Land of the freak, home of the depraved

The cartoon below seems to adequately sum up a lot of headlines I’ve been bumping across lately, that show how not just the United States, but the whole of Western Civilization is in freefall:

If America can be divided into those who don’t have tattoos and those who do, the two groups seem to be rapidly approaching equilibrium. About one in five Americans have tattoos, and among 18-29 year-olds the latest figures peg those with ink at 40 percent

If tattoos were once an act of rebellion against cultural norms, now they are a well-established norm. If you want a tattoo, hey, it’s a free country. But it seems many people still get them laboring under the delusion that they’re a hallmark of individualism.

Meanwhile in Britain, where parents aren’t allowed to decide whether to pursue a slim hope of lifesaving treatment for their own child, a very confused young man has “changed sex” three times already at just 18 years old.  Talk about priorities out of whack.

Morbidly obese people used to be a staple of sideshow carnivals.  Now they’re so common the TV show “My 600-Pound Life” is in its eighth season, as being overweight becomes synonymous with being American.

All the above is merely a small sample of what happens when everyone does what is right in their own eyes, rather than acknowledge any external standards.  Government routinely lies to us.  Biblical marriage is held to be an “obsolete institution,” while society applauds “LGBTXYZ” demands for affirmation.  The Left in general demands conformity with its agenda — or else.

How did we get here?  Part of it might be summed up by a quip I recently read, which said “modern American Christianity has too many lovers and not enough fighters.”

Something to think about.