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I'm pretty much comfortable with anything that goes on between consenting adults, in terms of stroop-age or anything else.
If an individual feels that they are the wrong gender and wants to transition to a different gender, and they've undergone their requisite psychological evaluation, counselling, whatever, knock yourself out.
In the fu cked up world in which we are all currently residing, it strikes me there's so much more worthy of our collective ire than these relatively minor things.
Or a meringue?
I would also counsel against letting the Holyrood lot anywhere near fitba legislation, as their ‘solutions’, if previous form is an indicator, will be based on the West of Scotland/Central Belt issues, usually termed ‘Scotland’s shame’, when attempts to introduce such divisive pish by the hun and tim ****s in, for example, the NE Lowlands are laughed out of existence.
They don’t understand fitba, having spent their Saturday afternoons in drab committee rooms with their clipboards, iPads, shiny earnest faces, fawning on the incestuous clique exploiting their gullibility, hoping for electoral patronage and a political ‘career’ instead of calling out referees for THEIR West of Scotland/Central Belt fixation, shouting obscenities at The Obscene, and learning which lanes and alleyways are out of plod’s sight to allow stroop-teeming following a seven-pint post-match analysis.
Pussies.
I’m not angry*
They can’t, it’s a simple fact.
No amount of propaganda gets around it.
A bloke with his c’ock cut off is a bloke with his c’ock cut off.
He’s not a woman
* I admit that the constant propaganda annoys me.
I think that Mr and Mrs, or Ms and Ms, or Mr and Mr (other combinations will be available, but I’m not motivated enough to find out) Jock Tamson and their progeny probably don’t give a ****. I’ve never really understood why people seem to get het up by the bodily combinations whereby adults make their bi-weekly squelching noises. Likewise, I don’t understand why the whole trans issue is an issue. Keyboard warriors with little else in their lives but entitlement and a semi-competence with a keyboard, I suppose. I blame the parents, especially everyone born between 1947 and 1964, the ****s.
And does that bother you?
I mean, if somebody says, by law, a person can transition to another gender?
Speaking personally, I dinna have the scientific or psychological knowledge to comment with any authority.
But if somebody wants to be a different gender and the medical professionals and legislators say they can, I really donna see who's being harmed.
I’m hoping for a series of typos in sub-editorless journals, and seeing the frothing, fulminating outrage from guitar players about others clamouring to change their Fender, goose fairmers’ shock at gander identity, and weedgies up in arms, triggered by the threat to the recipe-tampering of their caries-causing soft drink suggested by The Ginger Recognition Bill.
It’s a distraction that a cynic (not me, like) might suggest is calculated and deliberate to draw attention away from the big issues that are taxing even the superbrains of awe-inspiring intellectual nationalist behemoths like John Mason, Fiona Hyslop and Kevin Stewart.
Last edited by 57vintage; 02-04-2022 at 08:56 AM.
You ken me min - I always discuss matters hypothetically, sometimes hypocritically, and am tempted to turn to a new phase of acting heretically given that apologising to witches from hunners of years ago is now a governmental priority. Not that **** who will have been deid for 9 years next week though. No siree Bob.
Last edited by 57vintage; 02-04-2022 at 09:07 AM.
Of course it bothers me.
Making a law which is clearly a heap of s'hite, about something that is clearly untrue is not a good way forward.
Useful of course in certain situations when a quick "I identify as a woman" gets you into something free or stops you having to fight the Russians or something.