Feminist Mother Worries 3 Year-Old Son is 'Too Gendered. Forces Him into Ballet
Choosing your own gender is like one of those "pick your own ending" books, except with a higher chance of suicide. Regardless, gender-fluidity is "all the rage" with the woke left (see University Nixes Homecoming “King” and “Queen” Because Gender is Triggering and “Male” Transgender Wrestler Steamrolls Competition. In Female Division…). But with the "trannies are so hot right now" fad, so is a dangerous, but growing idea: Feminists wanting to push their gender on the chitlins. Like, say, if you son doesn't warm up to flowers, forcing him to take ballet. Because the kid whose mommy forces him to take ballet is always a hit amongst his classmates.
This womyn sounds like she's really fun at parties. Here's how she starts her entire piece, which is tantamount to a war on masculinity:
The other day I was sitting in the park with James, 3, when I picked a dandelion and handed it to him as a present. “No way, Mummy,” he said, pushing away my gift. “Flowers are pretty and I’m a boy.”
And I thought: That’s it. I’m signing him up for ballet.
Firstly, this child is all of three. Mommy dearest picked a dandelion (which I should thank her for, as they are noxious weeds which infest everything in the plant's slow, but determined march toward lawn domination) then hands the weed to her son as an offering. Little James turns her down, saying it's girly. Normal people would laugh then toss the weed over our shoulders and swipe right. But this twit decides it's time for concern. And what better way to beat the boy out of a boy than to sign him up for ballet.
But wait, it gets much worse:
Sure, they’ll destroy the furniture building forts, but at least they won’t fill your house with plastic engagement rings and insist on wearing hideously flammable poly-blend prom dresses for five years straight.
Boys loathe that stuff, and as a feminist mom so do I – so we’re on the same page then, right?
Okay. So I thought a kidlet picking his/her own gender was the it thing to do. But now it's not? Good on Jimmy for not picking girly stuff, but bad on Jimmy for not picking girly stuff?
When his older brother complained about having to watch Frozen because it was “girlish,” James instantly struck it off his list of favourite movies and now refuses to play Elsa and Anna even when his best nursery school girlfriends insist.
Frozen is girly. It's about two princesses' sisterly love for each other. Why would two brothers ever want to role play Elsa and Anna? I thought this idiot woman didn't want her sons playing prom dress, but she wants them to role play as two fantastical nordic princesses who's best pal is a talking snowman?
You might think this is no big deal, that my son is just behaving “naturally,” but I’m automatically wary of notions of biological determinism. When he hands me back a flower because pretty things are for girls, I think, what’s next? Kindness? Decency? Dancing?
So we're clear, there is nothing wrong with boys liking flowers or girls liking toy machine guns. That's part of being a kid. What's crazy is a grown adult pushing her agenda on those kids and not letting them develop on their own.
Crazy is someone who honestly thinks that because a boy doesn't like flowers, he's not going to be kind or decent. Kindness, decency, politeness, good manners are not exclusive to youngins sporting pigtails rather than rat tails. Teaching your children basic human manners is incumbent upon the parent, regardless of that child's sex.
But here we are. Where to be a boy is problematic. To be a girl is problematic. Boys must be girls, girls must be boys. Femininity is only okay if also sporting a tallywhacker, or planning to slice it off. Masculinity is only okay if possessing a va-jay-jay and stuffing it with a sock as a mock tallywhacker. This is 2017, and liberals are contorting themselves into gluten-free pretzels in attempts to out-woke each other.
If you think I'm going too far into the dandelions, think again. This is how Leah McLaren, woke mommy of the year, ends her disastrous column:
If I want my son to love and respect women, I am going to have to teach him to embrace – and ideally appreciate – “girlish” things. That’s why I’m weaving him a dandelion crown and signing him up for ballet.
I’m going to turn the little alphabet belcher into a proud princess whether he likes it or not.
If you want your son to love and respect women, maybe show him why women deserve to be loved and respected. Maybe don't push a girlish agenda on him and teach him "to appreciate 'girlish things'" but rather teach him to appreciate actual girls. That's not accomplished by shoving girlish things onto him "whether he likes it or not."
We'll check back in 20 years to see if James here calls you on Mother's Day.