Members, You Say
Some more this-never-happens news, this time at a gym in Monroe, Georgia. We’ll start with the gym’s profession of modish piety:
Some members may feel uncomfortable with a transgender member using the same locker room facilities, bathrooms, showers, or other facilities/programs separated by sex. This discomfort is not a reason to deny access to the transgender member. Planet Fitness staff should work with members and employees to address this discomfort and to foster a climate of understanding consistent with the judgement-free character of Planet Fitness.
In short, female customers who perceive incongruity, discomfort, and possibly danger should simply ignore those perceptions. Danger, it seems, is something one can now just pretend away.
Needless to say, reality begs to differ:
JaKorbie Dixon, 25, was arrested on September 14 following a brief manhunt by Monroe Police. Dixon was charged with multiple counts of indecent exposure, all related to incidents at a local Planet Fitness gym. In addition to exposing himself to a 15-year-old girl, Dixon is also alleged to have exposed himself to a 19-year-old female gym employee.
I’ll spare you the more graphic details, which can be found via the link above. However, Mr Dixon’s history of indecency, threats, and sexual intimidation is quite extensive, and the women and girls on whom he preyed were left in little doubt as to his maleness and state of erotic agitation.
No less eye-catching are the gym’s efforts to pretend away the events occurring on its premises and as a direct result of its own stated policy:
You see, in the progressive pecking order, the fantasies of sexually dysmorphic men – and the preferences of male sex offenders – are of much greater importance than any “discomfort” felt by the women and girls on whom the former groups choose to impose themselves. Women and girls whose role, it seems, is merely to understand and tacitly affirm. To be reluctant accessories to some strange man’s psychodrama, while remaining free of judgement. Which is frowned upon.
Because the modern, not-at-all-insane response to repeated acts of indecency and sexual intimidation – by a predatory man in the women’s changing rooms – is to ask him not to keep waving his erection at women and children. On grounds that what he’s waving could somehow be a lady’s penis. Such is the sophistication of our times.
But hey, could be worse:
It turns out that when you make women, many of whom have been brutalised, share a space with mentally ill men, the result is not, amazingly, one long, girly pillow-fight.
Update, via the comments:
Regarding the new, utopian role for women and girls – to understand and quietly affirm, while ignoring their own concerns and being entirely free of judgement:
Because dysmorphic men – and male predators – are higher than mere women in the progressive pecking order.
Ladies, know your place.
If ladies knew their place then we wouldn’t be so far down this dystopic, degenerate rabbit hole. Women’s political power has lead to societies overly concerned about not giving offense and not punishing criminals too harshly. Now politicians will spendy anything if its for the children. Judges will turn predators loose if the poor souls are too mentally deficient or stupid to understand the consequences of their habitually criminal actions.
But teachers a practically saints and love is love, so why are you so upset about the local gym waggler teaching your 2nd grader math and pansexuality?
If ladies knew their place then we wouldn’t be so far down this dystopic, degenerate rabbit hole
As I’ve said before, all this will stop dead the second women decide to make it stop. “No, we won’t compete against a man.” “No, we won’t patronize your establishment if you allow men in the women’s washrooms.” “No, we won’t allow you to groom our children.”
Let me know how that particular Lysistraticon turns out.
Do these women not have male family members who might go and have a “talk” with Mr. Dixon privately?
Alexa, who initiates the majority of divorces in the United States?
In terms of leverage and pretentious acceptance, the role of progressive women is hard to overstate. Such that, when a cross-dressing pervert asks girls about their panties, the people rushing to his defence and ensuring he keeps his job – and retains opportunities to ask girls about their underwear – are progressive women.
And when you hear of small children being entertained by drag queens – a remarkable number of whom turn out to be registered sex offenders – the visible parents of those children are overwhelmingly progressive women.
It’s one of the reasons I’d make a terrible progressive. There are far too many things one has to pretend. Things one must never, ever notice.