We Can Rebuild Him
From the fun-time world of the sexually dysmorphic:
Wise words, as Transgender Reddit goes, from the replies to this:
According to our height-conscious chappie, it’s all about “just being myself.” And his self is apparently a shorter person than the person he actually is:
And hey, who wouldn’t want a “controlled breaking” of their legs? Which is how his idea of ladylike shortness would be achieved. A procedure that entails an exciting range of possible complications, including limited mobility, nerve damage, chronic pain, and deformity, and for which the success rate is, intriguingly, “not known,” according to the people offering the service.
Update, via the comments:
Twin Cities Teegan adds,
And yet in some quarters, among certain activists and their ‘allies’, anyone suggesting this might find themselves assailed with indignant name-calling. Something I’ve said many times is that it seems we’re not supposed to tease apart the various phenomena currently bundled together as “trans”:
And if we’re not supposed to make any attempt at unbundling those things, insofar as one can, and if we’re not supposed to do anything but affirm and defer, then it’s difficult to remain approved of while saying, however politely, “Actually this thing here – say, men getting their legs broken in a quest to become more ladylike – is unhinged and a recipe for disaster.” And it’s not at all obvious how one might define an upper limit to the pretending that’s expected.
Regarding this undefined upper limit, commenter [+] adds,
But here’s the thing. If observable reality is no longer the measure of things, and if observable reality must actively be shunned in order to be affirming, in order to be an “ally,” – as seen, for instance, here – then where is the threshold? Where’s the point at which it all becomes too bonkers, too big an ask?
When a shirtless, deranged man – a man attacking a breastfeeding mother and her four-month-old baby – is referred to by the Vancouver Police Department, and the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and the Vancouver Sun, as a woman – despite all video and photographic evidence – then we’re in surreal territory. And the mismatch of claim and reality is not neutral or benign. It is corrosive. Not least to any trust in the Vancouver Police Department, the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and the Vancouver Sun – the probity of which is, necessarily, called into question.
Because the public, including witnesses to the assault above, don’t generally appreciate being lied to about the identity of dangerously deranged criminals.
As I said at the time,
And if you follow the link above, you’ll see this example, this feat of incongruous pretending, is but one of many.
[ Pours gin and tonic, resumes mysterious tinkering. ]
TOTALLY not a mental illness, you guys. TOTALLY not.
In the old days (like 20 yrs ago) if you declared that you were Napoleon or Jesus, then you were clearly nuts. In the brave new world, you can declare you are a woman and the gov will pay for your surgery.
Not sure this is progress.
The mysterious blog tinkering, on the other hand…
I heard that.
[ Pours second, fortifying gin and tonic. ]
This person must look at Cotton Hill (King of the Hill) with envy. He killed fitty men!
I venture to predict that when the day comes where we’re able to actually, y’know… Transmogrify bodies from one sex to the other, right down to the genes?
What you’re going to find out is that it makes not a bit of difference. The people wanting such things are still going to be dysfunctional nutters.
Same with the rest of the spectrum disorders. And, a whole lot of the other mental dysfunctions.
You’ll then have the spectacle of the various brands of nuttery accusing everyone else of being genocidal for not deliberately breeding more of the dysfunctional, the same way you have the deaf claiming that things like cochlear implants are “destroying their culture”.
Raw, unpleasant truth?
All of these people are essentially and effectively insane. Pandering to their derangements does nothing for them, and only creates contagion across society.
Mental health is, in a lot of the edge cases, a personal choice. You can listen to the voices in your head and act on them, or you can say “That’s nice, dear… Now, go bother someone else…” to them.
I knew a guy who was a high-functioning schizophrenic. He consciously knew he was nuts; he mostly got by because he knew and acknowledged that fact, and refused to lend the slightest credence to the things that “those voices” tried telling him. It was seriously weird to watch him argue with himself. I have no idea how it felt to him to have that going on in his head, but… There you go. Great sense of humor about the whole thing; he likened it to owning an ever-glitching computer that occasionally gave him great insights, but which kept trying to talk him into suicide or whatever other whim of the moment. Amazing visual artist, though… I think he had real potential, but he died young and unknown to any but his few friends.
Not surprisingly, it was brain cancer that got him.
The other thing here to be noted is the essential and fundamental problem with most of these people… The obsession with sex, to the exclusion of everything else.
It’s disturbing, on so many levels: Why the focus, why the warping of your entire life around your sex and the role it plays in your life? I mean, OK… Maybe you feel a little jealous, observing and perceiving all the cool things that your opposite gets to do in life, but… There is precisely nothing to be done about it. You are what you are; live with it.
I mean, yeah… Sure. Maybe I’m a little envious of the life of leisure my dogs get to live, but on the whole? I don’t want to be a dog. I know that such a thing is impossible; I have to play the cards I was dealt in life, and it’s that damn simple.
Yet, the various flavors of mentally ill that we’re talking about here, who want to be something else so very badly that they’ll mutilate their own bodies? What the hell is the deal with that? It’s a level of self-involved obsession that I can’t even begin to comprehend, and I dare say that most “normal” people can’t either.
Final analysis? It’s that obsession and laser-focused narcissism, the over-weening self-involvement: “I shoulda been a girl!!!”
No, sweetheart… You should be happy with what you are, not what you think you should be. Your mentation is aberrant, your delusional self-involved obsession with your “sexual identity” is the problem, not what biology did before birth.
I’d extend a lot of this same umbrella of disdain outwards past the usual LGBTWTFBBQ stuff and include the usual hetero paraphilias like philandery and nymphomania. The essential issue there is a lack of self-control, self-discipline, and an overly entitled obsession with sex; I have about as much contempt for the serial adulterer seeking to screw every woman/man in sight as I do the sort infesting the Castro District in San Francisco: They’re all alike, in that they’ve allowed their sex lives to become the sole and single defining feature of their lives, above everything else that makes us human.
I am not arguing for sterile abstention, either; I would argue for balance, above all else. If you’re screwing your life up because of the incessant need to have sex, then maybe you’ve got a problem, you know?
Casual sex-change may one day be a thing; I’d submit that it’ll still be a sign of an unstable and deranged personality.
The whole “trans” myth is not just catering to don-a-wig-get-access-to-women creepy males, but has become a great cash cow for morally sketchy *healthcare* professionals.
And don’t let the reality of it interfere with the balance sheet.
One of my favorite examples, which I’ve mentioned before, was the gay sf writer (now in his 80’s) who says he spent every afternoon trolling for anonymous sex.
A key discovery was that it was much easier to corrupt society if you made it highly profitable for large numbers of individuals and organizations to participate in the looting. Now even Catholic Charities and the Salvation Army are in on the scam.
He can shorten himself as much as he wants; in the end he will be a very short, effeminate man, with man hands, man feet, and a man torso.
@ComputerLabRat,
End of the day, whoever does the forensics work on his body will run a DNA sequence on his genes, find that he’s running XY chromosomes, and describe him as “male”. Everything else is denial and cosplay.
I’m not even sure what the hell drives this, because I simply cannot put myself in their shoes, any of them. OK, I’m a boy… BFD. I have an outie, not an innie. I’m a girl? No problem, different set of rules, different body, different role… I’m OK with what God or random chance gave me, because it’s ‘effing immutable. I cannot change it, and even if it were possible, that’s what I started with.
Why the angst? Why the obsession? Why the driven desire to be that which you are not?
I’ve talked to a few of these people, trying to find answers. By the end of the conversation, about all I could really say was “Man, this guy/girl is really mentally ill…” I’m as certain as I can get about these things that it’s also essentially incurable; if you could wave a magic wand over their heads and make them really a real girl, they’d still be unhappy, because the root of their issues hasn’t actually been addressed; they’re still mentally ill, just now as a girl.
[recounts sexual and other abuse, in and out of foster care]
Procrustes. FFS, waiting for someone to say it so I wouldn’t have to look it up. Sigh. I had to look it up.
@dicentra,
The amount of damage created by sexually-related abuse is incredible. You go looking at the denizens of the prison system and the related infrastructure of the legal system, and it’s mind-bending what you find as the common linking factor: Child sexual abuse, of one sort or another. It is literally everywhere.
Which is why I just look at those who say these are victimless crimes and shouldn’t be punished as though they were mad… Because, they are.
I’d lay you long odds that were you to institute a consistent program of simply eliminating, by one means or another, every single abuser in these situations, you’d cut the crime rates by exponential amounts.
Unfortunately, the luvvies of the world just want to excuse everything, and let these creatures get off, scot-free.
It is maddening that the same people who get sent into hysterics at the thought of the earth’s temperature (whatever that means) going up half of a degree, such that everything must grind to a halt and be turned upside down to stop AGW, are so willfully blind to the damage done by these creatures to children and the ensuing problems that causes.
Like protects like.
That. Call me Napoleon, you bigots.
Well, if observable reality is no longer the measure of things, and if observable reality must actively be shunned in order to be affirming, in order to be an “ally” – as seen, for instance, here – then where is the threshold? Where’s the point at which it all becomes too bonkers, too big an ask?
When a shirtless, deranged man – a man attacking a breastfeeding mother and her four-month-old baby – is referred to by the Vancouver Police Department, and the CBC, and the Vancouver Sun, as a woman, despite all video and photographic evidence, then we’re in surreal territory. And the mismatch of claim and reality is not neutral or benign. It is corrosive. Not least to any trust in the Vancouver Police Department, the CBC, and the Vancouver Sun – the probity of which is, necessarily, called into question.
Because the public, including witnesses to the assault, don’t generally appreciate being lied to about the identity of dangerously deranged criminals.
As I said at the time,
And if you follow the link above, you’ll see this example is but one of many.
[ Post updated. ]
I just remembered an exchange I had some years ago with the late blogger Norm Geras, who didn’t see much point in blogs having comments. (His own blog, which I enjoyed reading, didn’t permit comments.) But much of the content here is inspired by commenters. It turns a statement into a discussion.
Which always struck me as the point of the thing.
Kirk:
More Kirk:
Indeed, child abuse/neglect features prominently in these stories.The “luvvies of the world” – the useful idiots – do not understand that this is a compulsive behavior, a coping mechanism. They apply their own experience of sex to a completely different set of experiences.
Here’s a great 1st-hand description:
https://www.sa.org/solution/
Indeed. This cannot be said too often. These loud “protectors” of criminals have a remarkable willingness to bully and harm those who challenge their delusions or impede their policies.
Remember the the Muslim-run bakery in France which put poop in cake frosting for its “infidel” customers?
Indeed. But there is the risk that the comments will become infested with trolls and people who although not actually trolls nonetheless have nothing of substance to say beyond “I agree”. There were a number of blogs whose comment threads I initially read in their first years of existence because the readers would contribute a great deal of additional information, but which I eventually abandoned because the proportion of chaff to wheat became too high.
I’m actually surprised by how little trolling we’ve had here in seventeen years. I can only recall blocking a handful of miscreants.
Almost feel neglected.
Perhaps I’m too charming.
Yes, that must be it.
Wild speculation: This blog has a relatively small public profile and small number of commenters. Trolls therefore see it as an unprofitable target for their efforts.
You’re harshing my buzz, man.
Ladies, is this true?
Well, you do set a tone of civility and thoughtfulness uncongenial to trolls.
But I’m curious: Setting aside commercial spam which is largely from bots, how many comments do you see on the average day that could fall into the category of trolling?
Apart from bot spam, it’s practically zero.
I’ve never borrowed another woman’s underwear. He’s just a pervert.
But I was under the impression that whenever women gather, they just throw their knickers into a big bowl and then dig out any old pants after the pillow-fight.
No?
[ Fetches enormous punch bowl for any knickers discarded in a carefree manner. ]
The trolls must be scared off by your radiant je ne sais quoi. Or the henchlesbians.
Another thought: You don’t post many times each day. You don’t post on as wide a variety of topics as the most frequented blogs, and you don’t write in a particularly provocative manner.
I agree with Hazel Appleyard:
Hazel Appleyard is calling it quits.
I’ve never left a movement. I’m not entirely sure how that works.
Does someone have to stamp something?
I’m going to call that quality control. I could, I suppose, post several short snippets a day, but that risks being glib. I prefer to give things time to breathe, and for comments to accumulate. Often, as in this post, the comments prompt updates.
There’s no end of stuff I don’t know enough about to justify any commentary. Ditto stuff I’m not interested in.
Well, I’m not trying to be controversial. So I suppose that’s something.
Remember how in the early days of Instapundit Glenn Reynolds would often post a link with a single-word comment “Heh” or “Indeed”? That’s major glibness. But all humor aside, he was often posting just to direct his readers’ attention to blogs that he felt deserved a wider audience.
And ditto that you don’t want to spend all day at your keyboard, I’ll bet.
The ultimate contrast to your approach would be people on Twitter and Facebook who actually try to get themselves banned.
And thus we must respect his precedence with the “™” acknowledgement.
I think I’ve spent maybe fifteen minutes looking at Facebook. I mean, in total, since it sprang into existence. And that’s largely been to check whether the local fish and chip shop is open during the holidays.
Trolls just don’t have a chance.
Too many billy goats.
[ Checks status of punch bowl. ]
When is tr&nsgender day of silence? That would be nice.
Another sad story. These stories are continuing to appear with increased frequency. One can only hope that we’re approaching peak crazy as some have said we would.
When this is finally over, the scandal will dwarf the satanic day care scare/fraud.
The number of people who will deserve prison or ruinous lawsuits will be enormous.