A Big ‘Uh-Oh’ for Women’s Sports

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“I enjoy being a girl…”

Everything leftids believe is based on some kind of delusion. The government creates wealth. You can raise the minimum wage to $15 an hour with no adverse effect on business.

And of course, if you say you’re a girl, that makes you a girl. Whatever you say you are, you are. And only a Biggit says otherwise.

And so, at Cromwell High School in Connecticut, a 15-year-old boy with a mustache has gone out for girls’ track–because the Connecticut Interscholastic Athletic Conference says you are whatever you say you are–and has already come in first in a girls’ track meet (http://www.crisismagazine.com/2017/transgender-lunacy). Ain’t that grand? And because he’s a freshman, he can look forward to four full years of filling his shelf with girls’ track trophies. Well, at least until bigger and stronger boys with full beards say they’re girls, too, and knock him out of the catbird seat.

The girl who trained so hard to come in second in the meet, and win nothing, said, “I can’t really say what I want to say…” Yer darn tootin’ you can’t! The Human Rights Commission might be listening. You know what they do to those who utter hat speach.

Hey! what happens when it’s time to give out girls’ athletic scholarships? Can boys scarf those up, too?

And what happens when the workplace catches on, and men start declaring themselves women so they can get raises and promotions that would otherwise go to…ahem!…real women?

You can’t follow crazy thoughts and not end up in crazy places.

3 comments on “A Big ‘Uh-Oh’ for Women’s Sports

  1. Maybe someone can self identify as an 8 year old and gather up all the blue ribbons at some grade school event. A fellow could show those off with pride. 🙂

  2. I’m just waiting for some savvy girls to file a complaint against these boys for “cultural appropriation.”

    Lee, I almost fell off my chair laughing at the caption on the picture at the head of this post! 🙂 🙂

  3. All I could think of was the old rhyme – sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of. Uh, oh second thought . . . 🙂

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