Caitlyn Jenner. Vanity Fair.
And those are among the less offensive comments I have seen.
I even found myself in a Facebook tussle with a friend of a friend who posted this:
I’m just so sick and tired of everything in the news now being about Trannies…..and how ‘nature made a mistake’.
I wish no ill-will at all on any of these poor people with this affliction either.I am sure life cannot be easy for them nor do I feel that they ‘chose’ this path.
But – don’t lecture me and tell me I have to buy into this gender confusion crap.
If the PC Police ever allow actual science to shine a light on this – it will prove it’s a mental health issue with a potential physical disposition, ie: a brain chemical deficiency which is impacting the gender confusion for example.
Anyone can look great during a photo shoot with pro hair and makeup……
But, he still has a penis and a size 13 foot — good luck finding shoes at the clearance rack, Caitlyn!
I want to see him put on a box of Wheaties now in the bustier….
What I wanted to say:
I can only imagine the vitriol you might spew if you did wish ill will upon any of “these poor people” who, incidentally, do not appreciate being called Trannies, are not mentally ill and do not consider living an authentic life as “gender confusion crap.” I’ve never seen you, but your ugliness strongly suggests that even with professional hair and make up your innards would seep through. Further, if anyone is guilty of “lecturing” that would you be you. Your declaration, (which, to my knowledge, is unsubstantiated) that “actual science WILL prove” anything is a bold and uneducated one. Having a fear of something you do not understand but insist on spouting off about is unbecoming, bitch.
What I actually said:
Wow. And yuck. Your attitude actually scares me.
She is (and will remain) a total stranger, free to opine from the safety of her laptop and not face to face with another human intimate with the transgender process. Interestingly, she did not respond to my comment. Others did…and they weren’t on her side.
But…then I saw this, also on Facebook. The gigantic difference being, it was posted by a friend. Someone I know in real life. Someone I’ve talked about tough stuff with. Someone I thought was better than this:
Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t erase it from my eyes…. seeing Vanity Fair cover…. gross
I read it on my phone while waiting for an appointment and let out an audible gasp. With trepidation I responded:
That was several hours ago. No response. No private message tripping over herself in a (veiled) attempt to explain herself. Yuk.
Listen, I am wise enough to know that this is complicated stuff. But apparently I am not wise enough to understand why on earth anyone gives enough of a shit about what is it in someone’s nether regions that they feel compelled to malign, criticize, ridicule and torment; often loudly and proudly. Yes, it is unusual. And no, it is not the path most people take, but: Gross? Crap? Brain chemical deficiency? (Maybe, just maybe, it is actually a brain superiority…an indicator of a more evolved human. Ever think of that?)
I wonder if any of these people ever stopped to think how they would feel if Caitlyn (or Jess, or Aiden, or Cameron or Liv or any other fantastically brave trans person) were their child or parent or sibling or friend. Would it be gross? Would they be a freak? Would it be crap?
Yeah, didn’t think so.
Oh, and by the way: you should all look as good as Caitlin does. Rock on!