Ever since I was a young boy, I’ve had to put up with people explaining why I am not a real man. I’ve never been manly enough.
- Not muscular enough
- not good enough at sports
- read too many books
- wear hand-me down clothes that weren’t fashionable even the first time around
- Can’t and don’t-want-to gob like a pro
- wear glasses
You get the picture.
Now it turns out that if I say, “yeah, you are right, I’m not really a man so I will identify as non-binary” I am trying to destroy your world and your rights.
Just had someone tell me that rainbow people were denying her right to identify as a woman. I personally have never heard a rainbow person say anything of the sort, the only thing I have heard is “please could you call me by gender identity I have chosen for myself”
This is apparently a vicious attack on womanhood/manhood/civil liberties/family values/ democracy, delete all which do not apply.
Hmm,
The only people I have heard attacking the actual idea of gender (in the sense of “I pick what I think I feel like I am”) are the rad-fems who demand the dissolution of gender identity. None of the rainbow people I know are like that.
Can anybody explain why somebody saying “I’d like you to refer to me as they” is any different than somebody saying, “I would like you to refer to me as Doctor Smith”? both people have done something that means they have an identity that they want other people to recognise/show respect for. Neither have done anything that is in any way attacking the validity of anyone else’s identity (you could argue that someone who wants to be addressed as Dr. is being a bit of an elitist snob, but not here, not now).
I think I might have an idea of what this is all about.
If you went over and stood next to the bully and jeered “yeah” when he called me a “four eyed bender”, it is probably because you didn’t want anybody to say anything that called your identity into question. The one who you joined in the bullying of is not supposed to simply quietly say “this is who I am”.
God it must be terrifying for you, – spending your whole life hiding behind bullies so that you never have to ask yourself the simple question “who am I really?” “Am I who they want me to be?” “do I have a choice?” – to be faced with somebody who has actually thought about it and had the guts to say “this is who I am”.
If this is not the case, please explain to me why you feel so indignant, frightened, angry and bloody aggressive over some soft little pimple like me who simply says “this is me, please would you respect that”?
Ceefer Madness 