…no sooner had I accomplished that, than I heard something about “transmasculine.” And of course I have no idea what that is*.
Cisgender – it turns out I are one, and it’s only meant as an insult in certain contexts.
Geez. You kids probably aren’t old enough to remember when there were only two boxes on the form…
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*Yes of course I could look it up. That’s what this computer thing right here is for. You think that helps? Here you go:
“Of or pertaining to female-to-male transgender people or experiences, especially the experiences of male-presenting genderqueer people who were assigned female at birth but who identify as more male than female.
Lou presents as male but identifies as a transmasculine genderqueer person rather than a trans man.”
Yeah. I’m so enlightened.
Is that academic-speek for “tomboy?”
I don’t think so…
No idea what they are talkin about, bet they are kind of rare in the boonies though.
Curiously, that may not necessarily be so. We’ve got some very interesting people here. Not in my immediate neighborhood, but…
Only got two slots on the form I use… So if someone wants to go “off the paper,” I just don’t pay a whole lot of attention to it. I’m not worried about it, or want to interfere; I just don’t have time for the gender games. 🙂
Mama L, you’ve hit the target dead centre there.
There are so many areas of freedom to find in our lives and interactions, without wasting time battling what nature made us.
That’s not to say that people should in anyway be prevented from going there if they want to, and to have their choices respected (I’m thinking of Chelsea Manning… absolute bloody heroine).
am I alone in finding the small sample of people who I’ve come across* in my own circle, and who did explore those more obscure areas, to be rather needy and emotionally high maintenance sorts of characters in their wider interactions?
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* not in the biblical sense – If I can’t tell what it is with its clothes on, I feel no inclinations to investigate further.
No.
Hah! It gets even more complicated. A friend had the misfortune to get cancer, and treating it involved killing all of their bone marrow, and replacing it with donor marrow.
So far, so good. Now they learn that the marrow donor was of the opposite sex; where there used to be “XY” chromosomes now all the marrow is “XX.”
What PC/academic/hillbilly name is there for THAT?
S, Glad your friend made a recovery.
I’m guessing that your friend has reached a time in life where outward appearences doen’t really cause that much distress anymore.
I don’t know what age all those XX cells are though. If they start to get all insecure about what size your friend’s behind appears to be in a particular outfit, there is a way for him to check and reassure them that all looks well.
http://youtu.be/qVb0Rl-meHw
All of these labels are a reflexive response to the leftist mind whenever they are faced with a situation where each individual is unique unto him or her or itself. They absolutely must group people. Individual thought, individualism, individual wants/needs/condition…
all of those things are anathema to a leftist mind. They are incapable of accepting that people can not be lumped into groups, socially, or otherwise.
The idea of the individual works against their entire worldview, so instead of allowing Steve to just be “Steve,” he’s got to be a “transmasculine queergender” or “cismale” or whatever.
They must label. Every person must belong to a collective. No person may be unique or individual in any way. It is simply beyond their ability to handle.