It Started So Well
My ‘friend’ posted on Facebook: “Fuck pronouns. Don’t come at me with your pronouns shit,” followed by a rant about the ridiculous drama pronoun demands cause. Yes, I thought. Someone else has peaked. I was about to hit ‘like’ but then I realised there was a ‘more’ link, and disappointment seeped in as the rest of her post unfurled.
She began claiming she is LGBT herself - being the L (this is a lie, as I recently discovered she has a secret husband) and that ‘it doesn’t matter if you have a penis or a vagina’ - surely if you’re a real lesbian it does?
Her next paragraph was pro-trans nonsense - and if a ‘trans’ person actually saw it, they would rip her apart for failing to use proper cult terminology. She stated that she was proud that her son is trans. I know she has an adult son - I also know she has a daughter, who - like her husband - she has kept secret. So I thought perhaps ‘son’ is referring to her secret daughter. But no - she is calling her male son trans.
She explained how he was born male, is still male and “until he transitions to have a vagina, he will be a real woman - that is how nature works.”
No, your adult son’s penis inversion will not make him a woman because it won’t lead to a female reproductive system and will never be a vagina. And seeing as this would require surgeries, it is not ‘how nature works’. Mammals do not change sex. I don’t know what Mrs Secret-Family-Fake-Lesbian is smoking or huffing, but I don’t want to try it.
She said anyone who doesn’t believe her son can become a woman is welcome to leave her friend list. Well, seeing as she called him a male, she’s already failed one of the Trans Cult’s tests of allyship! I’d gladly unfriend her; she’s a nutter, so nutty, my next post will be about her - nothing to do with the gender debate but just a bit of weirdness for you all to read.