Jan 9 2009

I think I’m a kind, caring soul

 

Why the long face?  You can afford it.

Why the long face? You can afford it.

I’m typically sympathetic of those that are considered different from the crowd.  I have no problem with different races or cultures as long as they’re not violent towards others for being different.  If you’re religious and don’t haze me for not believing what you do, I’ll hide your beer in my basement.  I’m all for giving gays all the rights the straights have.  After all, without gay women, we’d have no porn industry.  Without the porn industry, we’d still be choosing between VHS and BetaMax and sock factories would be dropping like flies in this economy.  I don’t even have a problem with the guy that got fucked by the horse in Enumclaw a few years back.  The horse seemed to prove his point and hopefully others learned that they grow those mini me stallions for a reason.

But even with my obvious caring nature, I’m finding that I have a serious problem with the transgender community.  Quite frankly, I think you’re all fucking nuts.  The way I’m looking at it thinking that you’re meant to be a different sex is no different than thinking you’re three different people or that your dog just asked you to kill all the hookers in the meat packing district (hide the Jim Jones biographies from that retriever).  This is by far not a religious statement otherwise at some point I’d be throwing the gays under the bus.  I’m a firm believer than sucking a cock is vastly different than removing one.  

So in order to disagree with this life theory, I guess I have to analyze possible reasons for it.  Maybe they think we won’t notice, and in that case they are motherfuckin mistaken.  I’ve walked down many a city street in more than one country and immediately known that a particular young “lady” knows a lot about men because she used to be one.  Maybe the sex life will get better.  That must be it because when I think great sex life the first thing that comes to mind is the complete and total lack of an orgasm.  If there were no orgasms in life the Flying J truckstops would have closed years ago.  Maybe they just need to wear different clothes.  I’m pretty sure neither sex needs surgery for that.  Women in men’s clothes is standard now and a few weeks ago I saw a rather muscular black male walking down a Philly street wearing high tops and a dress.  I assure you, none of us would have approached this gentleman to comment on any choices he’s made.

Now that I’ve actually thought about it more while typing this, I’m not angry at the TG’s and I’ll be treating them the same as everyone else I meet.  They will take the same verbal lashing (not tongue, not tongue, damn it I almost typed tongue) that one of my friends would if he told me he needed a vagina in his pants.  But in the end, I’d still buy ‘em a beer.

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