RE: Please convince me gender is binary
January 29, 2019 at 7:36 pm
(This post was last modified: January 29, 2019 at 8:44 pm by bennyboy.)
Are you saying that if someone asks to be referred to in a certain way, or not in a certain way, then we should respect that wish? What if we just don't happen to believe that demographic, or that individual, is deserving of that kind of compliance? What if, rather than calling a particular trans individual "she," I want to call that person a "crazy piece of shit, who I suspect is gaming a new female identity role just to get extra attention?" What if rather than referring to someone by their individual identity, I insist on reminding them of say their racial demographic and insist on defining them by it despite requests not to? Am I out of line?
I'm from Vancouver. When I was younger and on the street, I went to a lot of raves, I wore fingernail polish, had long flowing locks, was super thin and slightly too stylish. I was on LSD as much as not for pretty good stretches. People had special snowflake identities-- one guy was always talking about how he was an Egyptian god, another guy insisted he was balancing Vancouver's four psychic winds. And I'd say there were many of these non-binary gender expressions before people even started verbalizing that stuff-- Vancouver must surely be right up there with San Francisco.
The shit I saw, and the shit my friends on the streets would get into for a little extra cash, and some of the things that people tried through various means to draw me into, probably covered all the bases. I was a bit of a toy myself, mostly for older women, and especially for dancers or sex workers-- it was a power thing, I think. And yet, I heard the words "fucking faggot" not infrequently because of my appearance. I also knew some VERY jock-type kids on the street who were dressing as trans in order to get tricks from rich businessmen. Shit was wild back then, in much more interesting ways than the special snowflakes with their Twitter and their manufactured rage are today.
But I gotta tell you-- I've known enough gay men and male-to-female trans queens to say (and obviously I'm generalizing greatly here, but this was my experience): (1) they are exotic, dynamic, cultured, interesting people; (2) they are very often SO FUCKING ANNOYING because they will stop the world in its tracks in order to make it revolve around them. And did I mention-- those bitches were CRAZY.
Here's what I think. I think people have too much fucking free time. The world is full of special snowflakes squawking to get attention, and of haters who consistently give it to them. I think they have a symbiotic relationship-- they NEED each other there, so they can squawk, and shout, and generally waste time. What we need is a nuclear apocalypse, so people can shut the fuck up about all this useless noise, and get down to the proper state of any animal species-- struggling to survive.
I'm from Vancouver. When I was younger and on the street, I went to a lot of raves, I wore fingernail polish, had long flowing locks, was super thin and slightly too stylish. I was on LSD as much as not for pretty good stretches. People had special snowflake identities-- one guy was always talking about how he was an Egyptian god, another guy insisted he was balancing Vancouver's four psychic winds. And I'd say there were many of these non-binary gender expressions before people even started verbalizing that stuff-- Vancouver must surely be right up there with San Francisco.
The shit I saw, and the shit my friends on the streets would get into for a little extra cash, and some of the things that people tried through various means to draw me into, probably covered all the bases. I was a bit of a toy myself, mostly for older women, and especially for dancers or sex workers-- it was a power thing, I think. And yet, I heard the words "fucking faggot" not infrequently because of my appearance. I also knew some VERY jock-type kids on the street who were dressing as trans in order to get tricks from rich businessmen. Shit was wild back then, in much more interesting ways than the special snowflakes with their Twitter and their manufactured rage are today.
But I gotta tell you-- I've known enough gay men and male-to-female trans queens to say (and obviously I'm generalizing greatly here, but this was my experience): (1) they are exotic, dynamic, cultured, interesting people; (2) they are very often SO FUCKING ANNOYING because they will stop the world in its tracks in order to make it revolve around them. And did I mention-- those bitches were CRAZY.
Here's what I think. I think people have too much fucking free time. The world is full of special snowflakes squawking to get attention, and of haters who consistently give it to them. I think they have a symbiotic relationship-- they NEED each other there, so they can squawk, and shout, and generally waste time. What we need is a nuclear apocalypse, so people can shut the fuck up about all this useless noise, and get down to the proper state of any animal species-- struggling to survive.