Why is it always the tiniest women that become Pooners?
I knew a tiny woman in college. Not a
small person, you know, the ones with congenital conditions. No, just a tiny woman.
She was like an exposed nerve in human form. She was always on the defensive, taking any absent-minded look or gesture or word by anyone and construing it as some kind of veiled insult towards her. You could be talking to her about any old thing and at any moment you'd have to be prepared to see her face contort into an expression of alert and loathing as she belted out "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY TO ME?!"
She'd wear weird clothes; not like a goth or emo or scene kid or anything like that, but rather outfits very carefully picked, always balancing on a razor-thin wire between "granny" and "fashion show". It's hard to explain, but customized old-fashioned clothes in outlandish, eye-catching colors and patterns.
Problem haircuts,
problem hair colors,
problem glasses. The works.
Of course, all of this to simultaneously draw attention and shield herself from perceived threats.
I'm 100% certain that if she'd been born 20 years later, in the current trannypoonered generation, she'd been a dood. Everything she did was was to try to pre-emptively defend from some potential slight that was
surely coming anytime anywhere because of her diminutive stature. If to all that attitude and defensive paraphernalia, she could have also added "I'm a MAN", I assure you she would have.
So that's what I think. We already know that many pooners are girls who were abused or are terminally afraid to be abused (thanks feminists, for creating that perception of there being an omnirapist inside every man), who think shedding their womanhood will protect them. Add to that the inferiority complex of a she-manlet, and you get a dood.
THAT SAID I also knew an equally tiny woman in high school and she was one of the chillest, nicest, loveliest girls I've ever met. I ran into her many years later, when she was working on a Starbucks near my job at the time. She was still tiny, still chill and lovely, which further highlighted the contrast with the college tiny woman.
She'd somehow also developed a
HUGE RACK, which I'm 95% sure she didn't have at all in high school.
Alas, I was married at the time.
Anyway, I imagine the rack, which the college tiny woman lacked, helped her with her confidence.
