I’m sure that Judith Butler can explain it all (away) for us. It’s all just playful, transgressive performance that subversively points out and parodies the arbitrary, hegemonic, normativity of gender roles, and the underlying power relations which promulgates and enforces them, right?
But all the polysyllabic verbiage and tortured, meandering syntax can’t handwave away this young woman’s pain at the hands of this young man’s cheating. This is real life, this is true injustice. Butler’s impenetrable prose can’t justify the complicity of the state athletic authorities that permitted and encouraged this cheating. It can hide and bury it, but it can’t support it. Those officials and coaches have probably never read Butler (and they sure as hell probabably haven’t read her critics or any other feminists who have decried exactly this kind of abuse), but she bears some resposibility for the current fiasco, as she provides the intellectual fig leaf which activists deploy when they bother to offer any kind of justification at all for their demands. Is she fine with cheating and abuse her work supports? Is it all just playful subversion of tropes? Can she see the suffering and pain to women and girls that gender extremism inevitably inflicts? Or is this pain and suffering also purely performative, and as easily dismissed in the same manner that Descartes grotesquely discounted the reality of animal suffering as mere mechanical performance that signified unfeeling, damaged machinery, rather than living beings in pain? Is she as eager to emrace this along with the implicit, but unacknowledged Cartesian dualism upon which genderism leans so heavily?
Words can have power, but they aren’t magic. They can’t change reality. A man “identifying as” a woman does not become a woman, however much Butler might insist he truly does. There are only two human sexes. Humans can’t change sex. “Gender identity” can’t change either of those simple facts of reality, and thinking it does is delusional. How much of a legacy can it be to strive, not to uncover and illuminate the truth, but to deny and obscure it?
Well Coco, as a primary voter I do my best to keep the wokies out of the legislature but considering how mind-bogglingly evil the alternative is in Oregon I can live with no women ever winning a medal in our state again (fortunately this is unlikely to be the case as time passes).
That’s the core problem here: if your priority is keeping the goblins in their place, the choice is clear (and I’m down with that in whatever form it takes) but if the downsides if that isn’t a priority for you are insurmountable.
I’m sure that Judith Butler can explain it all (away) for us. It’s all just playful, transgressive performance that subversively points out and parodies the arbitrary, hegemonic, normativity of gender roles, and the underlying power relations which promulgates and enforces them, right?
But all the polysyllabic verbiage and tortured, meandering syntax can’t handwave away this young woman’s pain at the hands of this young man’s cheating. This is real life, this is true injustice. Butler’s impenetrable prose can’t justify the complicity of the state athletic authorities that permitted and encouraged this cheating. It can hide and bury it, but it can’t support it. Those officials and coaches have probably never read Butler (and they sure as hell probabably haven’t read her critics or any other feminists who have decried exactly this kind of abuse), but she bears some resposibility for the current fiasco, as she provides the intellectual fig leaf which activists deploy when they bother to offer any kind of justification at all for their demands. Is she fine with cheating and abuse her work supports? Is it all just playful subversion of tropes? Can she see the suffering and pain to women and girls that gender extremism inevitably inflicts? Or is this pain and suffering also purely performative, and as easily dismissed in the same manner that Descartes grotesquely discounted the reality of animal suffering as mere mechanical performance that signified unfeeling, damaged machinery, rather than living beings in pain? Is she as eager to emrace this along with the implicit, but unacknowledged Cartesian dualism upon which genderism leans so heavily?
Words can have power, but they aren’t magic. They can’t change reality. A man “identifying as” a woman does not become a woman, however much Butler might insist he truly does. There are only two human sexes. Humans can’t change sex. “Gender identity” can’t change either of those simple facts of reality, and thinking it does is delusional. How much of a legacy can it be to strive, not to uncover and illuminate the truth, but to deny and obscure it?
Well Coco, as a primary voter I do my best to keep the wokies out of the legislature but considering how mind-bogglingly evil the alternative is in Oregon I can live with no women ever winning a medal in our state again (fortunately this is unlikely to be the case as time passes).
That’s the core problem here: if your priority is keeping the goblins in their place, the choice is clear (and I’m down with that in whatever form it takes) but if the downsides if that isn’t a priority for you are insurmountable.