Go F*** Yourself
You heard me.
After almost getting canceled recently from a Catholic Women’s Conference for using the word “shithole,” and then realizing that actually no one wants to take back the culture except me and a few other weirdos, and then discovering that our new AI overlords want all the white people dead, I am here to confess that my new Lenten attitude towards my current crucible is the iconic cri de coeur Elon Musk hurled at the CEO of Disney a few months ago:
“Go f**k yourself.”
Not very holy or Catholic of me, you say? Shame on me for working blue? How can I call myself a trad wife with that language? Do I kiss my baby with that mouth?
Please. “GFY” is simply a shorter, more direct version of this:
“And if the world hates you, know that it hated me before you.”
And don’t forget this gem:
“Bless, O LORD, his substance, and accept the work of his hands; crush the loins of his adversaries, of those that hate him, so that they do not rise again.” [Deuteronomy 33:11]
Crush their loins! As another translation of the same line says, “hit them where it hurts.” Yes, the Bible tells us we can ask God to kick our foes in the nuts!
But maybe the best biblical version of GFY is Jesus’s famous clapback to the enemies who tried to trap him by asking whether it was right for Jews to pay tribute to the Roman emperor:
“Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's.”
Maybe this is cope. I don’t care. I’m going with GFY for now and using it to help give me courage when I run low.
Of course, those old testament writers hadn’t yet gotten the good news about loving one’s neighbor, but that’s not important right now. What’s important is knowing that you are allowed to fight back against people and places that want you silenced, disappeared, or dead.
It’s your duty, in fact. Try it!
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