Alex Jones went on an absolutely deranged rant against transgender people on his radio show a few days ago. He went on and on about transgender people puking and shitting all over the walls of…hell, I don’t know where or what he’s talking about. It’s just unhinged:
JONES: They’re saying in high schools, in junior highs now, they’re going to have – men can decide to be in the women’s bathroom if they want. You’re like ‘well big deal, that’s their gender.’ It’s all about these fake rights that don’t exist versus my basic liberty being taken. It’s not that I’m against people that think they’re a woman or a man or whatever. I don’t even care. Give me a break. It’s not even on my radar screen. I could care less. I care about people.
I dealt at Access TV with a famous Austin transvestite, who died a few years ago, who they’re talking about building a statue to, going in the bathroom, men and women, and vomiting all over the walls when they would do whatever they were doing in there. I mean, I’m talking about several transvestites cramming their way into the men’s bathroom, the women’s bathroom. You’d go in there to comb your hair before you went on air, there they were. And they finally got thrown out of there because of it and said it was because of discrimination because they were transvestites. No. It was because whatever they were injecting in there made them throw up all over – I mean imagine every week throw up all over the walls. And then I had an office by this guy. The bad luck is I had an office where we would look down, turned out he lived around the block, and I would have to watch him every day in the cheerleader outfit, through my office window, on the air, doing deals and stuff in cars and stumbling around everywhere. And then I’m not a trendy because I don’t bow down. I had to go in there store, there was a grocery store next door… you know with crap dripping down his leg, stinking. And I’m supposed to just go ‘oh, you’re a trendy with rotten teeth hanging out of your head, and a weird bald head, you’re in a dress. Here, here, here, here, please, please more diarrhea running down your leg.
I don’t want my daughters growing up in a country where some transvestite comes walking into the thing hopped out of their brain on drugs vomiting and crapping all over the place.
I’d say your daughters are damaged enough being raised by a lunatic like you.