One of the really nicest things about being long time post-transsexual is not having to give a shit about the new WPATH Standards of Care. I glanced at it, looked at a couple of pages and decided it was the same old, same old tired Transgender Borg Speak we have been hearing for over a decade.
My reaction was, “My how time flies when you are at war with a bunch of colonialist pigs.”
My second reaction was that I had better things to wade through than this pile of manure.
Maybe, I’d have a different take on it if I were working my way through the process of getting surgery, or had recently had surgery, but dear sweet Mother Gaia it’s been nearly forty freaking years. Enough is enough.. Forty years means I don’t have to give a rat’s ass about WPATH and their Transgender-centric obsessive little trannie word games.
I’m post-transsexual. That means I can opt out of the identity politics of the Transgender Borg.
Call me an elitist if you wish, bless your little heart. But I’ve got other things I’m interested in instead of TG Borg word games and power trips.
Marriage equality, protecting Social Security/Medicare are way high on my list as are the anti-corprate fascism struggles and the environmental movements.
I’m more interested in what is happening with GMOs, and manufactured ersatz food, than I am with whether or not some strange transvestite is pathologized, or not, in some obscure document, that is mainly of interest to the people of the Transgender Borg Collective.
I mean, “What the fuck?”