As any gentleman who’s gone commando, for whatever misguided reason, can attest, underwear is an essential item for more than just a sense of decorum. Getting one’s todger caught in a zipper ranks fairly high on the list of things in the I really, really, really, wish I hadn’t done that
It’s weird that the people who believe they’re the creators and defenders of “queer” are the same people who obsess about “cisgender” and “normativity.” We normies are really not the ones claiming that sex organs are created (or should be) on some kind of assembly line or need to comport precisely with one’s identity. In fact, I have no idea what the genitalia of almost everybody I’ve ever known looks like, never think about it, assume variation is normal, but also know (having encountered both trans people and, in one memorable instance abroad, a group of eunuchs) that I don’t need to see what’s down there to know either your gender identity or whether you’re a woman or a man. When I meet a man who is living as a woman, the telltale sign is never the trouser bulge but rather a quality that cannot be given or taken away by even the most talented surgeon.
Being a lazy got, I'll c+p my comment on Chris Bray's Stack on this topic:
"Quantum genitalia, in other words: you ain't never sure until you look.
I guess it's people like her that create the market for sex-toys that looks like pretty much anything but /human/ genitalia.
Just wait until robots become even more affordable. Why settle for a humanoid sexbot? Why not a Gieger Xenomorph sexbot? And how about neural implant-links directly to cyberspace?
If you see a guy with a red beard streaked with grey, clutching a towel in one hand and sticking his thumb out, hitch-hiker style, it's me trying to wave down a UFO to get of this planet."
To that I'd like to add two horrible things:
1) There actually is a market for non-human genitalia-shaped sex-toys. Both from real animals and fictional beasts. Do. Not. Search. For. This. Love-craftian in the truest sense of the word. Horror.
2) The above includes both things for sticking into people, and things for people sticking it into. Such as a Xenomorph-head shaped receptacle for "male-coded" genitalia.
3) When we were in 8th grade (age 14-16 dep. when in the year you were born) and class-mate did get his scrotal sack caught in his zipper, because he was in a rush. He was carried by two grim orderlies (back then, our ambulance staff didn't need neither medical training nor driver's licenses; not kidding) into an ambulance, got a week off from school and two weeks off from gym class.
"Gender", purloined from grammar, started out as well-meaning attempt to add some descriptive power to sociology. Sociology has been badly broken for at least forty years, probably longer, which has left "gender" prey to woo-peddlers. So no wonder it's entirely vacuous. Some of the people who use it interchangeably with "sex" have done so deliberately. They're parasitic academic trolls. Vacuity is their stock in trade. Others have been roped into the misuse and don't realise they're feeding the trolls. Larry Jacobs, heshit, has worked the trolling grift right into Mengele territory.
Sometimes the grinch in me thinks that what we need right now, to make this all go away, is a good ol' fashion Depression. Could be that is what Biden is working on. The "physicians" who do these things should be imprisoned.
It’s weird that the people who believe they’re the creators and defenders of “queer” are the same people who obsess about “cisgender” and “normativity.” We normies are really not the ones claiming that sex organs are created (or should be) on some kind of assembly line or need to comport precisely with one’s identity. In fact, I have no idea what the genitalia of almost everybody I’ve ever known looks like, never think about it, assume variation is normal, but also know (having encountered both trans people and, in one memorable instance abroad, a group of eunuchs) that I don’t need to see what’s down there to know either your gender identity or whether you’re a woman or a man. When I meet a man who is living as a woman, the telltale sign is never the trouser bulge but rather a quality that cannot be given or taken away by even the most talented surgeon.
Being a lazy got, I'll c+p my comment on Chris Bray's Stack on this topic:
"Quantum genitalia, in other words: you ain't never sure until you look.
I guess it's people like her that create the market for sex-toys that looks like pretty much anything but /human/ genitalia.
Just wait until robots become even more affordable. Why settle for a humanoid sexbot? Why not a Gieger Xenomorph sexbot? And how about neural implant-links directly to cyberspace?
If you see a guy with a red beard streaked with grey, clutching a towel in one hand and sticking his thumb out, hitch-hiker style, it's me trying to wave down a UFO to get of this planet."
To that I'd like to add two horrible things:
1) There actually is a market for non-human genitalia-shaped sex-toys. Both from real animals and fictional beasts. Do. Not. Search. For. This. Love-craftian in the truest sense of the word. Horror.
2) The above includes both things for sticking into people, and things for people sticking it into. Such as a Xenomorph-head shaped receptacle for "male-coded" genitalia.
3) When we were in 8th grade (age 14-16 dep. when in the year you were born) and class-mate did get his scrotal sack caught in his zipper, because he was in a rush. He was carried by two grim orderlies (back then, our ambulance staff didn't need neither medical training nor driver's licenses; not kidding) into an ambulance, got a week off from school and two weeks off from gym class.
I will never - ever - forget the sound he made.
"Gender", purloined from grammar, started out as well-meaning attempt to add some descriptive power to sociology. Sociology has been badly broken for at least forty years, probably longer, which has left "gender" prey to woo-peddlers. So no wonder it's entirely vacuous. Some of the people who use it interchangeably with "sex" have done so deliberately. They're parasitic academic trolls. Vacuity is their stock in trade. Others have been roped into the misuse and don't realise they're feeding the trolls. Larry Jacobs, heshit, has worked the trolling grift right into Mengele territory.
Sometimes the grinch in me thinks that what we need right now, to make this all go away, is a good ol' fashion Depression. Could be that is what Biden is working on. The "physicians" who do these things should be imprisoned.
Mmmkay.
Was number four the abstract vagina?