The Coming Disaster: When Trans Meets Reality

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There are hearings going on today in the U.S. Congress where two sides are in a heated clash. On one side is the position that human sexuality is determined by one’s genetic make-up; the other is adamant that it is determined by personal whim. We are rapidly heading to a cultural war, because obviously these two can’t exist side-by-side. If a genetic male who identifies as a woman wants to go into my daughter’s YMCA locker room and shower with her, we will have an unreconcilable problem.

Today’s specific debate, however, is one where the Q Narrative, especially its "trans" portion, is bumping up against a hard reality. When men have a whim that changes them from the male athlete category to the female athlete category, we come face to face with a reality that cannot be denied, no matter how loudly the Narrative is shouted. Regardless of what one side says, genetic males have physical attributes that give them an advantage over genetic females. This is one of the reasons we have men’s leagues and women’s leagues. But there is another reason for this separation. It has to do with the fact that many sports involve locker rooms and showers where athletes remove their clothes to put on and take off uniforms and take common showers after the athletic event. It has been a long-standing belief that genetic women shouldn’t be put in a situation where they have to undress and change clothes in front of genetic males and then be forced to shower with them. 

This is bringing the whole trans issue to a reality crisis. Riley Gaines today gave an emotional testimony of being forced to share a dressing room with a genetic male with genetic male parts who then competed against her in the swimming pool. The genetic male’s natural upper body strength gave him the victory though he had been ranked quite low in his previous three years competing as a male.

When I hear this, it makes me think that we have, indeed, been given over by God to a depraved mind, one that is devoid of logic, wisdom and common sense, and driven by a malevolent and false compassion.

But even the factual, and even emotional, testimony of Riley Gaines did not provoke a realization by the other side that this trans thing has gone too far.

It caused me to wonder if anything would wake us up or if we had gone past the point of no return. This has led me to ponder a most probable and tragic future event that logically lays before us. I can’t think of any reason, considering the direction we are headed, that this event could not actually take place in the very near future. So, here is my reporting on what might well soon happen. The names are fictitious as well as the details.

Last night, at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas, Bobbie Tonkin (formerly Bobby, the Brute, Tonkin) savagely beat Angelina Jones into a comma. She remains in critical condition at the Sunrise Hospital & Medical Center where she is being treated for multiple fractures as well as a life-threatening brain hemorrhage.

Last year, then Bobby, the Brute, Tonkin, after winning the UFC world championship, retired from the ring. Shortly afterward, however, he then declared himself a woman and entered the women’s UFC division. Four straight victories, in which two women fighters sustained permanent injuries, led Bobbie to the championship fight last night. The first round was a brutal beating of Angelina and many believed she would not answer the bell for the second round. But the chanting of the crowd, which seemed almost blood thirsty, compelled her to get up from her stool and face Bobbie for what turned out to be a fateful end, not only to the match, but possibly for her life.

Some continue to question the fairness of having a former male competing with genetic females, but most have now accepted the Q Narrative as fact and that it would be grossly unfair and transphobic to even speak against it. 

However, in this reporter’s mind, it is hard to imagine there being any genetic women left in the women’s division of the UFC within a year or two.

Back to reality. One would hope that something like this would never happen. But there is nothing in the current Narrative to prevent it. Any argument would go against the Narrative. If you say that men who identify as women can participate in only some sports, then there will be some men who identify as women who can, with Narrative validity, cry “transphobia” and “hate speech” and “inequality” and a number of other charges that the Narrative raises to silence and chill any opposition.

But verbal opposition to the insanity of the Narrative is exactly what needs to happen. Already the Narrative is persuading young girls and boys, first of all, that they must choose their own gender. And, choosing their genetic gender is unacceptable, or at least “uncool”, and children are therefore being harassed who don’t bow the knee. Already the Narrative is persuading young girls and boys to be chemically and surgically mutilated. Prisoners who are genetic men are declaring to be women and being put in women’s prisons. A professor declared that one cannot determine, from skeletal evidence, whether the bones belonged to a male or female. This is absurd until one realizes that the Narrative has changed the meaning of male and female from that which is genetic, and obvious in the skeletal structure, to the whim of the person of the bones. Others declare that men can menstruate and have babies. Genetic men can enter your daughter’s restroom or your YMCA locker room and shower with her. The Narrative demands all of this.

 Will it take a UFC genetic-male-now-woman fighter killing a woman in the ring to bring us to our senses? Or will we just all remain quite and let insanity reign? I don’t know if Satan can laugh, but if so, he must be in stiches.

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