I'm not trying to claim to be some street tough giving daily beatdowns or anything, but I feel like for an FTM to earn their "man card" they should at least have to fight their cousins or something. I don't know, maybe I'm just old and outdated, but like, every guy I know has been in at least one actual no jokes fight at some point in their lives. I won't even say they have to win! But if they're going to be out here defending the honor of masculinity, I want to see them talk about that one time their brother and beefed over something retarded and went at it.
I just... have to laugh when I read this shit from FtMs. It's a sardonic, resigned "oh honey, you're tragic" kind of a laugh, but a laugh nonetheless.
They're perceived as less of a threat because they fucking
are less of a threat. I mean, jesus christ
ladies "lads", how hard is this to understand? I'm sure that going on exogenous testosterone confers some kind of strength advantage if you actually build upon it by working out - similar to any regular woman hypothetically going on steroids - but as with the MtF trannies, the underlying body structure and composition remains.
I'm a completely unexceptional woman strength-wise, but I grew up in a sufficiently not-nice neighborhood that I'd be willing to bet I could absolutely batter the snot out of 80-90% of Twitter Aidens. Any boyfriend, brother, or husband could just swat them away like an irritating fly if it came to it. Any woman would unquestionably stand an exponentially better chance against them alone than literally any actual male that didn't suffer from either progeria or dwarfism. And that's even if they
were prone to violence at anything like the rate actual males are.
Not to mention, it's such a bizarre thing to even complain about - what the fuck is wrong in your brain that you actually
want other women to be afraid of you? Is it just because it reminds them of their own vulnerability, in reality?
Every time I hear/read them complain about this shit, I just think: find the nearest dodgy bar, and challenge any guy drunk enough to mistake you for an actual man to fight you in the parking lot. If you survive, the aftermath should be all the illustration you'll ever need for why women don't consider you a threat.
Also, nice man ass
, akin to the (UK) panto dames who, after a performance, wash off the hideous makeup, discard the frock and wig and be the males that they are. Oh wait...
