I have now reached the point in the world’s timeline where people are not only seriously identifying as lampshades and excel file extensions (pronouns xls and xlxs of course), but they are also dead serious about unleashing their insecurities onto the world. They will even demand you include their insanity in your vocabulary (case in point). All because being a Man or a Woman with one’s own personal interpretation of these genders is not speshial enuff.
Yeah, I bet Prince, David Bowie and Freddie Mercury are all doing the electric slide in disbelief in their graves.
Well, I am pleased to announce that I happily partake in the human experience as the woman I was born to be.
I am currently writing up a rant post about the whole non-binary gender bullshit, but in the meantime I felt it was my duty to glorify feminity. In 2021, we glorify obesity, insanity and irrationality so why not?
After all, in 2021, actual women are slowly being erased by rampant misogyny dressed in ‘inclusivity’ (I know– the oxymorons write themselves). Indeed, if I see the term “birthing people” one more time, I will unleash the fury of a thousand Pre Menstrual Mood Swings upon the xir people.
Let me say this again : only actual women can give birth. May the Harvard panel suffer the wrath of a thousand SJWs for their next cock-up (see – I am being language inclusive).
From a societal perspective, I love being a straight up ordinary woman.
What makes me ME (in a unique human being sense) is not any label I could stick to a social media profile. It is what I do, what I infuse in my life, my beliefs, morals, interests and most of all my personality. From heavy metal to heavy lifting, straight through to haute couture, disco, spirituality and literature – I am made of a multitude of things, all the while being a Woman. It doesn’t matter what people think a ‘traditional’ woman does – I do what I want.
And thus, I do not understand this need from a growing part of the younger generation to represent themselves as diseases, mental illness and silly pronouns, whilst rebuking the ‘female’ gender. Oh yeah, let us remind ourselves that the typical gen-z twitter profile is : “PanFrySexual Enby Lesbian with PTSD, DID, OCD, Pronouns are PPT and DOC, Diabetes Rights=Human Rights Content Warning Needed for Bridal Veils” … I wish I was joking.
Having a mental illness is not a fucking badge of honour, nor does it define a person. Unless you are Hannibal Lecter.
Normalising mental illness does not mean playing the victim for pity points and victimhood online, it means obtaining the tools needed to overcome the illness – to beat the fuck out of it; not glamorise it for a damn twitter bio.
Labels only restrict their subject – so why want to be actively put in a nonsensical box?
Oh well, let me guess? … for social media of course, the ultimate social con … Where virtual asspats is the currency, and virtue signalling the operating mode. For instance, it is trendy right now for actual women to put ‘she/her’ in their bios to appease a minority of lunatics – I have even seen this on bloody Linkedin -if you disagree with it, you are a bigot.
Well, it looks like I am a she/her bigot, now where’s my asspat?
To be continued…
With Love & Black Lace,