Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Transphobia is bullshit.


In "I don't h8 the 90's anymore (Part 6)", I talked about Adam West's autobiography.


"Back To The Batcave", check it out.

What does this have to do with transphobia, and transgenderism?
I'm getting to that.
Gimme a sec.
*Sips water*
Okay here we go...

So, in that book, Adam recounts a story of going out on a date with this woman who turned out to be a hermaphrodite.
He didn't sleep with her, but they ended up having a conversation about her life and times, and he learned a lot, and made a friend.

Y'know what he didn't do?
He didn't beat her to a pulp.
Cuz Adam West was a hip cat.
And a real man.

Stomping someone to ketchup because you're displeased by the surprise in their Amazon package isn't "macho", it betrays deep seated insecurities that make you look weak.

And that's what transphobia and homophobia are all about.
Insecurity.

Adam was also good friends with Liberace (he was a villain on the show).
Liberace was as fruity and queeny as gay guys come.
And Adam loved him.
He said "he was a darling".
Cuz Adam was a hip cat.

We lost ground as a society since the 60's.
I blame Reagan.
Fuck Reagan.
Fuck his fan club.

Transphobia is about fear of the dick, or the invisible dick (for the fully transitioned trans-woman).

Now, say I'm at a restaurant, I order a plate of tacos, and the server brings me hot dogs.
Do I beat the server to death?
No, that's dumb.
I'd go to jail, and financially inconvenience my family.
I send the hot dogs back, and ask again for the tacos.
If they repeat the mistake, I go to another restaurant.
It's really an easy dilemma to solve.

Now, if the server tried to ram the hot dogs down my throat, then there'd be a problem.
But, that's not a thing that happens.
It just isn't.
Don't listen to Pat Robertson.
For anything.

I think transphobes and homophobes are terrified that the hot dogs are delicious.

No, it's worse.
Homophobes are terrified that the hot dogs are delicious, transphobes are terrified that every delicious taco might have some secret hot dog meat mixed in.

You'd think it were a fatal allergy.
Is there an epi-pen for dick?
Of all the fake quack de-regulated alt-medicine out there, I'm amazed someone hasn't thought to cash in on this.

Either hyper-capitalist scum aren't as creative as me, or even they feel hinky cashing in on bigotry.

Y'know what other capitalist venture can't afford to be bigoted?
The porn industry.
They do everything.

A couple times, watching porn, I've had thumbnails of bisexual or transgender stuff pop up in my face.
Did I scream? Did I puke? Did I try to gouge my eyes out?
Nope, I just said "nope, not into that", and clicked away to something else.
Again, easy dilemma to solve.
One little button push takes it away.
No harm to anyone on either side.

A fundamentalist Christian would be crying in the shower with a toothbrush down his pee-hole trying to scrub the evil out.

Boy, am I ever glad I'm atheist.
Religion is a drag.
Always was.

And none of this even gets into whether post-op transgendered people are "real women", or "real men", or if transgenderism is even "a real condition".

Does it matter?
How about basic human respect no matter what?
Y'know, like Adam West.

Be like Adam West.


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