Since my return to Twitter, I've maintained a relatively unharmful relationship with the platform. I log in a couple of times a day, scroll for no more than 5-10 minutes, post something attempting of wit, snark or insight, then log off. So when I saw the #decaptitateterfs hashtag trending and followed it to the nearest source, I discovered JK's tweet on the recent trans rights rally in Scotland.
Unfortunately, something about the cocktail of estrogen, Twitter anonymity and male aggression transforms Rowling's trolls into a heightened breed of lunatics. These are personalities with whom reason will never find a foothold. So only brave Twitter's gender-critical (or sex realist, as I like to say) comment section with an understanding that the opportunity for conversation, no matter how sincere your intent, is often a ship long since sailed, crashed and sank into oblivion. But you can try anyway, as I did with India.
I interjected into the conversation because, after all, what is social media for but exchanging information and ideas, and India promptly blocked me before escaping to an echo chamber. That's how the "tolerant Left," the Love is Love crowd, always behaves: when they cannot land an insult or successfully rally their trolls for a de-platforming, they flee, ignore and try again when their wounds heal. When I consider that not too long ago, I stood before the cameras of CTV news, preaching about equality (not equity) and the unification of people over their differences, I'm not ashamed as much validated by India's infantile pattern of behaviour. I got out before the LGB and women's movements collapsed under the weight of the many needy equity groups and fetishists that now command them.
I don't think Twitter's amplification and parasitic algorithms that prey on creating loops of addictive attention help in this regard. Twitter makes and curates echo chambers for all its users; there's no opting out of this process; it's how the code works. Still, I'm just so done softening my 'tone' with people so clearly in need of a strong counterpoint. I am the bulwark against which progressivism crashes. First, and as I've said before, no one (rational) argues or needs to highlight that trans rights are human rights. The only way that statement wouldn't be true would be if trans-identified people weren't human, and that's not a claim I, JK, or anyone of moderate social persuasion brings to the debate. But the need to scream out basic statements until they acquire a cultish religiosity seems the primary means of activism: shriek truths, half-truths or commingled idioms until they incant themselves into our cultural dialogue.
"The Future is female." That can only be true if men cease to exist and we're fertilizing the entirely feminine sex of our species in test tubes. Okay, that one scenario could happen, but I'm betting it won't. How about: "I stand with Ukraine." Do you? How? Are you donating? How much? Are you taking in refugees? Are you joining the armed forces to push back the Red Wave? Probably not. So India's declaration aligns with the reflexive idioms to which we've all grown accustomed.
In less than 24 hours, India has gone from trying to rehabilitate the incorrigible image of a man who threatened death and violence to no less than three women (cis white man, too, which wokeism tells us is doubly bad) to declaring absurdities as truth. No, you cannot be more of a woman than JK or any other woman because you are not even a woman. At best, and a concession I'm increasingly resistant to give because of the chaos that agreeability previously permitted, you are a trans woman—that is where all distinctions and subject modifiers need to begin and end. The default reference of each sex does not require "cis," "heteronormative," or any other qualifier because man and woman are the baselines of our species. Unfortunately for India, womanhood is not a feeling or belief. But when you allow members of a society to indulge in dissociative fantasies, then build legal and cultural monoliths to protect these delusions, we face the complete manifestation of insane fiction as Orwellian facts.
The uber-woke, autogynephilic, gender absurdists—the Ultra WAGA—cannot defeat a scientific argument, so they ignore it, speak over it, or retreat behind aspersions and distortions of harm. Thirty-two deaths, while tragic, does not an endemic of hatred make. If that figure is correct, trans people (and what a vague umbrella that term has become) are perhaps the least threatened minority in America.
Indeed, the facts and suppositions on trans safety are specious beyond belief. I say no more hiding from the cold, hard truth. Decades of pretending that we are all, or could be, equally competent or respected have putrefied the North American mind. A screaming imbecile must not be placated with attention, privilege and a sense of achievement for literally nothing. They should be ignored or reminded of their shit take. Although looking at the ratio of India's comments, the social correction of which I've so often warned has begun. And Mrs. Rowling, under a constant torrent of deranged abuse, proves again that you can still 'smash gender norms' without changing gender or sex; you don't need to be a man to have the biggest balls in the room.
—C