Riddle me this. The fact that there are no serious answers does not mean that there is not a serious question. Why is it that Bruce Jenner, a male passing himself off as a female, is hailed by all and sundry for his courage, while Rachel Dolezal, a white woman passing herself off as black, is being treated as a fraud? Dolezai is the president of the Spokane NAACP, not noted for its roots among the Swedes.
Why is Dolezal not permitted to play by the same rules as Jenner and simply self-identify as black? Her ancestry is Swedish, Czech, and German, but what is that compared to how she feels? If a woman can be trapped in a man’s body, why can’t other things be trapped down in there?
Iowahawk nailed our drunk generation to the wall when he said that my gender is apparently what I think it is, while my race is what other people think it is. Let us draw a completely arbitrary line here, instead of there, and then steadfastly refuse to take any questions. But we have to take questions sometime. This isn’t the Hillary campaign, folks.
How is it that someone can, by simple fiat, make themselves their parents’ daughter instead of son, but to then be told that simple fiat cannot do the heavy lifting of switching ethnicity? Trans-racialism is an absurdity — I mean, look at the DNA, for pity’s sake. And then lo! Transgenderism is the apex of courage, and if you point to the DNA your only possible motive for doing so would be HATE, and we, the intolerista generation, have fines and sensitivity seminars for HATE like YOURS.
Right. This is hate all right. I plead guilty. The fear of the Lord is to hate evil, and that necessarily includes hatred of lies, scams, shams, frauds, mountebankeries, cons, shakedowns, rackets, hoaxes, and lies. We live in a generation that loves a lie, and stands ready to club any who might dissent from it. This means that our population is made up of three groups — liars, cowards, and the willing to be clubbed.
Not only are we insisting that genetic realities be obeyed in the one instance and NEVER in the other, we shout down anyone who points out the incongruities. Moreover, the one canyon that our masters of the universe insist we all jump, like Evel Knievel on a motorcycle, is the Snake River Canyon of sexual identity, while the one that makes everybody go whoa is an ethnic transgression like this one. Why is the ethnic background of the president of the Spokane NAACP a national story?
But let him who is not at least one sixteenth part Cherokee cast the first stone. And that opens up another line of thought. If she felt these powerful internal yearnings to self-identify outside the oppression of being too pale, Rachel Dolezal really needed to go the Elizabeth Warren route. Americans will almost always spot you one sixteenth part Cherokee.
Only a real pro can get away with more. I heard of one case where a man was born in New Orleans a black Roman Catholic and died in Ohio a white Lutheran. That takes talent. But it can also be done without fraud because ethnic mixing happens all the time, unlike gender mixing, and choosing what you are going to be is kind of necessary. I have to deal with this all the time, my father being Scots and my mother Scots/Irish and all. You know how it is. You get stopped in airports. “Are you . . .?” “No, not really. Well, yes, on my mom’s side . . .”
Incidentally, I humbly apologize for all the ALL CAPS episodes in this post. This is not done by the best writers, but it is just that I feel STRONGLY about this. And THAT.