There was never any one incident and I know my experience is far from unique. If you're a normal guy living in a deep blue state near a big far left city you basically cannot help but be "transphobic" these days. I hate to sound this basic but it's akin to having those glasses from They Live. Every storefront has a BLM or LGBTAIDSCIA+ Flag, people wear Che Guevara and the hammer and sickle shirts casually and openly and if you cross them then you can prepare for a hostile work environment and harassment without consequences, pure anarcho-tyranny. People in my workplace openly discuss far left politics daily like I'd talk about a fucking football game it's just so ingrained into the local culture that you cannot escape it.
So here I am in this environment just trying to be a professional and get paid and go about my life in peace and these viscerally disgusting mutilated mockeries of nature start popping up like weeds and you can't even talk about it because in the minds of most people there's no more debate to be had about it, the pronouns are just reality now. I tried to avoid being judgmental and I try to just stay in my lane but there comes a point where you just have to say fuck trannies somewhere to someone so here I am.
If I had to pick a breaking point though it was when I was forced into a rideshare situation with a tranny for a Dungeons and Dragons game a few years ago. We were doing a pizza run and I offered to drive and the tranny (who was a friend of a friend who I allowed into the game to be nice to said friend) had a super long and autistic order so I just had them come with me instead of looking like the asshole myself (He was also paying for himself instead of chipping in to the group order because they were a fatass who ordered more food than the rest of us combined)
Anyway we were in the car and there was some construction going on so there was gravel on the road and I'm driving over it and the dude just starts moaning and I'm thinking he's hurt so I ask him if he's okay and he says he's fine he's just wearing a butt plug and the gravel feels really good on his prostate. I have never felt more repulsed in my entire life. To my shame I didn't even pull over and kick him out I really didn't want to upset my friend who I had known since first grade (we were in our mid twenties at this point) so I just turned up the volume on my music and kept my eyes forward and when I got home I felt like the Marlboro Marine.
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