At the expense of sounding like a
conservative, let alone a stuck record (or flawed CD), I've got to howl out loud about yet another abomination:
I've linked the particular Washington Post article behind the
above synopsis… and I totally agree if you feel no need to sully your summer
afternoon with that bit of filth.
The left has largely shaken loose of
its common sense… and has clearly failed BIO 101 as well. So let me take the
lectern and address this monster personally: If you have a uterus, particularly a
functional uterus, you are a woman. Period.
You're not a "he";
you're not "transitioning" into a sex that can never be yours; you're an XY for
life – get over it. You can take all the chemicals and lab-fashioned hormones
you want, to force your body to unnaturally grow facial hair; you can even have
the doctor sew you up, stitch on a prosthesis, lop off your mammaries – you're
still a woman. (And what did all those hormones do to the baby in your uterus –
did you even consider that? Or do you value your "beard" and
spotlight more than protecting a helpless, innocent child? Where in that is the
"love" you profess?)
There's no such thing as
"transgender", unless you're a rare species of fish, or living inside
an Ursula K. Le Guin novel. At most, the only "trans" you are is a
transvestite, and indulging in your disorder and living a deluded life –
with the arrogant desire to be applauded for it. Well, I'm not clapping; if you
see my hands together, it's in prayer for you both, and the poor kids… and the
world you want all of us to live in.
And if this were simply harmlessly
funny, instead of personally disgusting and socially demoralizing, I'd toss out
a pun of "delusions of gender". But I'm not laughing.
Deep breath; end of current screed.
All that is yet another darling of the left that I'm no part of, and voted against
in November.
I'm also not subscribing to that
paper – I'll still buy the Sunday issue, but I'm going to don latex gloves
first… if I can get them past these extended fingers.
