And here I was thinking I’d become so jaded by all we’ve seen to date that nothing could possibly shock or surprise me anymore.
Biological assimilation into femininity has long been the final frontier for transgender activists — a Rubicon they had not yet been able to fully cross. Aspirational transgenders can get various sordid surgeries to appear more feminine; they can adopt feminine social roles, but they could never really become fully biologically female.
This nags at the LGBTQ+++™ community something fierce, as biological reality always belies the religious conviction that “transgender women are women,” full-stop. They wish they could menstruate because, like transgender Pinocchios, they want desperately to be real girls, despite the deep-seated and dysphoric knowledge that their goal is impossible.
Via The Establishment:
Ashley’s a 23-year-old trans girl (TRANSLATION: a male—M) who’s been on hormone replacement therapy (HRT) for over a year. She (HE—M) takes a cocktail of the antiandrogen spironolactone and estradiol, a form of estrogen. About five months into her (HIS—M) treatment, she (HE—M) began experiencing a predictable pattern of symptoms: First would come the soreness and swelling in her (HIS—M) chest along with bouts of nausea; the next day, she’d (&C—M) endure painful abdominal cramping lasting minutes at a time, as well as constant nausea, hot flashes, dizziness, photosensitive migraines, and bloating. This cycle, she says, lasts for about six to seven days and repeats roughly every five weeks.
Let’s assume for the sake of argument that Ashley’s “period” symptoms are legitimate and not the product of transgender psychosis (58% of transgenders have a diagnosable psychiatric disorder compared to 13% in the general population). Causally, his cramps and hot flashes and whatever would have to do with the synthetic hormone cocktail of estrogens and anti-androgens that he shoots into his body daily and nothing at all to do with a female reproductive cycle.
The reaction from most real women, like my wife’s when I posed this dilemma to her, would be: why would anyone voluntarily want to experience menstrual cycles and all the discomfort that comes with them? The answer is that no amount of physical discomfort is too great provided that it buttresses their theatrical performance.
Now, my initial reaction to the above bilge is about what I expect most of y’alls would be: something along the lines of an ennui-laden shrug, a roll of the eyes, and an exhausted “Oh, PLEASE.” But au contraire, mon dique-couper frere. No, as it turns out this impossible Menstruation for non-Persons Of Uterus™ business is all too real, at least for certain values of the word “real,” anyways. How the sausage is (un)made?
Mentally ill men claiming to be women are inserting frozen tomato paste into themselves to "mimic a period"
I am so sick of pretending like these people are normal. pic.twitter.com/sKP4fo1XN3
— Ashley St. Clair (@stclairashley) December 28, 2022
And lest any of you sane people out there might blithely assume this is all merely some Bizarro World practical jokery or something: don’t. Just…don’t.
I had to dig deeper to make sure this wasn’t some sick satire. It’s not. The combination of complete depravity and unambiguous mental illness continues to ramp up in the most ludicrous ways. It’s enough to make one lose hope in this nation’s redemption.
YMMV, as always, but as I recall a certain Good Book insisting repeatedly and explicitly throughout its voluminous text, redemption isn’t some scattershot entitlement, strewn willy-nilly about the landscape for any benighted fool to just pick up and waltz off with. No, redemption must be earned. Which, this nation all too obviously has NOT, alas and alack.
But that doesn’t mean we should stop fighting it. Unfortunately, the powers-that-be who want to destroy America realize that this extreme version of Cultural Marxism is the fastest path through which the United States can self immolate before the altar of globalism. This is why “gender dysphoria” was once rightly considered to be a mental disorder. Today, it’s being normalized in ways that defy both logic and science.
Again, I must beg to differ, chum. There ain’t no “normalizing” this shit, no matter how far we bend over, how radically we rejigger the terminology, nor how many hoops we’re willing to jump through for the demented eejits, to quote the incomparable Irish copper Bunny McGarry. It is simply unpossible, that’s what. You can’t “normalize” the extravagantly, showily ABnormal; it’s a contradiction in terms, a pluperfect oxymoron.