If you are a politically correct person or a person who needs a trigger warning – I suggest you stop reading. Heck, you probably should never read this blog if your going to have your sensibilities offended from time to time. The pub is after all a dangerous place and people have complete freedom of speech so if your are not used to either – enter at your own risk.
I have been watching the bat crap craziness that is the current bathroom discussion with some amusement. I knew this was going to happen the moment that people started talking about the role of transgender in public life. The idea is that I have heard on campus from a couple teachers’ mouths is that your sex is dictated to you but you gender is something you can choose or develop. I have lost track of how many supposed genders there are. I saw a chart made up once and it looked more complicated that the periodic table of the elements.
Now, I am not really going to get into the what bathroom should people use discussion. Really it is ultimately an issue of culture. Yes, there are current western modern cultures that just have the sign ‘bathroom’ on the outside and everyone uses those facilities and there really is not a lot of problems. The notion that everyone’s a pervert died out in me a long time ago when I studied nudity, the Bible and culture. There are indeed people who can separate bodies being naked and sex as well as do their bathroom business without thinking anything of it if someone of a different gender is in the room. In this country ultimately you going to just end up with a row of small bathrooms with unisex on the outside to address everyone’s concerns.
That said the discussion leaves me in a bit of an interesting problem: What is my own gender? When I fill out the box on an application I check the box ‘male’. (As an aside, I look forward to seeing this changed – it will be entertaining). I was born of the male sex but if gender is chosen or developed then what exactly is my gender? What has been developed in me and what have I chosen. Let’s look at the evidence.
- I was born male
- I find the male form ugly, quite the opposite is true with the female form – love the female form in every way.
- I like male activities – football, shooting (although I would rather wear armor and carry a sword, but they are no longer effective), most of my computer games are strategy and in some cases violent.
- I think testosterone is a good biochemical, I like it coursing through my veins.
- I have already confessed that when I play video games I like to have female characters, not because I want to be female, but I find it much more interesting to in third person mode to look at a female backside running than a man’s.
- I dislike flowers in general, I am only a fan of lace and silk on my wife. I haven’t been able to stand my hair long since I don’t know when – high and tight for me.
- When I comes to smells – smelling ‘pretty’ is not one of my goals and in fact I am allergic to most flower smells – has to be stuff that smells other than of flowers. Give me the smells of sweat, sex and effort.
- Favorite colors – red, deep blue, silver and black. I can only tolerate ‘maize’ during college football season and it must be coupled with blue.
- I love military history and all history where there are strong people doing strong things.
- I value toughness, strength and character above all things.
- I was born male
I am going to have to conclude that my gender if 100% masculine. Oddly enough, I don’t in any way shape or form feel ashamed of this or think it odd. I despise those that think I should be ashamed or do. I am not offended in the slightest you are offended – I am stronger than that. If you are offended by these words, you are the one who is weak, not I. But believe in being a protector, provider and the leader. I let out a cry of triumph when I am victorious and do not think achieving victory is a bad thing. I am the tiger, the warrior and the sword. This all sounds cheesy but this is the only way to make the point that I am male and not only am I OK with that, I am extremely happy with it. I wish more men were like me and less like the metro sexual half this, half that crap we have today. There is no shame in being male and fully so.
The Rabyd Spirit is a Masculine Spirit.
Blessings and Cheers!!!