My conversation with a "trans" in 2012

Don't ask questions, just accept the narrative

Those poor oppressed victims.

Thanks to being on the “left,” I was exposed to “trans” people well before the cultic behavior went mainstream. For example, at Occupy Wall Street (OWS), there was a man I knew who insisted he was a woman. His name was Jeff but he wanted to be called Jenn. For the purposes of this post, I will call him Jeff and use accurate male pronouns.

At that point in my “activist” journey, I was big on intersectionality and did my best to connect with everyone. Therefore, I tried to support factions of OWS like “Queering the Occupation.” But, no matter how hard I tried, I kept calling Jeff he or him.

He looked like a man and my brain would just not let me gaslight myself. But I seriously and sincerely tried — thinking it was the respectful thing to do.

I randomly ran into Jeff in my neighborhood one day and we ended up having a long chat. Wanting to be a “good ally,” I asked for his input and guidance.

To sum up, Jeff told me to never ask a transwoman [sic] about who they have sex with, if they’ve had any surgery, what they think a woman is, etc. Basically, he strongly advised that the best way to support trans people was to never ask questions. Just accept the narrative.

You know, the same way you “follow the science” or “support the troops.”

[insert rimshot here]

Shortly after that, I watched Jeff and a few other “trans” occupiers sabotage Occu-Pride. This was the OWS contingent in the 2012 NYC Gay Pride Parade and the LGB crowd got mighty pissed at how the event was becoming all about the T.

I didn’t fully get it then. Soon enough, I did.

Anywho, here I am marching and taking photos in solidarity with Occu-Pride in the 2012 Pride Parade:

Eventually and inevitably, Jeff unfriended me on social media and grew distant because I accidentally “misgendered” him again.

By the time Bruce Jenner was telling the world that the hardest thing about being a “woman” was figuring out what to wear, I hit what is called “peak trans.” The diabolical spell no longer worked on me.

(This article by Adolph Reed was key.)

I became a vocal critic of the trans agenda and for that, I lost almost all of my former friends [sic] in a hurry. The few lefties who stuck around in my life ditched me when the Covid psyop commenced.

P.S. Before you snicker at the dysfunction on the “left,” please acknowledge that the “right” is no different. Ideological friends are not real friends and the point of this post is about protecting women and children.

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Anyway, here are a few articles and podcasts of mine you may want to check out if you missed them the first time around:

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