Broad Daylight, and Willingly...

Lead my lamb into your slaughter, bleed these tract marks 'till they're dry.
It's a culling of the martyrs, cross my heart and hope I die.

It’s about to get uncomfortable but I’ve yet to see more than a one or two dozen articles out of, at least, an hour’s worth of researching this…”tradition”.

In 1991 I was barely in the predawn hours of possessing any knowledge about politics or civics. In fact, it might have been the first National Election that I can remember actively happening around me and it would be another decade before I was legally able to participate in a Presidential Election, which I happily did at twenty-one years old, casting my very first ballot or a U.S. President to Al Gore in 2000, even though Joe Lieberman struck me just as much then as a despicable goblin as he does now.

I remember only fragments of the Clinton Elections that preceded this one however. Not gonna lie, all I remember out of Bill Clinton’s last four years in office was a hell-of-a-lot of talk on network news about blowjobs and hey, for a 16-17 year old, pre-internet, that was clearly destined to be the only thing that was going to resonate with me.

Except for one rumor…

Now, I was 21 years old at the time. I was also in rehab…a rehab in rural Alabama. Needless to say, the rumor was making the rounds around the area trailer parks and overflowing manure silos that ‘ol Bill had been out shakin’ hand and kissin’ babies and gave one of those babies Herpes, because clearly the President of the United States went out and kissed a baby square on the mouth and I found this to be rather gross, just as I did the gleeful reverie that staunch southern Conservatives with alleged “family values” were wetting themselves over.

It just didn’t sit right.

But, alas, there was no Google or Snopes or PoitiFact to check the validity of this rumor, except, the local newspaper. Nothing ever was printed about the rumor but that year’s prized heifer received a centerpiece story and a frontpage photo.

The entire crux of that rumor being true was for our President to have mouth-kissed a baby and that was beyond preposterous to me.

It’s 2023 and I’m in my mid-forties now and for the past 23 years, I’ve seen countless news segments, campaign ads and photo-ops with politicians from the bottom to the top holding up a stranger’s baby…and then kissing it…sometimes multiple times.

And sometimes on its mouth…

Now, I’m 15+ years into my job as a Protective Services Investigator. A job where being skeptical and suspicious are requirements and over the last few years, the awkwardness, discomfort and roiling anger just below the surface finally came together and made sense to me.

And now the roiling anger has breached the surface in a toxic soup of disgust and abhorrence.

For years, decades, generations of people, not just herein America but all over the globe have embraced, thrown themselves head over heels into a tradition that not only objectifies and traumatizes defenseless babies, who can’t ultimately, truly say no to the hollow and vacant tree trunk that is there parent(s), and who must endure being thrust into the arms of a total stranger, surrounded by camera flashes, loud applause and in today’s Republican Party…racial slurs, angry screaming of profanities and outright violence…

So that total stranger can parade them around a stage or hold them up like you would any kind of sports trophy, as if this total stranger has just single-handedly one the Super Bowl, so that total fucking stranger can place their germ-riddled, sweaty hands on them, so that total fucking stranger can then place their lips, their entire mouth and who the hell knows what else on their newly acquired human trophy.

It’s nauseating to look at and they all do it. Republicans, Democrats, Socialists, Independents, and if they say they don’t use babies and preteen children as props and objects for their blatant sexual predation of children, spit in their face because they’re fucking lying to you.

Holding a child up for political gain doesn’t sound any more disgusting than being a superficial fraud, milking potential voters with covert “oohs” and “aahs” but this objectification of children by politicians goes back well over a hundred years and we as a society have been manipulated into thinking it’s just some cutesy, folks and endearing effort to win over voters but no one seems to stop to think about what that baby or young child must be going through, to be marched out in front of potentially a crowd of thousands like you’re a head of cattle at an auction and then to be violated by some old, greasy pervert should be illegal and, as you can see in those photos, parents all over the world, in broad daylight; and willingly, throw their children into the arms of these fiends.

They all fall under a broad tree’s canopy called “Paraphilia”. What’s Paraphilia? I’m glad you asked:

And, one of the smaller, more obscure branches of that tree is called “Microphilia”. Microphilia is a type of paraphilia where a person is sexually attracted to small sized or micro beings. In this condition, men, mostly, fantasize about already small, tiny women or average-sized women shrinking down to small, tiny sizes in front of them, while the men stay the same size, all for the purposes of the now helpless tiny woman’s domination, consensual…or not.

Now, am I saying all politicians who still practice this sick and perverse “tradition” are sexual deviants? No. Some are just greedy, desperate pieces of shit who will do anything for those lifetime government perks, and to be fair, on a basal level, that’s all politicians.

Sidenote: I’m aware that Bernie Sanders does not kiss babies, which is commendable…or is it? No politician should be kissing someone else’s baby or young child because you shouldn’t fucking want to! And Bernie, Bernie still happily objectifies and monetizes children for his own personal gain so fuck Bernie Sanders with a rusty piece of rebar.

However when you look at the photos of Public Enema #1, it crosses the line of dominating a small, tiny human to borderline sexual assault…and yes, we all know I’m referring to Donald Trump.

Having spent years studying body language and, if I may brag, being a damned good detector and a just as damned good Investigator, I really don’t need to point out that the way he kisses adult women, even his own (vomits) Daughter, is the exact same body language he exhibits when he (vomits again) kisses children.

This, this practice has to stop.

These are children, who are being warped into toys for nasty old fucking men and it is men because of all the photos I viewed during my research for this piece of Hillary Clinton during her campaign against the now convicted sexual abuser and rapist, Donald Trump, not once did her body language convey anything other than a maternal caring while holding another person’s baby and there are very few photos of her ever kissing one and I can’t find all that many photos of female candidates of any political party, mainly here in America, where kissing cheeks is not a cultural custom stumping on the campaign trail, practically molesting children…while the slack-jawed mongrels they call Mom and Dad stand in awe…recording the whole offence on their rand new iPhones.

This has to stop…