Well, I’m back. I thought, now that I’ve got the money and I’m blessed with gainful employment (read: rich, bitch!), I’ll sign up again. I also thougt the first post of my triumphant return would probably relate to some particularly juicy republican embarrassment, or maybe just some november-landslide gloating. I never would have expected it would be to throw my poor ole pappy a life-line with which to drag himself out of shit creek. But then, I’ve never seen him get so deep in it before.
Granted, I think a lot of this he brought upon himself by assuming his “equal rights for all” platform made his insignificent opinions in regard to sex and gender just that; insignificent opinions. However, I think the main problem I see is the need for a translator.
Him: Hey, just wanted to clarify that I got no problem with guys who think they’re ladies/feel they’re ladies/want to be ladies/want to dress like ladies. The insult was intended for Coulter, since she looks masculine, and I presume it is not her intention nor desire to look this way. However, on the broader scale, I think the rights for gays and lesbians is a battle much more easily won, since their plight is much more easily defined. So that’s where I focus my “equal rights”. Besides, I’m not even sure gender reassignment surgery is beneficial, mainly because I just can’t see how dicing up your genitals and turning them inside out can make you happy. So, anyway, no offense intended, especially not to Una.
SDMB: WTF? Transgendered people don’t exist? That sounds pretty bigoted.
Him: I am not a homophobe!
SDMB: WTF? Now you’re saying transgendered people shouldn’t have the rights of gay people? Where do you get off?
Him: A good friend of mine was gay, as are many other people, so of course they exist. Why should I prove gay people exist?
SDMB: Well, if you’re saying transgenders don’t exist, that’s just as bad as saying gay people don’t exist.
(At this point, the “conversation” devolves even further until it gets into some shit about “the reality and the meaning of existence” that I could not possibly smoke enough dope to translate. The best interpretation I can come up with is “The world is in your head but transgenders aren’t.” Nope, still not enough dope.)
Actually, now that I look at it, I don’t think a translator helped at all, cuz it still seems like you guys are having two different conversations.
What this all boils down to, though, is who the fuck cares? If we know he doesn’t think transgered people (or whatever he thinks they are) deserve any less than everybody else, and we know he doesn’t think they’re anything less than human, and what’s more he doesn’t even think they deserve any less politeness than others, what does it matter if the source of the transgendered-ness is physiological or psychological, if the end-result is the same?
Now I’ll try to stop here, since I know dad is loathe to be defended, especially by his own son. But I really do think this whole thing has gotten totally overblown.
Ah shit… okay, one more thing. I’ll share a little story with you guys. When I was a baby (or maybe a teeny toddler) my favorite toy/object of comfort was not a toy gun, or a blankee, but a little black baby-girl doll. My dad, bless his heart, was not entirely comfortable with that (mom just thought it was cute, of course). But, he reasoned, if that’s what I liked, that’s what I liked. And he certainly wasn’t gonna stop me from doing what made me happy just because it bothered him.
What I’m getting at is this: Isn’t that the cornerstone of tolerence? To say, “it doesn’t matter if your lifestyle bothers me, it’s your lifestyle”? And, conversely, to be able to say, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, it’s none of your business”?