Having come of age in the early 70s, I'm continually amazed at this idea that you're in the wrong body if you you're a girl and like trucks, or you're a boy and like baking cookies. I was raised believing that you could do what you wanted, and I met plenty of people who lived their lives that way.
Having come of age in the early 70s, I'm continually amazed at this idea that you're in the wrong body if you you're a girl and like trucks, or you're a boy and like baking cookies. I was raised believing that you could do what you wanted, and I met plenty of people who lived their lives that way.
I think SQJ really hit the nail on the head when he said of gender "what you're talking about is a *personality."
The big danger, to me, is telling impressionable kids that certain personalities require changing your body, that certain preferences mean you're a boy or girl, and that you can change whether you're a boy or a girl. The medical interventions we're talking about are immense and lifelong. And they, to my mind, simply don't work.
I did cross-stitch for a year or so, culminating in a pattern of a cat's face that took me months of spare time but which has disappeared in one of my moves. Cross-stitch is a kind of sewing, using different colored threads to form images.
It never crossed my mind that this was a "feminine" activity or that it cast the purity of my gender into some kind of doubt. The "gender roles" that the benders are rebelling against seem like something from long ago. Much ado about less than nothing.
Having come of age in the early 70s, I'm continually amazed at this idea that you're in the wrong body if you you're a girl and like trucks, or you're a boy and like baking cookies. I was raised believing that you could do what you wanted, and I met plenty of people who lived their lives that way.
I think SQJ really hit the nail on the head when he said of gender "what you're talking about is a *personality."
The big danger, to me, is telling impressionable kids that certain personalities require changing your body, that certain preferences mean you're a boy or girl, and that you can change whether you're a boy or a girl. The medical interventions we're talking about are immense and lifelong. And they, to my mind, simply don't work.
I did cross-stitch for a year or so, culminating in a pattern of a cat's face that took me months of spare time but which has disappeared in one of my moves. Cross-stitch is a kind of sewing, using different colored threads to form images.
It never crossed my mind that this was a "feminine" activity or that it cast the purity of my gender into some kind of doubt. The "gender roles" that the benders are rebelling against seem like something from long ago. Much ado about less than nothing.