I met a woman at the grocery today. A real freak leftist apparently. We stood in line at the checkout and she read aloud to no one in particular something off a magazine about International Women’s Day. She smiled and looked around as though she were accepting an award. Obviously she wanted everyone to hear her comment because she wanted attention. I gave her some, “Yeah, soon Women’s Day will be a thing of the past.”
“Really? What do you mean?”
“Well it has been determined by society and culture at large that gender is nothing more than a social construct, has it not?” She looked at me nervously as I went on, probably wishing she hadn’t opened her mouth. “Well, since gender is a mere social construct it can mean only that there are no women to begin with and that anyone identifying as a woman is merely fantasizing–because gender does not actually exist… it’s just a construct, a figment of the imagination. Furthermore, anyone identifying as a woman or a this or a that can never be whatever they claim to be or identify as, not only because gender is a mere construct to begin with but because they are working off the false premise and the pretense that they are something other than what they actually are. They must first positively identify and then deny what they actually are in order to claim to be that something or someone they, which, by their own thinking, are… neither. Therefore there is scant need to recognize anyone, including one’s own self, for their gender, real or imagined–because there is none, therefore they have none. It does not exist. It’s just a construct. You have to make up your minds if you want to keep Women’s Day. Are there really women–or is gender just a construct? It’s the same thing with the false premise that you can not be racist against a White person and that White people don’t exist. First you must identify the person as White before you could not be racist against them, and if you’ve done that it means you’ve identified and acknowledged that which exists, a White person, and his race, White… while at the same time denying all of it. In other words, it makes no sense.”
The woman stared at me, enraged, biting her bottom lip, clenching the handle on her shopping cart. She turned her back to me and said nothing. I turned my head and saw another lane had opened up and went to it. I got checked out before she did! Ha!