It’s been a funny old week. I’ve been exploring my gender identity more and more, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I may well be a (somewhat) transman. I’m certainly going to consult a professional before making any concrete decisions, but it looks that way. Basically, I feel like a cross dressing man in a woman’s body. More importantly, I came out to my mother, not only as a pansexual, but as a possible genderqueer. And, shocker, she was fine with it. More than fine. As long as I’m happy and healthy, and sure of myself, she’s fine. It’s times like this that remind me no matter how bitchy and moronic my mother can be sometimes (see earlier posts), she’s actually an alright mum, all in all. I do think she’s easier to deal with when I’m NOT living with her, but, she does love me for who I am, and I appreciate it very much.
In childfree news, our gal Ivana Trump is in the Celebrity Big Brother house. I don’t watch it, but my mother does, so I’ll ask her to keep me posted.
Also, I caught the tail end of Cheaper by the Dozen today. For those unfamiliar with the plot, it’s about Steve Martin, and his wife and twelve children. I don’t know why I’m surprised, but the movie basically portrayed the character played by Ashton Kutcher as shallow and uncaring. Ashton played the boyfriend of the older daughter. The older daughter mentioned wanting kids one day. Ashton pointed out the pile of screaming insanity that was her eleven siblings at war with each other and said ‘that’s what kids are like!’. Ashton was later shown to care more about himself than her missing brother, and was promptly dumped. Remember, if you don’t want kids, you’re selfish and shallow. Can’t you see how worth it they are? Also, Mrs Steve Martin was naughty enough to write a book about having many kids, then become successful and have a career of her own. Steve couldn’t handle the kids himself, and told her she’d picked ‘ a bad time to have a career’. She later gave it all up, because her kids were more important than being able to AFFORD her kids. Ya. Breederific. Sure, twelve kids is a dumb amount to have. Sure, Steve could’ve rubbered up. Sure, one kid actually ran away because he wasn’t getting all the love he needed. Sure, sex with Mrs Steve Martin must have been like throwing a hotdog up a hallway at that point. But, as the loving group hug, and the cheesy ‘sometimes I want to kill my sister, but I’d kill FOR her any day!’ line by Hillary Duff at the end show, IT”S ALL WORTH IT!!!! The movie showed the family living in a nice neighbourhood, with enough money to get by, and a reasonable sized house. Very unrealistic. Very. Especially as the wife was a SAHM. Two words for you. Bull. Shit.
Three breeders who should’ve never have had kids in the news this week. One was a woman who walked her kid across a frozen pond, across thin ice, no less, to take her to her £3000 a term private school. Yuppie Mummy said that the ice wasn’t that thin, and that the water only came up to her waist. Her kid was waist height, by the way. Also, it’s not the depth that’s the issue usually. It’s the cold, and the fact you can’t drag yourself out. Though, she did say she never let her kids on the ice without her. Remember kids, your body can’t get hypothermia if you’re with mummy. She’s a warming device.
Breeder no.2 was a navy chef who shook his five week old baby so hard her brain bled, then tried to blame her injuries on his older child. Now, this man has anger issues. He knows he has anger issues. He’s probably always known he has anger issues, or at least the mum should’ve picked up on it. However, he still had kids. Why? This is how things like this happen. People don’t think things through. Me, I’ve got a nasty temper, and a violent streak too. That’s one of the reasons I don’t want kids. I get the urge to punch kids when they’re screaming. I had to wait outside when we were waiting for chinese takeout once, because an ill-behaved child was running around, screaming, and throwing things. I know I have an anger issue, and I am trying to get help for it. Unnecessary loud noises affect me way more than they should. I’m smart enough not to breed. Thankfully, the baby survived, seemingly without further problems. But, she still didn’t need to go through that.
Breeder three for you now, and this is a lady who wanted a girl so badly, she had six boys before ‘finally’ getting the girl she always wanted. She claims to have wanted a girl so she could play dress up with her, put make-up on her, and buy her first wedding dress. What if her daughter is a tomboy? What if she doesn’t want to get married? What if she’s transgendered? This woman needs a doll, not kids. Never mind the fact that there is no way she can afford these kids, those poor boys are almost certainly aware that they were only ‘practice runs’ for the girl, who is pretty much guaranteed to get spoiled and treated waaaay better than any of them. What a fool.
Now, on to the topic of how ‘great’ kids are. Well, not this kid. He’s sixteen, and he microwaved his brother’s hamster. I’m linking to the story, but if you are squeamish, or don’t want to read about an animal suffering, don’t click the link. It still haunts me. This little prick laughed about it, and showed no remorse. A serial killer in the making.
So, that’s it for this post. A little of my life, and a little more of the crazy world we live in. If you need something to cheer you up after all that, check out this. It makes me smile every time.
