So I walked down the hill to drop my vote into the Voting drop box. I didn’t have to, I could have just dropped it into a mailbox, but I wanted to. It was raining a lot harder than I thought, though, so I got very soaked. After dropping, therefore, I walked a block down to KEXP to warm up and dry off.

KEXP is a few-years-old radio station on the edge of Seattle Center (and next to a bus stop). It has a huge barn-like open space with old couches and chairs and tables and (of course) a little coffee shop in one corner, and we’re all welcome to use it. It’s a very nice and useful public amenity, and I think well of KEXP for providing it. However…KEXP is also very into the trans thing, so there are little slogans here and there about the communinny yadda yadda, because of course there are.

So, today, because drenched, I went into the women’s room to grab some paper towels to dry off a bit. One stall was closed, I noticed, but then I noticed a pair of feet pointing the wrong way and wearing large engineering boots. Uh, I thought. I did some hair and jacket blotting and the door opened and out came a large bearded guy. I looked at him. He looked at me, and then turned to the sinks. Huh, thought I, and left.

I was thinking he’d simply bumbled, but oh no. Gee, why are both doors all gouged up? What’s that little sign?

The little sign, of course, says KEXP supports gender diversity and everybody is welcome to use whichever toilet everybody wants to. The doors are gouged up because the fools actually vandalized their own doors to get the women/men words off. They had the usual arrangement for several years but at some recent point decided oh dear that will never do, so now women have to expect to find men in what used to be the women’s toilet.

Assholes.