ccccc | There has long been debate in the queer, straight, and scientific communities about what exactly causes homosexuality and transsexualism. My experience has shown me that neither nature, nor nurture nor choice fully explain the origin of my dirty thoughts. Here I argue for a fourth theory: person-to-person transmission through a yet-undiscovered mechanism. | ccccc |
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MODES OF TRANSMISSION OF TRANSSEXUALISMEuphamisms for "gay":queer faggot fucked up wrecked wrecked for life (I heard this is what they say in Detriot.) Gay is transmissable through sexual activity and occasionally heated dancing, but usually clears up on its own within one to two months. Most people that I knew who were gay in their teens are now no longer gay and not fucked up in any way any longer. Transsexual is transmissable through mere dating. One may acquire transsexualism through an infected party or through a carrier. Carriers, while usually wrecked-for-life when it comes to their sexual orientation (possibly making them more susceptible to carrying the syndrome), are not themselves actively transsexual and do not have fucked-up genders. Often, they are model citizens in the gender department, making them difficult to spot. If you are considering a partner who has had more than 50% of their past partners become transsexual or otherwise fucked, consider again because they may be a carrier. I myself was infected by a sweet soft butch lesbian several years my senior while I was only a junior in high school. Though she warned me about her seven past partners, all of which had begun as women and quickly transitioned to some other gender after dating her, I firmly believed I was immune to the disease. I was, obviously wrong. My further sojourns into sweaty, unrepentant ass pounding, Etc., with my next partner further solidified my standing as wrecked-for-life. Thanks, Andrea. Jesus. Even without society's continuous harrassment of the otherly-gendered, being transsexual is crappy enough. Think of the thinking it must entail. To be transsexual, you HAVE to think. You can't just come home, kick back with a cheap beer, and watch downloaded porno clips on your computer with not a thought in your goddamn head. No, you came home from your job--a man's job or a woman's job? Neither? Why are you analyzing that, you patriarchal asshole, in this post-feminist society? Why can't a women do a "man's" job? Now, already your relaxing time with your Red Stripe is shot to shit, having to think about all of this. Are you "passing" at your job? If so, what if they find out? If not, will you be fired if you come out, or will things just become unbearably uncomfortable? Some people at work call you by different pronouns than other people, you should hear them try to have a discussion! Same thing happened to me in court once. I think its good to keep people on their toes though. It always makes them feel like they might be missing something crucial, and that makes them more leniant. No one likes to look dumb, as if they can't figure out what kind of heat you're packing in your cute little drawers. Speaking of your drawers, you wore your favorite red polka dot lace band panties today and my god, are they cute. Your mom bought them for you. She's happy to buy you girly stuff, then you go and masturbate to it in the tub. Dirty girl. Oh, right. You were going to watch porn first, on your computer; but what kind of porn? hetero? If so, how will you know which partner you're empathizing with? Most straight people don't know. They did a study on that. All over the world, there are straight men whacking off to straight porn, unconciously wishing they were the girl in the picture. That's a pretty thought. No. No, I'm sorry I said all of this. I'm tired, I've had a long day. God wasn't nice to me today. He made the sky bright blue and the trees all waved hello. I hated it, God, because I was thinking about the lovers I've had who have been too cowardly to love me for real, because I'm f-ed up inside. Fuck you, bitches! I hate your scrawny white asses. Anyway, I'm so sorry I posted this queer-negativity, that I found this video to express how I truly feel, inside.
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