I keep telling my coworkers chosen names aren't even really a "trans" thing. We work psychiatry so we get plenty of people that don't want to be called by the name they share with the relative that beat them or whatever. There's plenty of reasons to go by a different name!
One of my close friends goes by his middle name because he shared a first name with the man who mercilessly beat him at every opportunity. I go by a nickname because I share a name with a meth addict rodeo cowboy who was never a part of my life.
Adding to that, the opposition to using "they/them" pronouns seems ridiculous too. There are entire countries where using singular pronouns while talking to/about someone is considered extremely offensive and referring to individuals by using plural pronouns is the norm.
If billions of people can manage without getting confused about whether or not you're talking about an individual or group of people, I'm sure that even the English speakers who are opposed to this because of the "confusion" it causes can do it with very little effort - especially since third person gender neutral pronouns are already a thing in English!
If anyone's getting “confused” it's clearly not the language's fault.
Maybe they should get their brains looked at, if they're so easily “confused” by something that's been in use for centuries without any issues.
(¹ Also, nothing to do with this, but the more I read about it the more that 1375 work cited as the first appearance, William and the Werewolf / Guillaume de Palerne, looks like a medieval version of modern furry smut, or the kind of stuff Anne Rice used to write before she caught religion...)
Hell,l it's even the norm in US English. People use "they/them" instead of "he" or "she" all of the time depending on the context. And nobody bats a fucking eye.
That's not a reason many Republicans would accept though. They think being beaten by a relative is a good thing. Especially if the person being beaten is a child.
Yeah I'm trans and my wife is a cis lady and neither of our current legal names are our birth name. No one's used my birth name for at least a decade but when we visit my in-laws I'm the only one who doesn't call her by hers. Always amuses me when I stop to think about it.
Because when no one seems to care about you like you're accustomed to, it's far more reliable to jump on someone else's bandwagon of sycophantic rubes that will cheer you on as you suck off a fashist.
All shit-sloshing gutters eventually end at the RNC. It's like the famous section of that classic poem from the old gop poet, No-wokeius Bartholomew Pussyhound III:
"Give me your washed up, your publicly disgraced and purposefully-undereducated, your convicted masses yearning to molest underage boys in churches and motels while wearing flag shirts... I'm gonna scare those goofy fuckers into giving me money by talking almost exclusively in acronyms that they don't understand, but are terrified of!"
They aren’t saying she looks like a man, it’s a reference to a pretty specific insult she was called in the house recently. Though I guess someone could argue that insult was transphobic, I’d have to think about it but I certainly wouldn’t push back
Terry is a racist piece of shit who stole his whole gimmic from black culture. On top of that he's been disowned by the wrestling community for a very long time and that serial rapist Vince McMahon kept trying to bring him back..
Hulk Hogan is almost the single reason why wrestlers don't have a union and aren't offered the same protections as other entertainers. He's truly human garbage.
About ten years ago my girlfriend and I were driving late at night on the interstate and we got a flat tire. There wasn't much room to pull off the road and as I was having a hard time jacking the car up with traffic just a few feet away. I was about to give up when a truck pulled up behind us and the driver came over to help
Hulk Hogan, out in the streets,
Sun's blazin', burning his feet
"Brother I just want to find some pork if I can"
"Hold up now, hold up with that brother stuff, man.
We ain't sippin' sweet tea on the porch, understand?"
Didn't realize these brothers ain't Hulkster's fans
Belly rumblin', pork on his mind,
Walked in the shop, said "brother, can I find..."
"In this cafeteria, call me Mr. Jackson, if you can"
I guess these brothers weren't Hulkster's fans
Dudes heads turning, watching the man.
Hulkster's confused, "don't I have a tan?"
Maybe the pork got to my head, who knows?
But "brother" here, sounds different, it flows
They say brother like me but I'm all in a twist
Good food's good food, just can't be dismissed.
Menu in hand pork sweat on my brow,
This brother dispute needs to end now
Belly rumblin', pork on my mind,
Walked in the shop, said "friend, can I find..."
A mountain of ribs, a pulled pork cascade,
It just kept on flowin Hulkster had it made
Better say partner or pal gotta watch my slang,
One thing's for sure, this pork's the real thang!