The All-Time Worst Job Ever

So how do you officially determine someone’s “gender”? For instance, for issuing a driver’s license, or deciding whether some extremely confused individual is to play for the high school boys’ or girls’ track team?

A law proposed in the South Dakota legislature suggests it be done by “visual inspection,” which is overpaid public employee talk for “looking.” ( )

“All right, now… drop your pants/pull up your dress and let’s have a nice close look-see…”

Can you imagine a more wretched job than “gender inspector,” or whatever else they’d call it? Can you imagine doing that all day? Set up a tent or a booth at the Division of Mother Vehicles office, and everybody stand in line to have your gender inspected.

It’s possible the law might not be passed. There are lawmakers in South Dakota who want to throw out the whole gender business as being beneath the dignity of South Dakota and suitable only to those liberal wackos in New York and California. They are thinking of not even listening to whatever someone says his or her or its “gender” is and just getting the info from a birth certificate.

Currently they are trying to deal with a public school “policy”–overpaid public employee talk for “complete absence of thinking”–that lets high school boys play on the girls’ team if they insist they are girls, and vice versa. There is some sentiment in the legislature for not allowing the whole society to be overturned for some debatable benefit to an almost nonexistent micro-minority.

Meanwhile, don’t forget. No matter what they do to you, no matter what you do to yourself, every single cell of the millions of cells in a male human body contains a Y-chromosome, and every single cell in a female human body doesn’t.

So what we are talking about, really, is bending over backwards to accommodate an imaginary minority.

And then some poor schmo is gonna wind up earning a living by looking at strangers’ genitals all day.

More of Your Tuition Dollars at Work

I wonder what you have to do, to get a job as a “vice chancellor for diversity and inclusion” at a major university. Do you have to be an absolute idiot, or will they settle for a big fat dope?

At the University of Tennessee-Knoxville, the resident big fat dope is calling on all students to use, from now on, really silly words that other idiots made up, instead of ordinary English pronouns ( ). This self-imposed Babel is supposed to do away with hateful, oppressive “binary gender” pronouns like “he” and “she” and replace them with “gender neutral” slop like “ze” and “xe,” “zirs” and “xyr,” or–I think I’ll stop now.

For this you run up $100,000 of student debt? For this you sit in a classroom for five of the best years of your life instead of being out in the real world, earning money and gaining experience?

This twaddle is supposed to reflect the newly-discovered “fact” that there are a great many genders rather than that crummy old male-and-female thing.

Which is a lie.

Here is a simple truth, easily acquired in any high school biology class, which you can trot out whenever you need to confound these people.

No matter what the surgeons do, no matter what kinds of chemicals are pumped into or out of the bloodstream, no matter what mannerisms he adopts, every single cell in Bruce Gender’s body remains forever male because it contains a Y-chromosome.

There is no such thing as a “transgendered person”. Period.