It’s incredible. Someone says you can’t criticize people who wear masks and identify as dogs (let them do whatever they want, exercise their freedom as long as they don’t violate other people’s individual freedoms).
But then someone says, “What a great song,” and suddenly the grandchildren of Vivaldi show up to criticize.
I like Ilarié, oh oh oh by Xuxa (Brazilian singer) because it’s a BANGER from my childhood. Some songs you just connect with, period. It’s deeply personal, just like sexual identity, gender, or self-perception.
The judges of morality should make it clear which topics we’re allowed to have personal opinions about without being considered offensive or being exposed to public shaming.
They’re making existence unbearable with their moral yardsticks.
“The tolerance of the intolerant,” by Karl Popper, feels more relevant than ever.