When I was seven years old I wanted to be a vampire. Simple. I would be taken to Transylvania and sit in some secluded basement of a castle and bingo, I\u2019d be a vampire. Maybe I was suffering \u201cliving dysphoria\u201d and that my transition would make me whole. Or, I could have been watching too many movies from Universal studios. Turns out that it was the latter. How do I know? Because after a few weeks I wanted to be a lizard-like creature a\u2019la the one from the Black Lagoon\u2026.<\/p>\n
This is to say that, in today\u2019s world, CHILDREN are not capable of making life-altering decisions even if they DO HAVE some form of dysphoria. We don\u2019t let them chug a few cool ones and take the car for a spin, right? I saw a phrase in a news report that, in the case of James \/ Luna Younger that a judge will decide if the parents should take a position of \u201caffirmation\u201d or of \u201cwatchful waiting\u201d.<\/p>\n
I believe that this is entirely caused by either not having \u201cgatekeepers\u201d or by having them with a vested, (ideological OR fiduciary), interest provided by agendists. This, in my, (never), humble opinion, is quite possibly a play for \u201cfifteen minutes\u201d by the mother, the \u201cprofessionals\u201d involved and the medical team to come up with the next Jazz Jennings.<\/p>\n
This should not be taken lightly. The child is a TWIN. What effects, (short OR long term), will this have on the other child\u2019s life? Kids can be cruel. I know this for a fact as I\u2019ve been on the receiving end many times and, yes, once in a while on the giving side. No one in my day committed suicide because they were bullied. They either went home crying, (but they didn\u2019t knot up their bed sheets), or they \u201cwent full Ralphie\u201d*, (a bare-knuckles approach), and ended up shaking hands at the end. Today, however, with \u201csocial\u201d media kids are using, (several of which, I can\u2019t recall the names), delete messages after a period of time leaving no \u201ctracks in the snow\u201d for authorities to follow post \u2013 mortem. Also today, \u201cgoing full Ralphie\u201d sometimes means taking mom\u2019s rifle to school and the innocence of other children is lost.<\/p>\n
On the father\u2019s life? As to the father, well, on the job, in the supermarket, in the tavern or at the ball game or bowling alley\u2026the whispers will start. The half-shielded chuckles. Change jobs? Sure. Then those whispers will be there right out of the gate. Unfortunately, the \u201cwent home crying\u201d approach doesn\u2019t work for adults. Well, it DOES, but it\u2019s called \u201ctherapy\u201d. But maybe we end up \u201cgoing full Ralphie\u201d. Which, in adults, isn\u2019t called \u201cRalphie\u201d, it\u2019s called POSTAL. By then? What kind of psychological burden is placed on the transitioned child for his father, who sought only to love his son, is either in prison or, a hole in the ground?<\/p>\n
Think about it before the next case comes up where you support \u201caffirmation\u201d.<\/p>\n
*The term \u201cRalphie\u201d is drawn from the movie \u201cA Christmas Story\u201d. Ralphie, the bullied kid, finally gives the bully a good-old schoolyard whoopin\u2019.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When I was seven years old I wanted to be a vampire. Simple. I would be taken to Transylvania and sit in some secluded basement of a castle and bingo, I\u2019d be a vampire. Maybe I was suffering \u201cliving dysphoria\u201d and that my transition would make me whole. Or, I could have been watching too<\/p>\n