Once again, “genderlessness” is as much of a construct as gender, and through the imposition of their own ideal, liberals have opened Pandora’s box.
Via Nancy French at NRO, another experiment in genderlessness from an exchange at the park with another mother:
“I’m going to raise her as gender-neutrally as possible and let him decide which gender she prefers at the age of eight.” (Oh, eight . . . that’s when my son dug up our yard one square foot at a time, because he was convinced he’d find buried treasure.)
Does this include deciding which restroom to use, or will all public bathrooms be unisex by that time? This trendy upstate New Yorkers joins the genderless preschool in Sweden and the parents of baby Storm who force children into something inherently unnatural.
My three-year-old plays with dolls, yes. Dirt, cars and blocks, too. I consider it a bonus that she knows she wants to be a mommy, not a daddy, and that daddys don’t have babies because “their numnums don’t work” (i.e. dads can’t nurse babies). See how easy this is? Genderbending into androgyny won’t solve any problems for the less than one percent. But it creates myriad problems for everyone.
Why worry about the deviant sexual philosophies of liberals in New York and Sweden? Because it’s also coming to a neighborhood near you. This Good Morning America segment, for example, about an Ohio boy named Jack, who preferred to be called Jackie:
When Jackie was just ten years old, she went to her mom, crying. “I’m a girl and I can’t do this anymore,” Jackie said. Without hesitation, Jennifer said, “It’s gonna be okay.” There was no judgment or disappointment. Jackie’s family abandoned the pronoun “he.” At first, they only let her wear girls clothing at home, but eventually allowed her to live as a girl full-time, at school and elsewhere. When asked, Jackie’s father John says he has two daughters.
The Huffington Post lauds the parents’ decision in its article about the child, which begins, “Turns out there are parents in the news who do the right thing.” In fact, only his grandfather showed concern about allowing the boy to indulge in his feminine side. “I can not accept that a nine- or ten-year-old can make decisions for himself that will be life lasting,” he told GMA.
He’s right, but frowned upon by being oh-so antiquated in his thinking. I can’t help but think of the young man whose parents were convinced by doctors to raise him as a girl after a botched circumcision. He struggled his entire life. They told him. He struggled more. He committed suicide. Allowing a child to freely flow in a no-man’s-land of genderlessness isolates rather than liberates.
As I combed Borders Tuesday for any remaining children’s books, I noted the only one left in multiples: My Princess Boy. I was relieved.
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