Haven’t RTFT
I had lots of trans friends. I thought it was the latest fad but whatever, they can wear what they like and call themselves what they like, it made no difference to me.
Then, on a lesbian message board, that has now shut down, another lesbian started a thread about the cotton ceiling. I was like ‘no, of course I’d never want to sleep with anyone with a dick, I’m a lesbian, silly.’ It was all a bit ‘that can’t be happening, it’s rediculous.’
Then somebody raised the possible changes to the GRA. Again, I was like, ‘oh don’t be daft,’ but I went away and did some research and discovered that yes, there was going to be a consultation, with the aim to allow whoever to change their legal sex, just by signing a piece of paper.
I went back to aforementioned thread on the lesbian message board and started to ask questions, and oh boy was I shocked by the dog’s abuse I got, simply for raising what I considered obvious, common sense concerns.
My arse wasn’t on the fence for long, I can tell you, not with all the bullying, gaslighting, strawmen and accusations of being a nazi.
So, I’m sad to say, it was some other lesbians who peaked me. And the message board, well the argument raged for a few months, then the TRA cheerleaders scarpered when Jess Bradley and Karen White happened, but by then most of the other regulars drifted away because the toxic atmosphere had permeated through everything. It’s such a shame because there was some great discussion and some good laughs to be had on there.
So it was the TRA cheerleaders that peaked me, because anyone who defends their position by launching vicious, unwarranted attacks immediately peaks my suspicion, and if you tell me not to look behind that door, I’m sure as hell gonna look behind that door, because if whatever is behind it is harmless, they won’t mind me seeing it.