Did you follow the trial of Mohamad Al Ballouz, accused of killing his wife and two children?
All it took was for the accused to get up one day and identify himself as a woman for everyone, including the judge, the clerk and journalists, to refer to him as “she”.
Well, from today, I would like that every time there is mention of me in the newspapers, you write “Richard Martineau the African”.
Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.
On other days, it would be “Richard Martineau, King of Babylon.”
Because that’s how I feel now.
Respect my feelings, please.
WITH NO POPEYE
I’m not an expert in gender dysphoria, but it seems to me that there’s quite a difference between an individual who takes hormonal treatment and goes under the knife and an individual who gets up one morning and says, “Okay. , that’s it, I changed gender!”
The first is a lot more serious, let’s say.
He thought about his business. He even went so far as to sacrifice parts of his body to achieve his dream and feel good about himself.
The other just changed his hat.
Call a man who has undergone sex reassignment surgery “she”, no problem, I can live with that.
The guy got his balls removed! And the Popeye! He had breasts inserted!
You have to be determined!
Sure of his business!
But a man who just puts a wig on his head? To be able to serve her sentence in a women’s penitentiary, where detention conditions are less harsh?
Please.
Ultimately, I would say that it shows a lack of respect for people who have actually changed their sex.
It’s not because you decide to walk on your knees that people will say that you suffer from dwarfism.
Do you want to be called a swimmer?
Well, start by jumping into the pool.
If you can’t do that, sorry, you can walk around in Speedos all day, I won’t get on your trip.
CALL ME LISE
This concept of self-identification is one of the most ridiculous things I have heard in my life.
In 20 years, when we talk about that time when hyper-serious people called a 6-foot-5 bearded guy equipped to stay up late “ma’am,” we’re going to wonder if there wasn’t LSD in our drug reserves. ‘water.
So, “woman” now is just a noun, right?
Doesn’t that mean anything anymore?
I just have to say: “I am a woman” for the authorities to change my status on all my official papers?
Can I do this with my breed?
My age?
In my head I feel like a 45 year old man, could you change my date of birth on my passport please?
Even to change religion, you have to take courses for months and prove that you are “sincere” in your approach!
What a funny time!
