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Trans was transient and now “they” are all gone

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Back when Sleepy Joe Biden was “President” and someone with a Tourette’s laugh named KAMala or KaMALa or something, was his trustless assistant, we had a fashion fest.

You know, sort of like hula hoops, or streaking, or socialism, or The Twist.

First it was COVID, the disease that was not leaked from a Chinese bioweapons lab, except that it was. The Chinese and their allies in the teachers’ unions successfully produced a generation of illiterate Americans. (But those Americans would have been illiterate anyway because, after all, their teachers are in the teachers’ unions.)

Then came Russian collusion – the fact that Donald Trump colluded with the Russians, somehow, to get himself elected back in the Dark Ages of Trump 1. That fact was not factual but it was still a good fad. Call it a fadt.

Hot on the heels of that came the false fact that Sleepy Joe’s drug-addicted, deadbeat, foreign-favors-receiving criminal son left his incriminating laptop at a repair shop. That false fact, however, turned out to be a true fact, but it was fashionable to sneer that it wasn’t – that it was just something planted by the Russians. (Those Russians were everywhere!)

Believe you me, it was a crazy time.

But the craziest craziness was when attention-starved boys decided to pretend to be girls.

It worked. They got lots of attention and even cheers – from parents, classmates, teachers (in the teachers’ unions, naturally), and women’s athletic teams who didn’t like the little pervs in the women’s locker room, which not only garnered attention for them but also made them victims.

Being a victim at the center of attention was about the highest achievement in the land. And if you were a pervert to boot, well, that’s god-like (lower case “g” for this crowd).

Here’s where we need to be careful about our terminology. There are transvestites and there are transexuals. Transvestites are men who like to dress up as women.

Disclosure: I confess that in college I once dressed up like a woman on a Halloween about three hundred years ago. We all thought it was funny, but I can’t say I particularly enjoyed my costume.

Some men do enjoy that costume. They really enjoy that costume, if you know what I mean. Scientists say that men who enjoy dressing up as women, not just on Halloween and not just every three hundred years, are “transvestites.”

Importantly, a transvestite man doesn’t think he’s a woman, and has no desire to become one. He’s simply (if I can use the word “simply” here) a man who for sexual pleasure likes to dress up as a woman.

Transvestites in history are not unheard-of, but they’re usually unheard from. They get their jollies in a private sort of way. They’ve generally been pretty harmless.

Rumor is that J. Edgar Hoover was a transvestite. That rumor has been mostly debunked, and historians now say he was merely gay, with a close aid as his long-time lover.

Interestingly, as Director of the FBI, Hoover liked to keep files on the sexploits of politicians, with a special emphasis on possible homosexuality for the purpose of blackmailing them if necessary, and, perhaps, because he just liked gathering and keeping those files.

Transsexualism is something different. A man who is transexual wants to be a woman. Some have surgeons surgically remove their genitals and carve a vagina into the bottom of their torso. Such a man wants not just female clothing but also female parts and female pronouns. He wants to be a she.

Unlike transvestites who typically do their thing in private, transexuals seem to crave the limelight. It’s not enough to pretend to be a woman, it’s not enough to dress like a woman, and it’s not even enough to surgically mutilate themselves to look like a woman when they’re naked.

They want you to know they are transexuals. They want you to know that they’re men who “have become” women. And they want you to acknowledge that they actually are women.

That last thing – demanding that you acknowledge that a man pretending to be a woman actually is one – is their sure-fire attention-getter. Demanding that you sign onto something that is patently untrue is sure to get your attention.

Transexuals are very rare. Scientist estimate that far fewer that 1% of men are transexuals. It’s safe to say that evolution has not favored men who go around pretending to be women, mutilating their genitals, and demanding that you admit that they really are women.

But in the fashion-fest of a few years ago, young people were signing up to be transexuals like crazy. The numbers reached something like 5-7%.

Ah, but fads fade, and this one did too. In the latest surveys, the number is something like half that, and dropping fast.

Odd, that, since we were told that transexuals were “born that way.” These folks “born that way” seem to be about half in number that they were a year ago.

Maybe the fade in this fashion has something to do with the association between transsexualism and cold-blooded murder. And maybe not, since cold-blooded murder seems rather fashionable too these days.

More likely, it’s just a fad that ran its course. Fads are that way.

I can imagine a fashion-conscious tranny today. “Now where do I go to get my penis back?”

Among the election losers are men pretending to be men-pretending-to-be-women

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Last week’s election had a lot of losers, including Democrats in general; Generals who are Democrats to whom President Trump promises to offer mandatory early retirement; the formerly mainstream media which is now reduced to a dried-up side-stream that collectively cannot match the rapidly roaring ratings of the clickbait tabloid called Fox News; childless cat ladies; and the Pelosi/Obama Axis of Evil.

And men pretending to be women. More precisely, it’s men pretending to be men-pretending-to-be-women. Let me explain.

Men have pretended to be women for as long as there’s been men and women. Heck, I confess that I once dressed up as a woman for Halloween back in my college days before it was even fashionable. It was fun and funny, though it didn’t give me my jollies. 

Other men apparently do get their jollies by pretending to be women, and they do so 365 days a year, or maybe just 300, or maybe just 11 or 12.

There’s a technical/scientific/medical name for such men. They’re properly called “men-pretending-to-be-women.”

I have no problem with men-pretending-to-be-women. It all seems pretty harmless to me, up to a point.

I’m even OK with them discretely using the women’s bathrooms. I’m told that, for practical reasons, women’s bathrooms have no urinals for the women to stand in front of as they do their No. 1 business. Instead, they have only stalls, like the ones in the men’s bathrooms for use when a man does No. 2 business, or when he just wants a little privacy.

That means there are two automatic constraints on men-pretending-to-be-women in the women’s bathrooms. One, they are not able to see the privates of real women. Two, they are not able to display to women the privates of themselves.

It’s true that men-pretending-to-be-women in the women’s bathrooms can see real women using the bathroom mirror to tidy their makeup. But that’s a regular scene outside the women’s bathrooms, too. You can hardly pass a mirror in public without seeing that sight.

I assume, without any specialized knowledge, that men-pretending-to-be-women have been using women’s bathrooms for millennia. Nobody objected, because nobody knew. Even now, nobody would object, because nobody would know.

But here’s what’s different now. They want you to know. Not just abstractly, but concretely and in each and every instance.

Their jollies apparently hinge on not just being men in the women’s bathroom, and not even just on being men-pretending-to-be-women in the women’s bathroom. It goes beyond that. It’s all about being men-pretending-to-be-women in the women’s bathroom, and the women in the bathroom knowing it.

The way for men-pretending-to-be-women to ensure that women in the women’s bathroom are aware that they are really men, is to make sure their costume is unconvincing. They don’t truly make themselves look like women – if they did, they’d fail to convey that they’re not. Instead, they make themselves look like men pretending to be women, so that the women know they’re not.

They’re motivated by the same motivations as a public exhibitionist.

Another way to express the point is that they’re men pretending – deliberately badly – to be men-pretending-to-be-women. That’s the formula that apparently produces their women’s bathroom jollies – and the discomfiture of the women in the bathroom, which is evidently part of their jollies.

Jollies are fine. There’s a reason they’re called jollies, after all. But invading the privacy or comfort of other people to get your jollies is not fine, even when – especially when – that invasion is part of the jollies.

And when the women’s bathroom in question is a girl’s bathroom in a schoolhouse, it’s especially not fine.

Similar emotions are at work in the men-pretending-to-be-women in women’s sports. The discomfort and invasion of privacy they inflict on real women – and the stealing of their medals – is part of their jolly gig. Reports are rampant that these men-pretending-to-be-women are not shy in the women’s locker rooms, for example.

To them, all of that – the stealing of medals, the invasion of privacy, and the discomfort they inflict on their female victims – is not an unfortunate side effect of their routine; it’s their prime objective.

Americans are fed up with this new phenomenon of men pretending to be men-pretending-to-be-women in women’s bathrooms and women’s sports. Last week’s election was consistent with that.

It remains to be seen whether Democrats will get the message. It’s quite possible that many of the far-left ones share the emotions of the men pretending to be men-pretending-to-be-women. Namely, they get a certain satisfaction in inflicting discomfort and embarrassment on ordinary American women.

My message to them is: OK, have your jollies. But don’t expect us to vote for you.