Fuck the women who want single sex spaces.
Fuck the women who want to say no to men.
Fuck the women who want their consent to matter.
Fuck the women who want single sex sports.
Fuck the women who want single sex refuges.
Fuck the women who want a single sex social club.
Fuck the women who want single sex breast feeding support.
Fuck the women who want single sex hospital wards.
Fuck the women who want to keep men out of rape crisis centres.
Fuck the women, fuck them all, every last one of those entitled fucking bitches with their boundaries, their dignity and their privacy.
“That is called trauma,” transgender therapist Carson Eckard told my confused daughter when she expressed fear that I might come to the campus of Rider University.
In October, it will be two years since Ilene took her life.
Trauma.
It is a word therapists use so often when gender-confused children speak about parents who question or oppose their new identity. Trauma. A word that now haunts me. And sometimes I wonder whether Carson Eckard truly understands what trauma means.
I am talking about the trauma many parents experience in this country when their children are pulled away from them by a combination of therapists, schools, peers, transgender activists, pastors, and even state involvement.
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like when Mother’s Day comes and the daughter you love with all your heart doesn’t call to wish you a Happy Mother’s Day?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like when DCF shows up at your door because a transgender pastor filed a complaint against you despite never having met you and having met your daughter only once?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like when a university you trusted with your child’s education and safety labels you “unsafe” and bars you from its campus?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like when your child’s birthday arrives and you are unable to spend it with her?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like when police knock on your door and tell you that your child is dead—and that her body lay alone in a dorm room for four days while the university was celebrating National Coming Out Day?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like to stand beside your daughter’s casket and see her lying there, motionless, knowing that every hope, every dream, every plan you had for her future has come to an end?
Does Carson Eckard know what it feels like to watch that casket slowly lowered into the ground, knowing that this is the last time you will ever be physically close to your child?
That is trauma.
The sleepless nights. The unanswered messages. The fear. The helplessness. The grief. The years of wondering whether there was something more you could have done.
Yet I suspect Carson Eckard would not describe what I feel as trauma, despite being a licensed therapist.
To Carson Eckard, trauma was my daughter’s belief that something was wrong with her body and my refusal to affirm that belief.
But what would Carson Eckard call what I have lived through?
What would Carson Eckard call what countless other parents are living through right now?
If losing your child while she is still alive is not trauma, and losing her forever is not trauma, then what is?
@XXisnotXY@KatrinaBiggs2@Light42Lime 100% You said it—it's because they have nothing else.
It's an entirely vacuous movement.
Vacuous, that is, if we're not counting reality-resentment, nihilism, and unbridled self-entitlement.
You might call it 'toddlerism'.
@FondOfBeetles The fetishists' real desire: mandatory genital inspections.
The activists claim these are necessary to tell if 6'10" statues of manhood are male or female. Not just eyeballs.
The reality is a cheek swab, and thanks to Emma, a very cheap one! Quicker than a covid test.
NZME arguing against the BSA that gender doesn’t mean sex & that the Crown Law interpretation has never been confirmed by NZ courts is very revealing - they happily print headlines pretending men can be women but suddenly know the difference when they stand to lose out!
https://t.co/9sfHudDQmw
Mr. Davies,
For a brief, fleeting 10-15 years, WE ALMOST HAD IT. The years between 1998-2012, roughly, we were very close, when no one really gave a damn either way. I remember it distinctly. An enormous shift in attitude’s & acceptance had occurred, after the horrors of being gay in the 80’s to the early-mid 90’s.
I was NOT alone in feeling this, even amongst the upper echelons of the ‘Gay Mafia’ I used to hang around with said the same.
The original aim was EQUALITY & we were, more or less, there.
Then along came identity politics, gender ideology & Que*r Theory, which screwed everything up.
Stonewall’s CEO, Ruth Hunt, said in 2014/15, & I quote, that their shift in focus was “known to be controversial, that it would be difficult, that people would LOSE by that & that herself & the staff thought THAT WAS A PRICE WORTH PAYING.” In other words, they KNEW this would receive pushback, yet were unwilling to listen or engage with those of us who had serious concerns.
A subsequent Stonewall CEO, Nancy Kelley, called lesbians “sexual racists” for not including men in their dating pool.
Michael Cashman called for those who had questions, predominantly women, about this shift to be “defecated upon” & there was “no debate” to be had.
And NOW look where we are.
Look around at the utter mess we’re in.
If you’re going to “look at yourself as an idiot”, at least be aware of WHY you might feel that way & what part you, yourself, played in it.
You cannot cheerlead & encourage an ideology that has caused so much destruction & damage, & then pretend to be flummoxed as to the reasons WHY everything has got so much worse.
Just so we’re clear…
@PTElephant Exactly, he looks like a f*cking joke.
And nope, I care not that I'm ridiculing the appearance of a minor.
The implied blame should—obviously—rest with the supposed grown-ups who enable his bizarre entitlement.
@MuckerWes@Dthemortgageman@rmlfinman Lol, you think you have the magical power to hypnotise people into believing what clearly has not happened in reality and appears instead to reside wholly in your mind.
It'd seem the utterance-creates-reality approach soon enough pervades a person's every social interaction.
It boggles my mind that after decades of being told to not walk alone at night, lock your doors, don't get into an elevator alone with a strange man, be careful of stairways, watch your drink, carry your keys in your hand, don't go into the park at night...