how about mid stream in the men's room???
Posted on 04/21/2017 3:04:59 PM PDT by TigerClaws
How about day of the week fluidity? Why can’t we feel Wednesday is Friday this week?
As Peter Paul says “Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t” - yet you still are one.
I think that’s the best answer.
Sometimes people asking that question aren’t the best people to open up to about someone else’ lifestyle.
Need to remember that next time I see two good looking babes head to the locker room. “Hey, I’m one of you...let’s grab a shower.” Knowing my luck, the two babes would turn out to be transitioning men.
I suspect that some peeps can change in well under a second...
how about mid stream in the men's room???
It appears that the connection between our institutions of “higher learning” and reality no longer exists.
Only if you are TOM TERRIFIC! But then you can also be a tea pot, a bumble bee or a tree!
I recommend against changing your horse...
Throw out the dope.
Put down the booze.
That sounds very painful.
The sewers of harvard are overflowing.
My post from that article yesterday:
WOW! Let's see... today I want to identify as a plant, tomorrow I want to identify as a butterfly, the day after that as a pine tree.
Gee, this is just swell. Personal enrichment has never been better. Someday soon, as I gain more experience in changing my gender, I want to achieve ultimate power by identifying as a traffic light. Talk about influence!
It’s true that gender changes all the time. I know from personal ***Cis*** experience. This morning, I woke up ***CIS Male***. I considered going ***Intersex*** but couldn’t waste the opportunity. ***Male*** is such a great, privileged gender for Cis-Western restrooms that I immediately visited the male-biased porcelain.
With that chore out of the way, I became more ***Gender Nonconforming***, making my own sandwich for a bag lunch. But then I realized that being nearly Pangender*** meant that I had missed out on the joy of making that lunch, so I went ***Trans Female*** and enjoyed making a second sandwich for an afternoon snack.
Well, everyone loves coffee, so I went ***Bigender*** as I had a cup. Okay two cups. But by then it was porcelain time again, so I went ***Cis Man***. Privilege rocks! Who would want to be ***Neutrois*** and not have a gender?
Well, still ***Cis guy*** and two freshly-made sandwiches in front of me, I ate them of course. But then I didn’t have a lunch to take on my errands. No problem. If you are ***Gender Fluid***, then ***Male to Female*** takes just a moment, and I could make another sandwich . . . and love it!
Well, I wrote checks to pay my bills, a great ***Agender*** chore, dropped them in the mailbox, shading my mood more toward ***Androgyne***, and started driving to the new outdoor store. Well, I got lost and needed directions, so I needed a gender, and male would not do - I’d be wandering in the wilderness for 40 years and still couldn’t ask for help. No problem. I went ***Cis Female*** got the directions, and went ***FTM*** back to driving there ***Cisgender Male*** to aggressively enjoy the rest of the drive.
They had a new lightweight tent, and a big-name outdoors writer who had just used it everywhere I ever wanted to go was making a few comments about it. I couldn’t ask for more though. I tried ***Other*** but still couldn’t treat even an expert like he knew more than me about the outdoors, so ***Transsexual Woman*** and I could ask whatever I wanted and listen to everything the expert said.
Time to buy, but I wanted to negotiate price, so ***Female to Male***. I only got them down 10% on the tent, plus a free extended warranty, but that’s something. Score! So I ate my (third for the day) sandwich, and headed home all ***Cisgender***.
Well, yesterday, when I was ***Androgynous*** and messed up the laundry, new red shirt with the white sheets, so I had to ***Trans*** at least to ***Two-Spirit*** so I could nap on pink sheets. And by the time my nap was over, I was ***Non-binary***.
As I review the day, trying to decide which gender worked the best, I find myself ***Gender Questioning***. Which ***Gender Variant*** do I want to try next? There is only one label that I completely reject - the intolerant ***Neither***, which rudely implies there are only two options. I think I’ll go ***Genderqueer*** and get a good night’s sleep.
Why not hourly or even minute by minute?
Obviously the term “higher education” has been redefined in the Ivy League and taken down to the “Zimbabwe” level.
How about second-to-second??? How about seizing harvard’s endowment...as a start? What intellectual malignancies on society.
To deny basic biology is insanity.
To waffle on what your delusion is day by day is dangerously unstable mental illness.
And don’t forget the “March for Science” is tomorrow....
one behind the ear...
What they mean is that it can change to suit every opportunity to hook up with someone else who wants to share in an orgasm.
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