I’ve poked the trans issue a little bit, but never did a real post about it. My wife often acts as my conscience. She knows people who are trans and is a little bit more “open minded” about trans right.
Then this morning, making my usual rounds through the news, I came across an article that just about hit the nail on the head about all the points I’ve made to my wife, and so decided the time has come to post.
First of all, when it comes to trans people, I don’t hate them. I don’t consider myself to be transphobic. I feel nothing but sympathy for them for how hard their life must be living with a mental illness like that. I know that this is a politically incorrect belief to have, but all the SJW virtue signalling in the universe won’t change some facts. Among trans people ,the rate of attempted suicide is 41%, this makes it double the rate of suicide attempts among veterans with PTSD. In fact, the only group in the US that tries to kill themselves as much as trans people are people with schizophrenia.
Trans people also have issues with drug and substance abuse that is three times the rate for non-trans people. Drug and substance abuse is considered a co-morbidity of metal illness as people tend to “self medicate” with narcotics. The highest rate of people with HIV is trans people.
The evidence indicates that trans-genderism is still a mental illnes, and the changes made to the DSM V are more political than scientific. These people need help.
That said, if you want to dress a certain way, cut your hair a certain way, or look a certain way, that’s on you. You have the freedom to do it. I don’t care.
The issue is what right do you have to make other people acknowledge your delusion. If you are a man who thinks you are a woman, and you make your self up to look like a woman, do you have the right to make me agree that you are a women. I don’t think so.
I have the right to say:
Then you have people like this clearly insane human being who is arguing a man – with a penis – is a woman if he identifies as one, and if (s)he identifies as a lesbian, and other lesbians refuse to have sex with him/her, they are trans-phobic. Because a woman with a penis is still a woman.
For the most part, this is an academic debate. What does it matter.
One word: bathrooms.
Progressive companies like Target decided to let trans-people use the bathrooms they identify with. Obama made the same policy for schools. North Carolina went the other way, and the NCAA threatened to pull their championship from the state, and California prohibited official travel to states with similar laws.
Yes, I know, trans people need to pee.
But it’s not that simple.
We live in a world where “if you see something, say something.”
Transgender protection laws make us become intentionally stupid.
If you are one of the privileged* trans-people that is passing, i.e., other people can’t tell you are trans, and you use the bathroom of the gender you identify as, and nobody notices, and you just do you business and leave… I don’t care, no harm no foul.
*This is just another reason I hat SJWs so much. Trans-people who pass are more privileged than those who don’t and therefore are slightly less oppressed and that’s problematic. They can’t help but destroy each other.
But what happens if when a man, that is obviously a man, goes into the ladies room?
When something makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, that is a deep, primordial part of your brain screaming “something’s going to eat me” and puffs you up to make you look bigger towards a predator. Gut feeling is instinct. It knows things carried in our DNA from a million years of human evolution that our conscious mind ignores. Our gut is a much better lie detector than our rational brain.
Women who have been told “if you see something, say something,” “trust your instincts,” and “trust your gut,” to keep themselves safe are suddenly being told, that if they are uncomfortable with an Adam’s apple in a wig in the ladies room, when they are at their most vulnerable, they are transphobic bigots.
They have to suppress every instinct of personal safety to be politically correct. That can’t be anything but dangerous.
That’s been my argument from the beginning. If a woman, a real woman, or several women, real women, are uncomfortable about the obvious man in the ladies room, he needs to GTFO.
It’s nothing personal. These women are listening to their guts and their guts are saying:
So when I found this blog post: A MAN IN THE WOMEN’S RESTROOM AT DISNEYLAND. It was a woman saying everything I’ve been saying for nearly a year.
I didn’t know if I was going to write this blog or not. A part of me was scared it’d be shared as some transgender hot piece about yet another homophobic mom lashing out at Disney and then I’d have to deal with the wrath of the internet telling me to kill myself. So let me be clear. This isn’t that story. This is a story about a biological man in the women’s restroom, but we need to discuss some gender issues…
I was off to the side waiting with the two boys, when I noticed a man walk into the restroom. My first thought was “Oh shit, he’s walked in the wrong restroom by mistake. lol” He took a few more steps, at which point he would’ve definitely noticed all the women lined up and still kept walking. My next thought was, “Maybe he’s looking for his wife…or child and they’ve been in here a while.” But he didn’t call out any names or look around. He just stood off to the side and leaned up against the wall. At this point I’m like, “WTF? Ok there is definitely a very large, burly man in a Lakers jersey who just walked in here. Am I the only one seeing this?” I surveyed the room and saw roughly 12 women, children in tow, staring at him with the exact same look on their faces. Everyone was visibly uncomfortable. We were all trading looks and motioning our eyes over to him…like “What is he doing in here?” Yet every single one of us was silent. And this is the reason I wrote this blog.
If this had been 5 years ago, you bet your ass every woman in there would’ve been like, “Ummm what are you doing in here?”, but in 2017? The mood has shifted. We had been culturally bullied into silenced. Women were mid-changing their baby’s diapers on the changing tables and I could see them shifting to block his view. But they remained silent. I stayed silent. We all did. Every woman who exited a stall and immediately zeroed right in on him…said nothing. And why? B/c I and I’m sure all the others were scared of that “what if”. What if I say something and he says he “identifies as a woman” and then I come off as the intolerant asshole at the happiest place on earth? So we all stood there, shifting in our uncomfortableness…trading looks. I saw two women leave the line with their children. Still nothing was said. An older lady said to me out loud, “What is he doing in here?” I’m ashamed to admit I silently shrugged and mouthed, “I don’t know.” She immediately walked out, from a bathroom she had every right to use without fear.
1,000% yes. Every woman in that bathroom was afraid of the man, but more afraid of being called a transphobe for being afraid of the man.
If I were there watching a man go into the ladies room after my wife and child, I’d be pondering if I could make a prison shiv out of the wooden stick from my Mickey’s Premium Ice Cream Bar. I’ve never killed a man with a Popsicle stick before, but I sure as shit would have ready to try.
Each and every one of us is our own last line of defense.
Creating protected classes of people, where any suspicion of anyone that looks like them is bigotry, makes us more unsafe.