If there is one thing you can be certain of when dealing with alphabet activists it will be that they are utterly unconcerned with offending you. 

By this I don't mean something as simple as some people being put off by the idea of others having different lifestyles. I am referring to the IN YOUR FACE YOU MUST EMBRACE MY MENTAL ILLNESS AS I SHOUT AT YOU offensiveness. 

The Left is all in on shocking, offending, insulting, disgusting, annoying, and repelling normal people. 

So how do they show their softer sides? Trigger warnings for the fragile flowers that some pretend to be. 

🍊Theatregoers given trigger warning over ‘sound of people eating oranges’ https://t.co/cj9Tzii2T2

— The Telegraph (@Telegraph) April 7, 2024

Apparently, one of the triggers that Queer people and their advocates have is eating oranges. Perhaps it reminds them of Donald Trump. I don't know since sane people can survive being around the citrus-preference-identified without mental harm. 

Theatregoers for an upcoming London show have been given a trigger warning over the sound of people eating on stage.

Sadler’s Wells has warned ticket holders for the two performances of Out at Lilian Baylis Studio in Finsbury later this month may find the noise “uncomfortable”.

Out is advertised as a musical duet, which “defiantly challenges homophobia and transphobia” and aims to “reimagine, reclaim and celebrate aspects of Caribbean culture from a queer perspective”.

Customers wishing to purchase the £17 tickets are also told that as the production involves oranges it may not be suitable for those with citrus allergies.

“The performance contains sounds of people eating so those with misophonia might find some parts uncomfortable.”

I would have thought that part of celebrating Caribbean culture would include celebrating citrus since the region grows and exports the fruits worldwide. But what do I know? 

All I know is that the basic definition of "Queer" these days is anything that offends normies, so I am not quite sure why fruitphobia is exempt from the need to offend. Open up Gender Queer--a book handed out to middle-school students in America, and you can read about "scat play," which is a bit more offputting than eating oranges. 

But not if you are Queer, I suppose. 

The show, scheduled for April 25-26, is marketed as an “interdisciplinary performance inspired by ongoing global struggles for LGBTQIA+ rights” and a “defiant challenge to the status quo”.

“Bravely embracing personal, political and cultural dissonance, this work smashes through our violent colonial histories to reimagine, reclaim and celebrate our delicious queer future,” it continues.

These people may be stunning and brave, calling for their audiences to embrace that. 

Just not so stunning and brave as to hear people eat. 

Does it matter, you may ask? After all, no sane person would be going to this show anyway.

The answer, actually, is "Yes" for a few reasons. 

First, no theatre production like this isn't primarily funded by the taxpayers through some mechanism or another--I assure you that this is not a profitable enterprise. 

Second, the very people who demand to be embraced as stunning and brave and demand that we bow to their mental quirks are incapable of dealing with others eating oranges. This puts into perspective their insistence that the world is implacably hostile to them. If they find oranges hostile, I think we can safely ignore their claims of oppression. 

Third, this indicates that the real problem here is the mental fragility of the Queer mindset if one is so broken that the sound of people eating breaks you, then what is needed is a good course of counseling, not for society to remake itself in your image. 

This absurdity only matters insofar as society is remade to incorporate the demands of the mentally ill; rather than finding a way to help them become reconciled to living in a truly diverse world, we have to get along with people different than us. 

I assure you I don't spend my days worried about men in dresses and would be more than happy to help one in distress. If that makes him happy, it's no skin off my nose. 

But when demands are made to reshape the world to fit the delusions and anxieties of that man, it becomes my business. And when those demands impinge on the rights of others, it is everybody's business. 

We need to teach resilience, self-control, genuine tolerance, and coping skills to people who are simultaneously tyrannical and mentally fragile--in other words, Queer. 

I mean, c'mon. If you can't deal with the existence of citrus, what can you deal with? A car breakdown? A bad day at the job? Tripping? Running across a nuclear family?

Wait until a nonbinary person is handed a banana. The trauma will be intense.