk their jobs, their safety, their reputations. They believed the media, they attended the parades. They stood in line, like good citizens. They shouted, Hail Hitler! on command. They reported their neighbors. They sent their sons to war, to fight for the cause. They repeated the things they were told to say. They believed the promises of the new world order that were served up to assuage their consciences. I’m sure they thought that someone else would do it.

We would never do that, would we?

Of course, I’m not comparing the burgeoning industry of gender surgery, with surgeons removing the healthy breasts of post adolescent teens and young women with the wholesale slaughter of six million people. I wouldn’t do that. And I’m not equating the bullying of the populace to repeat phrases such as “Transwomen are women” with compelled speech (Hail Hitler!) such as was used during the holocaust. Surely no one would force an entire populace to embrace ideologies they don’t really believe, would they? And I would never compare giving puberty blockers and wrong sex hormones to children, and the fact that the serious long term outcomes aren’t even known, to the unethical experimentation done by doctors during the holocaust. Surely doctors just have our kid’s best interest in mind, right? No one would experiment on children now, surely. I wouldn’t say any of those things. The nightmare of the holocaust is a horror all of it’s own, and the memory of those days should haunt us all. Those who have survived, lost loved ones, and endured the trauma of those events have their own stories, and my point here is not to compare this moment in history to those horrible events. But we should have learned something from that history. It should have made us better. I’m not sure it has. This is not the Holocaust, but it is a time in history that will be remembered as the day we failed not only children but parents and humanity itself. I spend the majority of my time listening to stories from parents who are enduring pain that is difficult to adequately describe. The more you know about this medical and social scandal, the darker it gets.

Most of you who are reading this know by now that we have a serious and deeply disturbing medical and social scandal on our hands. You write to me privately to thank me for speaking out. You know that children are being seriously harmed. You know families who have been forever damaged and changed. You know that children’s puberty is being blocked by drugs that were first approved for the chemical castration of sex offenders. You know that children are being robbed of their future fertility, young women are having their breasts removed, and Planned Parenthood is handing out testosterone and estrogen to 18 year old youth on their first visit, usually in under an hour. You know that parents are being threatened with losing custody of their children, or being blackmailed into submission with dubious threats of suicide. You have seen it. But still you are silent. You know that certain political leaders have promised to advance this agenda. You vote for them anyway. You know that the schools are pushing this. You support them, anyway. You know that the media is lying about this. You could write a letter, but you’re busy.

You have a job. You have a life. The cost is too high. You don’t want to upset your neighbors, your friends, or your family. It’s embarrassing. People won’t like you.

I think that’s what the people who lived next door to the death camps told themselves, too.

If you are saying to yourself, yes but what can I do, believe me there are lots of things that we all can do. Message me. I’ll send you a list. Better yet, comment below and commit to do something. Just a small something. You can start by refusing to remain silent.