Alright, folks, gather 'round the dumpster fire because the latest installment of Clown World Chronicles has dropped: a trans-identifying individual allegedly offed his family at a Rhode Island hockey rink. Gerald Dorgan, Rhonda Dorgan, and Aidan Dorgan are now fertilizer thanks to Robert Dorgan, formerly Roberta Esposito, proving once again that when the Left screams 'tolerance,' what they really mean is 'prepare to tolerate this crap.'

We're told by the usual suspects that we need to understand the 'complex intersections' of mental health, family dysfunction, and the 'marginalization' of trans people. Okay, sure. I'm sure the bullet-riddled corpses of his family are feeling real understood right now. Maybe if they'd just used the right pronouns, this wouldn't have happened. (Heavy sarcasm, obviously.)

The media, predictably, is doing its best to tiptoe around the 'trans' part of this whole mess, probably because they're too busy prepping their think pieces on how we're the real villains for noticing a pattern. A pattern, I might add, of individuals suffering from severe mental issues pushing the boundaries of sanity.

And let's be honest, the family probably had a point. Imagine your dad suddenly decides he's a woman and wants you to call him 'Brenda.' Family gatherings would be a hoot, right? This isn't about hating trans people; it's about acknowledging that sometimes, people make choices that have consequences, and those consequences can be tragic. It's about saying, 'Maybe we should pump the brakes on the whole 'affirmation-at-all-costs' thing and actually address the underlying mental health problems.'

Of course, pointing out any of this makes you a 'transphobe.' So, go ahead, Lefties, slap that label on me. I'll wear it like a badge of honor while I mourn the victims of this preventable tragedy. Three people are dead because someone decided to embrace the woke cult. How many more need to die before we admit this isn't working?

Meanwhile, the blue-haired harpies on Twitter are probably already drafting their manifestos about how this is actually the fault of toxic masculinity and capitalism. Never mind that the dude pulled the trigger. Nope, it's our fault. Because everything is our fault, apparently.

So, there you have it. Another day, another dose of leftist insanity served up with a side of senseless violence. Buckle up, buttercups, because this is just the beginning. The woke train is barreling down the tracks, and it ain't stopping for anything – not even common sense.

This whole mess could have been avoided if someone had just told Robert to man up (or woman up, whatever), get some therapy, and deal with his issues like a normal human being. But no, we live in a world where feelings are facts, and reality is whatever you want it to be. And the result? Three dead people. Thanks, woke mob. You really nailed this one.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go practice my hockey skills in case I need to defend myself from the next gender-confused shooter. It's the only logical thing to do.