Or: Further Proof that Einstein was Right and Stupidity Has No Limits.
So you’re writing something and you want a really dopey but ugly and divisive social movement to make things difficult for your characters. You go cruising the online news looking for something sufficiently dumb, preferably with a decent level of comedy value to lighten the tension a bit, and you stumble upon this gem.
At which point, if you’re anything like me, you scream and beat your head against your desk because you know, you just know that if you ever wrote anything that ridiculous and stupid into a story nobody with any sense would believe a word of it – and you’d get hate mail (okay, hate tweets) from the glittery hoo haa crowd (of course, being a good Human Waver, you already get hate tweets claiming you’re a charter member of the Evil League of Evil. You’d get hate mail only they really aren’t up to it), and you don’t need your inbox getting even more overloaded.
This, my friends, is why we keep saying that fiction has to make a degree of sense and real life does not. Can any of you see any way in the universe where it could possibly make sense that feminists reject transgender folk because they’re not oppressed enough? Leaving aside the little issue that in this part of the world neither is particularly oppressed compared to say… oh… practically anywhere that isn’t a first world Western democracy?
I’m not even going into the whole “real women have dicks” thing because it’s just too easy to… oh screw it. Yes, real women do indeed have dicks. Usually attached to said real woman’s husband although I know at least one real woman who has a metaphorical one that could… um. Let’s not go there. The thing is, real women’s husbands have dicks, and they’re quite happy to share them with the real women. On the other claw, it’s very rare to find a real woman who is a dick, which both sides of this little cat-fight most certainly are.
Aside from anything else, what would anyone do with a six foot penis? Take it to dinner? Buy it an XXL sized raincoat? This really is the ultimate in stupid childish behavior, from people who claim to be the ultimate in superiority. I’ve seen toddlers throw better tantrums than this.
Moving away from the so called feminists with their dick jokes, it seems that the uber radical hissy-fits aren’t playing well with their supposed audience who apparently are turning away from the whole movement in droves. Of course, said movement (which really strikes me as more the kind of movement you get when you overdo it with the prunes, but I digress…) is convinced it’s because women “don’t understand feminism”. Definitely the prunes. And probably the “herbal” inhalable relaxants and things, as well, because we’re not talking a disconnect with reality here, we’re talking people who wouldn’t know reality if they trod in it.
Seriously, people, get a grip (no, not on the six foot dick. Your hands aren’t big enough). How can we writers rip you off for plot fodder when you’re so utterly ridiculous there’s no way we can massage what you’re doing to make it seem even a little bit plausible. This is so far beyond “and then he went crazy” territory there are no words for it.
Heinlein was wrong. We passed the crazy years a long time ago and have entered the twilight of the whinging witless wonders.