You Can't Just Move Away from it

So let’s say that California enshrines protection for transgendered minors, forbidding parental involvement in their decision. Increasingly, the reaction to the state’s growing anti-family madness is this:

You can find this sentiment all over social media: It’s time to get out of California. I agree with it in many ways, and have wanted to leave for a long time, but here’s the problem:

Let’s say, fleeing the madness of California, you move to Wyoming. Great news: Now you live in Cheyenne, let’s say, and the gender madness is behind you. But the governor of Colorado just signed a law that makes his state a sanctuary for minors seeking gender-affirming care:

So: You fled California for Wyoming. If your child can hitchhike or take a bus the 45 miles to Fort Collins, or get a ride from a trans-friendly groomer-activist, it doesn’t matter that you fled California. Once your child is in a transgender sanctuary state, your child isn’t your child anymore.

You can’t move away from it. You can’t run. There is no escape. There is only a confrontation, and the defeat of a metastasizing madness, and the time is now.

There’s no question what people will say in ten years about a bill that allows children to flee their families and be sheltered from their parents to have their genitals cut and their bodies drugged. There’s no question how history will view sanctuary states for teen phalloplasty. But the moment is here now, and we have to face the insanity head on.