Bruce Jenner Turns Out to Be a Shitty Dad

Achieving divinity status in modern media is pretty fucking easy. Confess a socially suitable problem. Cry. And celebrity media encourages the world to love you. Bruce Jenner was a hero. He trained his ass off and won the decathlon in the Olympics at a time the U.S. was desperate for a win of any kind. If he did so while wearing panties beneath his track suits, all the power to him. Gold medal is scoreboard. Maybe he’ll become a great leader for the tranny movement and progress society toward tolerance. But he’s not a great father.

The bandwagon throngs have been spitting that praise out these past several days. Bruce Jenner is a likable enough guy who happens to be a shitty dad. Jenner has married and divorced three times, keeping deep secrets from his wives, creating kids in two marriages, the first set of which he ditched for years, lying to all of them about in the least being a woman, if not also gay. His personal shame led him to submit to Kris Jenner’s insistence to put his own young daughters into her money making whore machine. He allowed his little girls to become sexualized prepubescent TV personalities and models, pulled from school entirely to sell cosmetics and their budding tits in bikinis. Eventually, his teen girls were pushed out to the clubs, shot in more and more revealing wardrobes, their days spent on social media and nights spent underaged banging older rappers and calling it publicity wonderful. Good dads don’t allow that shit. Great dads don’t even allow that in theory. I don’t care if your confounding inner vagina is causing you all kinds of personal pain, you put your shit to the side and take care of your girls. What kind of man, or woman, are you?

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