THE ANTIDOTE TO WOKE

WORLD WITHOUT END: You're not my friend anymore.

“So that you know…” said the officer as he organised my son’s passport. “In our system, you’re no longer “mother and father.”

My husband and I looked at each other in confusion.

“You’re now Progenitor A and Progenitor B.” The officer sat blank-faced but with eyes that screamed - we have arrived at complete and utter insanity. This isn't a dream!

A rage ripped through me. A few seats away, the female officer felt this and tried to calm me down, “Some people don’t have a mother and father…”

“EVERYONE HAS A MOTHER AND A FATHER,” I announced before storming out.

I was angry, yes, but more than anything I was deeply sad, scared, and trapped. We were crossing over a line that psychologically and spiritually… we need.

Woke has broken so much of what we took for granted.

We no longer celebrate Mother’s and Father’s Day at school in Spain, my country of residence.

It’s eating away at the fundamentals of existence. No mother, no father, and you are cut off from any sense of motion forwards - you’re removed from any connection to the past or future.

And these changes, like seeing gay Tik Tok influencers buy babies online via surrogacy and people feeling good about themselves for writing queer in their bio even when they are in a heterosexual relationship, move me closer and closer to church.

It’s the only safe space that still lets us say mother and father with great awe and reverence. The place where heterosexuality is not only considered the norm but the way we continue the magic of life itself.

It’s where one will find Jesus, God, or what I like to call, The Antidote To Woke.

When a movement comes in and says, these are the random rules and you’re out of the club if you don’t follow them - love thy neighbour and love thy enemy are weapons of mass horsesh%t destruction.

This semi-religious political movement is eating itself. It is arriving at the point of complete and utter combustion.

How do I know this? I, yes, me…was one of the wokest of them all not too long ago.

As we can all see, we are quickly destroying our one and only God-given home. Check out Buy Now on Netflix, it’s not some lefty commy propaganda, it’s just plain old irritating and terrifying truth. You can’t have endless growth on a finite planet. There is no away to throw our things, we can’t blast pesticides over the soil without serious ecological consequences. A baby’s first drink of breastmilk will contain microplastics. These are pretty simple pieces of science that we, in the modern world, are ignoring at our children’s peril.

And it killed me. The guilt, the shame, ate away at my day-to-day.

So, with this truth in hand, I was fearless in fighting and judging others for not doing as much as I did, for not waking up, smelling the burnt black coffee, and pushing for societal, governmental, and personal change.

My sister makes great money for a company that shall remain nameless but owns all of the world’s seeds. You know the one. Over the years, I grew a great resentment for her life and the flying all over because work. And one hard and horrible day, I let all that resentment out on her and sliced our ties in two - feeling very sure that I was so very right in doing so.

It didn’t take long for this to feel unbearably wrong. It didn’t take long to ask for forgiveness. It did not take long to realise that I sounded like a five-year-old having a tantrum and not a warrior making a difference.

It didn’t take me long to understand that If I start cutting imperfect people off…where do I stop?

I let go of this tension and picked up my Antidote to Woke. And why is this the antidote? Woke runs on reason. I have good reason… Woke runs on deformed intellect, on sorting and organising and evening things out until it’s seemingly fair and just…and good.

It ignores all the ugliness and entrails it pulls up in its impossible search for perfection. The guts and blood it rips out in our short and precious time here together in this mystical experience mean nothing in the face of Woke.

But I can walk to a church, or I can close my eyes and pray to Jesus and say, “I was wrong, I will probably always be wrong…I’m working on it. I’m on The Way” and abundant love and timeless wisdom are waiting for me.

From this place, a community of displaced spirits and deeply traumatized individuals can begin to build something together.

I recently moved to Substack from all other social media platforms because the inevitable happened, it was my turn…

I was cut off for not being Woke enough.

Simply stating that I don’t believe in gender ideology was enough to have a handful of friends extremely furious and disgusted with me. A twenty-five-year friendship thrown in the bin just because I cannot in all truth say…a woman is a man.

I can’t say 2 + 2 = 5.

It’s hard to respect The Left when it says climate change is existential…BUT SO IS UNDERSTANDING THAT GENDER IS FLUID, YOU FASCIST!”

I cannot work with this blatant insanity.

I’ve heard other stories like mine, a couple were ex-communicated from a friend group because when it was suggested that the group actively go out to find some black friends they didn’t feel it was appropriate. They felt it was kind of racist. When they expressed this they were told, “We’re detaching” from you.

Other people have been dumped for voting for a rapist and in turn, becoming a rape apologist. Several people left my eco-tips group because I wouldn’t confirm that what’s happening in Palestine is a clear-cut case of genocide and the root of the climate crisis.

When I would bring up this concern to my Left-leaning friends e.g. Progenitor A, or how can gender be as important as ecological breakdown? All I’d get was this, “There are lots of important issues” and pursed lips with glazed-over eyes.

It was chilling. This refusal to inspect their ideology for defects. This refusal to question themselves.

In one online group, a woman said, “It’s very frustrating when the extreme Right uses the bible to justify their ideology.” I added, “I agree, and the same goes for the extreme Left.”

“And what would be considered extreme Left?”

In many Left heads…there is no extreme. There is no too far. The end justifies…any means.

We often hear of the impact Woke has had in the professional world, and we often hear of celebrities and public figures being canceled or fired - serious and concerning issues.

But to be canceled by your best friend, your sister, your community…is like being canceled by oxygen. We are social animals, we need each other.

It’s why the Antidote To Woke bangs on and on and on and on about loving each other…no matter what. No matter what.

I often hear Lefties say, “I’d love to know what Woke is because from where I’m sitting it’s just being considerate of others’ feelings.”

A museum in Britain claiming that Legos promote heteronormativity because of how they connect is WOKEISM.

The whole concept of heteronormativity is wokeism…heterosexuality is the norm, it’s how babies are made. It’s how the museum members who spoke this madness arrived here to have this bonkers idea - your mother and father.

Lego Piece A and Lego Piece B… brought you about.

I left a Parents For Climate group after my whiteness was attacked as one of the reasons for ecological collapse. I’m just a middle-aged woman trying to do her small part, I’m not interested in “decolonizing my mind” or demanding others do the near impossible which is turn this ship around.

In an online writers group, I was shamed, harrassed, and then online stalked for asking this question, “Is the word idiot now considered offensive?”

“This isn’t the flex you think it is!”

“Apologise for using the word. It’s ableist!”

It all became impossible to bear. So much so that I’d rather just sit back and watch the world burn than be a part of this type of soul-destroying conversation that lacked beauty or truth.

Before I left, I explained to this climate group that what the ecological movement and the Woke movement has so wrong, is that it is fighting FOR love. This is a valiant and understandable fight. But we will only win if we fight WITH love, FROM love. We will only win if we BRING love. Most supported this idea, but the woke folk that forever ruin any steps forward toward unity and positive change said, “Hmm, that sounds a lot like the white religious ideology that got us here in the first place.”

It never ends.

Wokeism and its unsatisfied blame game will kill the soul of the world before the natural world dies.

But I need to breathe.

I need to forgive.

I need to go offline for a moment, sit down calmly…

and connect with The Antidote To Woke.