Don’t tell me Astatine doesn’t exist. It’s real. It’s the rarest element on earth. It’s my lived experience. Respect my element [At] Astatine (210). If you don’t, your silence may unalive me. This is now your responsibility, to respect my Astatine. And if you say Asinine, I’ll doxx your family and put you under daisies.
This is both satire and admission that there are more than two genders. Because it’s true, the prevalence of genders outside the binary DOES EXIST, apparently approximately < ~ = 1 % of the time. So it’s true. This is far more common than Astatine, of which there are only 25 grams on earth. But the difference between Astatine and Hydrogen, or < ~ = 1 % intersex, and 25% of the population (female kids) now declaring themselves inbetweenies, in my opinion, accounts for the utter dumbness of our times, of our DSM-V, of our AMA, of academia, corporate world (the biggies anyway, Amazon, Google, Facebook, Twitter and everywhere but Netflix apparently), the military, and government.
I once worked with a kid with congenital adrenal hyperplasia. For four years. In this medical case, sometimes there exist intersex characteristics. There are other conditions accounting for intersex. But cupcakegender isn’t one of them. I might stop at Pottery Barn Kids and pick up the colors to do my kids’ bedroom.
I’m not saying there aren’t more than 2 genders. Sure there are. Mathematically, there are more genders than the element Astatine exists on earth. But mainly, 99+% of the time (or more), sex is binary. Not 75% of the time binary.
Instant regret for writing this at all. People who know me know I instantly regret writing things. A lot. Backstroking now to my fiction journal. This has been another brainsuck waste of your time.
Maybe next post I’ll talk about how bummed I am that Conversations With Friends ended. Don’tcha dare mock this dude for loving a romantic TV show. You’ll unalive me!