Transgender Pride flag! That’s how it’s done, son!
Now it looks like hospitals might have to stop providing “gender-affirming care”–in plain English, so-called “sex-change” operations (https://www.nbcnews.com/nbc-out/out-politics-and-policy/new-york-ag-tells-hospitals-continue-trans-care-trumps-executive-order-rcna190589).
President Donald Trump’s executive order is meant to “end chemical and surgical mutilation of children”–no more federal funds for that.
Democrat politicians, heavily invested in all things “transgender,” are going to resist this. Well, if they really, truly, want to be The Transgender Party, I say let ’em do it. See how far that takes them in the next election. Think of all the nice slogans they could have. “Puberty blockers forever!” “Lop if off!” “You are what you think you are!”
Yeah, Democrats: nail your flag to the main-mast and see how many voters salute it.
In my day to day life, I resist irreversible changes. Even having my wisdom teeth pulled was worthy of consideration, because I couldn’t undo the choice. I certainly think that any choice of such a nature shouldn’t be entrusted to minors. When I was 16, my idea of something important probably hinged on some pretty trivial things. If I saw someone driving down the street in a hopped up car, I would probably have been much more impressed than I would have been by seeing a medical school student driving down the road in an old Volkswagen. Obviously, the med school student had much better future prospects than someone with limited prospects who put all of their limited assets into hopping up a car.
In retrospect, it was obvious that my values were based upon assumptions made from a very inexperienced point of view. Add some decades of real life experience, and it becomes obvious that the person who makes sacrifices now in order to build a better future will have a better outcome than someone who seeks immediate gratification and hope for instant recognition from their immediate peers.
Life is filled with examples of people who made choices early in life which didn’t work out so well, but once they matured they made changes and turned their lives around. One old friend went back to school at age 31 and ended up at the doctoral level of education in a field which was actually useful and marketable.
If I young person makes a permanent decision, and changes their mind after the fact, there may be no turning back. Such decisions should be made from a position of maturity and a track record of life experience. I believe strongly that people should make their own choices, but those choices shouldn’t be made by someone who is not fully mature, physically, mentally and emotionally.
Sometime around 3rd grade or thereabouts, I decided that I wanted to be a storyteller when I grew up. I tried other things because I had to. I wasn’t bad as a newspaperman, but you can’t do that forever (it’s harder than you think). I also had my own liquidating business, and did a spot of teaching.
But all along I kept writing, even when everything I wrote got rejected–until finally, after years and years of trying, I sold a short story to Mike Shayne’s Mystery Magazine. After that, it grew less difficult: although it was 1986 before I finally sold a novel. I was 42 years old.
I had another long dry spell after the horror market imploded, and it was another couple of decades before Chalcedon published “Bell Mountain.”
Really, I don’t know how I kept writing, all that time. It just seemed, always, the only work I really wanted to do.
I thank God for keeping my ship afloat.
The MAGA Movement continues to march forward, by which I mean continues to march back to the U.S. Constitution and its Christian foundation. Can I get an amen?
Amen here!