It doesn’t shake the foundations of me, but it sure as hell shakes the foundations of our family relationships. And a big part of that is when someone who disagreed with me respectfully (respect on both sides) in the past starts to demand compelled speech, as taught by the self righteous RSOH group, whose views butterfly has represented so effectively. I apparently need therapy to come to terms with the oh so reasonable claim that my son is my daughter and I must call him she and never use his name again. So I am not supposed to use his name when reminiscing about his childhood achievements, and if I do I must immediately apologise for my error, my wrongthink, my utter impertinence to use a name which expresses my love for him and references the good loving relationship that he now rejects, because he says he’s not the son I know him to be. And his mother, who if anything worked even harder to protect and support him is also dismissed as a bigot because he claims to be in some sense a woman like her, though he can never know what it is to bear and give birth to a child and to sacrifice years of her own needs to the child who cannot fend for himself.
This cu … movement is not quite as kind as it tries to make out, is it?