An Ode to Chrissy Hansen By Bishop Dr. Ray Taylor, Ph.D.

In a world where fake kindness reigns and hypocrisy is baptized in rainbow flags, it’s refreshing—yes, refreshing—to meet someone who’s at least honest about who they are. That’s why I’m writing this: not to hate, not to praise, but to observe. To tell the truth.

So here it is: Chrissy Hansen, formerly Chris Hansen, is a man. That’s biological fact, not hate speech. I don’t say that to mock or belittle. I say it because I’m a realist. I don’t believe in bending reality just to fit someone else’s feelings. But I do believe in respecting honesty. And on that front, Chrissy Hansen earns my respect.

You see, Chrissy isn’t pretending to be one thing in public and another in private. He’s out there saying what he thinks, showing how he feels, and being who he is—even if I don’t agree with his worldview, or his transition, or whatever you want to call it. That’s more than I can say for the gang of cowards surrounding him.

The Theater of Woke Acceptance

Dr. Robert M. Price has appeared on podcasts with Chrissy Hansen. Twice, maybe more. And Bob—well, Bob doesn’t buy into the whole transgender ideology. Neither does Derek Lambert. Neither does Jacob Berman. And I’d bet my last bottle of bourbon that Neil Sedlick doesn’t either.

But they won’t tell you that. No, no—they’ve got images to maintain.

They want you to believe they’re accepting, loving, tolerant. They want those sweet, sweet social justice brownie points. But behind the scenes? They laugh, they whisper, they eye-roll. I know. I’ve heard it. I’ve seen it.

They use Chrissy as a token—someone to parade around to look progressive. But they don’t believe it. They don’t support it. They don’t respect it.

So who’s more real? The person who says, “I’m trans and here I am”? Or the people who say, “We support you,” then turn around and make jokes?

I’ll take honesty over pandering any day of the week.

Transphobia: The Word That Means Nothing

Let’s clear the air: I’m not “transphobic.” That word, like “racist,” has been stretched beyond meaning. These days, if you don’t agree to call a man “ma’am,” you’re a bigot. If you think biology matters, you’re dangerous. It’s Orwellian.

I don’t hate trans people. I don’t wish them harm. But I don’t have to agree with them either.

I think many suffer from gender dysphoria, a condition once recognized by psychology—not weaponized by activism. I think many are in pain, confused, or reaching for something to give them identity in a world that offers nothing but chaos and applause for self-mutilation. And I think they deserve help, not hollow affirmation.

But even if I think Chrissy Hansen’s transition is based on delusion, I respect the man’s courage to say it publicly, to live it, to own it.

What I don’t respect is using people like Chrissy as emotional chess pieces to get more YouTube subs or to prove how “tolerant” you are.

The Betrayal of Integrity

And now, Bob Price is appearing on Neil’s Gnostic Informant again—tomorrow, 6 PM. What’s that about?

Chrissy, who clearly doesn’t like Bob, likely sees this as betrayal. And who could blame him? Bob’s gone on record making blunt, unfiltered remarks about protestors, BLM, and—yes—trans people. So why appear again on the channel that features Chrissy?

Because Bob needs money. Just like Derek. Just like Neil. Just like Jacob. They don’t care about principles. They care about PayPal. And views. And brand-building. Bob might claim it’s about spreading scholarship, but the real god they all serve is the YouTube algorithm.

What I See and What I Won’t Do

Let me be clear again: I won’t call Chris a “her.” I won’t use the pronouns someone else picked out of thin air. I call things what they are. That doesn’t make me cruel. It makes me consistent. I am an anarchist, a voluntarist, a misanthrope. I don’t trust anyone. I don’t like most people. That’s the truth.

But I value honesty, even if I disagree with you. And Chrissy Hansen is at least being real about what he believes.

That’s more than I can say for the rest of them.

To the trans subscribers of MythVision and Gnostic Informant who cling to those channels hoping for affirmation—hoping that Jesus didn’t exist so you can sleep easier with your decisions—understand this: they don’t actually support you. You’re just part of the costume. The performance. The quota.

That’s not support. That’s exploitation.

Final Word: Truth Doesn’t Need Makeup

At the end of the day, this piece isn’t about Chrissy. It’s about truth. And hypocrisy. And the way fake allies will use you until they’re done with you.

If you’re trans and reading this, I don’t hate you. But I won’t lie to you either. And if you’re Chrissy Hansen? Well, at least you’re honest. And for that, you get something rare in this world: my respect.

Now let’s see if any of your so-called supporters can say the same.