Why Do They Hate Each Other So?

Let's Sit This One Out

When it comes to the escalating extreme gender wars now emerging, our view is to adopt a "live and let-live" strategy.  Some things are so contrary to nature that they must inevitably self-destruct.  Trying to stop the self-destruction is a hopeless cause.  Trying to clean up after the mess appears to be the wisest course of action.

Rachel Stewart, a self-professed homosexual has suffered the wrath of the trans-gender mob.

Just a few short months ago, I had no idea what the term TERF meant. I knew it was chucked around as a pejorative with monotonous regularity, so it piqued my interest. What had these so-called TERFs done to warrant such naked hatred?  Here's what I've learned.

TERF stands for 'trans-exclusionary radical feminist' and is used as a way of denigrating any woman who questions the current craze of people – overwhelmingly men - who say they were born into the wrong body.   Basically, it's a derogatory and offensive label and is used to shut down debate on the fraught subject of transgender rights.

Just a cursory glance on social media quickly provides enough evidence to prove it's anything but a neutral term – as users often claim. It's common to see slogans like "Kill all TERFs", and who're often described as Nazis, fascists and bigots.

Under the Births, Deaths, Marriages, and Relationships Registration Bill, the proposed law will see adults (over 18) apply to the Register-General to have their nominated sex registered by specifying they want to be female, male, intersex (neither male nor female) or X.

Daring to question this, I'm now regularly referred to as a TERF. Boxed up, compartmentalised, and considered fair game by those who enjoy hunting in packs online.

It's fatuous because I'm neither trans-exclusionary or a radical feminist so, technically, it's false. Except, the transactivists, most of whom are not trans, spit the word in your online face with such venom it causes one to reel at the mere sight of their dripping fangs.  So, to hear Labour MP Louisa Wall use the word in a public (media excluded) meeting was enough to make me reach for my snake gators. She said, "My whole thing is I don't want any f***ing TERFs at the Pride Parade." . . .   [NZ Herald]

Stewart objects to the way men are using the cover of trans-genderism to satiate their lusts and to extend further the oppression of males over females.

Under the proposed new law, a man can call himself a woman without ever medically transitioning (most never do) and insert himself in female-only spaces such as changing rooms, women's refuges, and prisons. Women would have absolutely no legal recourse to challenge such a move.

I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want to be locked up alone in a cell all night with a hairy, muscly, sex-starved inmate of either gender – but particularly one with his full kit and caboodle intact.  Neither would I want my six-year-old niece to see a grown male stranger naked in the changing rooms at her local swimming centre. Why shouldn't she be able to have a male-free space? And me too?

How about Laurel Hubbard competing straight-faced as a female in weightlifting? And all those other athletes around the world winning hands down against biological women? Is it fair to females, who've often trained their whole lives, only to come second to a biologically stronger athlete - no matter how they identify?

Notice that Stewart dares to raise the issue of biology!  So, now she is getting close to arguing against herself.  Her lesbianism denies her biological reality.  Every argument she may have used in the past is now available to be used against her by her TERP opponents.  But, she wishes to carve out a niche in the mad mad mad world.  She identifies as a gender-critical feminist.  Why, one wonders, do these folk require a thousand and one "niches" amongst which they will find their special place?  It is because they are all acting contrary to nature--that is, contrary to biological reality.

In the meantime it is "pistols at dawn" stuff.  The degree of separation amongst the assailants is down to about six inches.  Mutual Assured Destruction appears to be the order of the day.