Off-Topic When did you hit peak trans and why? - Finally realized that trans activism and gender ideology are harmful.

[Aunt Carol]

Has anyone constructed a (Peak) Trans Iceberg?

It seems like a good, lay-friendly way to get a lot of terms out there. The attraction of the "iceberg" images, from what I can tell, is that they require the reader to look up a series of tantalizingly unfamiliar phrases. Most iceberg terms aren't really obscure; even Google will lead you to a definition, albeit a curated one. But people enjoy DIY, even if all the holes are pre-drilled and the parts come in the kit.

Some people like a video presenter to do the work for them, and releasing an iceberg into the memesphere pretty much asks for someone to volunteer. It might help for an annotated sources list to be issued shortly after (and not connected to) the iceberg image itself. The delayed payoff would be that anyone "debunking" a Trans Iceberg would have to explain why each trans-person who coined the key phrases shouldn't be listened to; that's a lot of "trans elders" for their own movement to discredit.

A Trans Iceberg would start out with terms like "front hole," "cotton ceiling," "stinkditch" (which was coined by a troon). Deeper levels could be things like "otokonoko cat hair," "Lupron class action" or names of specific killers who are born-again-trans.

 

[Peaches the Wonder Cat]

Has anyone constructed a (Peak) Trans Iceberg?

I'm not sure if someone has, but troon kirbizia has at least a trans iceberg that will make you go to Peak Trans if you aren't there yet.

 

[Aunt Carol]

I'm not sure if someone has, but troon kirbizia has at least a trans iceberg that will make you go to Peak Trans if you aren't there yet.

That's a good point: the ideal Peak Trans Iceberg would only be labeled as a Trans Iceberg, and allow the reader to draw zir conclusions.

 

[Procrastinhater]

I have been named TERF tonight, at a dinner party in Islington. I may lose my job. My crime? Well I was on thin ice for being iffy about Naomi's "breastfeeding" and in follow-through, now I failed to appropriately condemn Keir Starmer as the anti-Palestine transphobe.

I pointed out Keir had passed a ceasefire motion on Palestine and he couldn't be worse than the Tories on the whole "trans rights are human rights!" front. And I was met with a six foot man in a wrap dress screaming in my face (with spittle!) that I was a cunt. Yeah he literally called me a cunt. We're British so cunt doesn't always have the same impact, but it was screamed at me with such venom that I think it probably was as offensive as Americans find it.

We got up and left. It's nearly 4 AM. My partner has corked a bottle of Chateau L'Evangile from the early 2000s. I feel very done with everything. Is my job finished? I don't know. Am I powerlevelly? I don't care. Fuck it.

Fuck that freak.
Unless the UK is wildly different to the US they can't fire you without a legitimate reason just because of a difference of opinion about something as divisive and retarded as those Palestinian sand niggers.
Sue those motherfuckers if they pull that shit.
Sorry you had to be subjected to that shit.
I fucking hate Troons.

 

[سلیمان عثمان]

A lot of posts here say that there is no peak and I think I agree. This is probably TMI but I think it is relevant.

Saw my former best friend (TiF) for what is hopefully the last time a couple weeks ago, told her that I was not going to continue watching her kill her self in slow motion. Said that I could not continue interacting with her if she continued with the pooner shit. She throws her self at me, hitting me and shouting every horrible thing she can think of at me. Thankfully she is pretty tiny and I am able to physically remove her from the rental I was staying at, had to tell her I would call the police to get her to leave. She left some rather large bruises on my arms but I wear long sleeves to work, so at least I do not have to answer any awkward questions. Bit pathetic but I changed accommodations that same night, she actually scared me, I think she might have seriously tried to hurt me if she was able to.

Stupid of me, should have met her some where public but she had never actually been violent before this. This shit is evil and it is always some how far worse than I think it is.

 

[FedPostalService]

Fuck that freak.
Unless the UK is wildly different to the US they can't fire you without a legitimate reason just because of a difference of opinion about something as divisive and retarded as those Palestinian sand niggers.
Sue those motherfuckers if they pull that shit.
Sorry you had to be subjected to that shit.
I fucking hate Troons.

Gender critical ideas are protected legally in the UK but people still get fired for wrong think.

It can be incredibly expensive taking it to tribunal so it might be worth just quitting. Getting fired is not worth the hassle when trying to find future employment.

 

[Miriam Margoyles]

I have been named TERF tonight, at a dinner party in Islington. I may lose my job. My crime? Well I was on thin ice for being iffy about Naomi's "breastfeeding" and in follow-through, now I failed to appropriately condemn Keir Starmer as the anti-Palestine transphobe.

I pointed out Keir had passed a ceasefire motion on Palestine and he couldn't be worse than the Tories on the whole "trans rights are human rights!" front. And I was met with a six foot man in a wrap dress screaming in my face (with spittle!) that I was a cunt. Yeah he literally called me a cunt. We're British so cunt doesn't always have the same impact, but it was screamed at me with such venom that I think it probably was as offensive as Americans find it.

We got up and left. It's nearly 4 AM. My partner has corked a bottle of Chateau L'Evangile from the early 2000s. I feel very done with everything. Is my job finished? I don't know. Am I powerlevelly? I don't care. Fuck it.

Is it optimistic to ask if you got it on film, or if there was anybody else around who'd corroborate your story?

If it was a work do, someone becoming loud, aggressive and shouting abuse at you shouldn't be tolerated in a professional environment.

 

[TruffleSpark]

Has anyone constructed a (Peak) Trans Iceberg?

It seems like a good, lay-friendly way to get a lot of terms out there. The attraction of the "iceberg" images, from what I can tell, is that they require the reader to look up a series of tantalizingly unfamiliar phrases. Most iceberg terms aren't really obscure; even Google will lead you to a definition, albeit a curated one. But people enjoy DIY, even if all the holes are pre-drilled and the parts come in the kit.

Some people like a video presenter to do the work for them, and releasing an iceberg into the memesphere pretty much asks for someone to volunteer. It might help for an annotated sources list to be issued shortly after (and not connected to) the iceberg image itself. The delayed payoff would be that anyone "debunking" a Trans Iceberg would have to explain why each trans-person who coined the key phrases shouldn't be listened to; that's a lot of "trans elders" for their own movement to discredit.

A Trans Iceberg would start out with terms like "front hole," "cotton ceiling," "stinkditch" (which was coined by a troon). Deeper levels could be things like "otokonoko cat hair," "Lupron class action" or names of specific killers who are born-again-trans.

I got you:

 

[bouquetnine]

A lot of posts here say that there is no peak and I think I agree. This is probably TMI but I think it is relevant.

Saw my former best friend (TiF) for what is hopefully the last time a couple weeks ago, told her that I was not going to continue watching her kill her self in slow motion. Said that I could not continue interacting with her if she continued with the pooner shit. She throws her self at me, hitting me and shouting every horrible thing she can think of at me. Thankfully she is pretty tiny and I am able to physically remove her from the rental I was staying at, had to tell her I would call the police to get her to leave. She left some rather large bruises on my arms but I wear long sleeves to work, so at least I do not have to answer any awkward questions. Bit pathetic but I changed accommodations that same night, she actually scared me, I think she might have seriously tried to hurt me if she was able to.

Stupid of me, should have met her some where public but she had never actually been violent before this. This shit is evil and it is always some how far worse than I think it is.

Boys spend their whole childhood growing up learning to manage testosterone and the anger that comes with it. Pooners are tossed into the deep end and they experience literal roid rage. Yes, they are dangerous.

 

[AssignedEva]

Gender critical ideas are protected legally in the UK but people still get fired for wrong think.

It can be incredibly expensive taking it to tribunal so it might be worth just quitting. Getting fired is not worth the hassle when trying to find future employment.

Is it optimistic to ask if you got it on film, or if there was anybody else around who'd corroborate your story?

If it was a work do, someone becoming loud, aggressive and shouting abuse at you shouldn't be tolerated in a professional environment.

Everything did work out OK in the end, and I even got an apology from the hostess (my instinct not to go mask off paid off, and I think it all may have even peaked her a little). Troon in question is not apologetic and I'm sure still telling people I'm a TERF but thankfully the outcome is more "Aubrey was having a really bad night and is taking it out on an ally" (or just "Aubrey is nuts").

I don't have the typical sort of job where I'd really be able to attack from a protected belief angle; a lot of schmoozing is involved and if I become cancelled by non-employees I basically can't do the job - hence why I'm so deep cover. It has reminded me the need to move towards a different area, though.

 

[Kiislova]

I'm not sure if someone has, but troon kirbizia has at least a trans iceberg that will make you go to Peak Trans if you aren't there yet.

I didn't read the "troon" on your post and went starigh to watch it but up until he showed the "titty skittles" I though it was just a regular homosexual male fag.

 

[LimeRikki]

I got you:
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Turns out I'm ascended.

 

[Barry Williams]

There has never been a period where I felt any sort of acceptance toward transgendered individuals because to me it has never NOT come off as some kind of deeply rooted mental illness. These people need legitimate mental help and therapy, not body ruining cross-sex hormones and being fast tracked to having their breasts scooped out, their dicks chopped off and inverted, or skin flayed from their arms and then rolled up and sewn onto their fucking crotches. The way gender dysphoria is "treated" today is horrifying and barbaric. These people aren't being helped at all.

That said, I think I hit "peak trans" back in 2016 during the election cycle. One of my closest friends and a former girlfriend decided one day that she was trans. I guess I should have seen it coming seeing as how she was molested as a child and because of it definitely had a malformed development/maturity/whatever. Intimacy between us was difficult and was ultimately why we split up but we remained good friends and I was always willing to help her out when she needed it. I still showed up to all of her art shows and exhibitions at local & university galleries to support her and her parents absolutely loved me. (I still keep in touch with her mom and dad over Facebook.) Despite her becoming a total pooner I still wanted to maintain our friendship because I still cared about her and hoped that this was just some kind of temporary expression of self or something like that. But no, things got real bad.

Around the time of the election she was poking around my personal social media accounts that only my close friends and family have access to and noted that I had liked/followed several conservative-leaning pages. Many of them were obviously promoting Trump even though I did not vote for him in 2016, but I suppose that by following those pages she assumed that I endorsed Orange Hitler and everything he stood for. She just randomly stopped responding to my text messages and did not answer her phone when I called her. I started to worry, though I could see from her own posts to Twitter and Facebook that things appeared to be fine. I didn't know what was going on until Trump won the election and she texted me and basically said she wanted nothing to do with me, how I was "part of the problem", and all this hysterical drivel about how I was no better than the person who assaulted her as a child. All because Trump won and she mistakenly believed I voted for him.

I was hurt by her words but I figured there was nothing I could do. She blocked me on every platform we had previously communicated on and I just watched from the sidelines as she started going through the standard process of someone transing out. Posting about her first appointment to get T, then posting a photo of the prescription meds when she got them, talking about all the disgusting changes happening to her body. Then out of the blue she posted a photo of herself with another gross looking genderspecial they/them woman and said she was her "partner" and they were totally in love despite barely knowing each other for more than a couple of months. It was clearly an unhealthy codependent relationship. When she hooked up with her partner she completely threw away her artistic talents that she'd previously won prestigious awards for and started drawing and taking commissions for feral furry art on the cheap. Not long thereafter she moved across the country with her partner to somewhere more favorable toward LGBT people and cut her parents out of her life completely. She apparently got married a couple of years ago and according to her parents she and the weirdo she ran away with did not invite any of their family members to their wedding and instead had the ceremony at some club and invited the usual gaggle of LGBT pervs and weirdos to be their guests.

The whole ordeal was an absolute shit show and ever since then I've gone from being passively opposed to trans matters to actively supporting causes and organizations that make attempts to push back against things like trans youth support and all that bullshit.

(What sucks is this story isn't even the first person in my life I lost to the trans plague. There are two others, one of which I posted about in the "losing people to transgender" thread here back in August last year.)

 

[Paper Machete]

I almost trooned out... ended up inducing disphoria for a bit.

You say that getting pulled into it induced the dysphoria? Would you mind explaining that a bit? I've long since thought it has a sort of brainwashing effect on a lot of people where being drawn into the cult makes them think or merely say they feel dysphoric rather than it being a genuine, innate issue.

(At this point I don't think dysphoria exists at all. I think people have complicated, negative feelings about X or Y or Z but then are taught to attribute those feelings to this thing called dysphoria instead.)

 

[سلیمان عثمان]

Pooners are tossed into the deep end and they experience literal roid rage. Yes, they are dangerous.

I kind of learned this the hard way. Stupidest part is that I have spent enough time here to hardly be unaware of pooner rage but was intentionally being blind or naive in regard to my friend.

Hard to accept that the person I used to know just does not exist any more, probably has not for years now. She was never the most stable person and I can hardly say that her going down the rainbow drain was the sole cause of her spiral but there is no way that it was helpful to feed an already fragile woman's self-hatred with a pack of lies and empty promises. This is not even to mention her new alphabet 'friends' and the shit they would pull.

 

[Sargon's wife's son]

I've hated trainees since the first one I ran into and the fact that that person was a complete and utter noise assist every single one I've met was a terrible person

 

[CorporateMemphis]

I have been named TERF tonight, at a dinner party in Islington. I may lose my job. My crime? Well I was on thin ice for being iffy about Naomi's "breastfeeding" and in follow-through, now I failed to appropriately condemn Keir Starmer as the anti-Palestine transphobe.

I pointed out Keir had passed a ceasefire motion on Palestine and he couldn't be worse than the Tories on the whole "trans rights are human rights!" front. And I was met with a six foot man in a wrap dress screaming in my face (with spittle!) that I was a cunt. Yeah he literally called me a cunt. We're British so cunt doesn't always have the same impact, but it was screamed at me with such venom that I think it probably was as offensive as Americans find it.

We got up and left. It's nearly 4 AM. My partner has corked a bottle of Chateau L'Evangile from the early 2000s. I feel very done with everything. Is my job finished? I don't know. Am I powerlevelly? I don't care. Fuck it.

Well done. If saying 100% sane moderate things like that makes you lose your job, the world is just too crazy and it's time to start saying so anyway. Glad to hear you are going out in style.

 

[teriyakiburns]

Boys spend their whole childhood growing up learning to manage testosterone and the anger that comes with it. Pooners are tossed into the deep end and they experience literal roid rage. Yes, they are dangerous.

Conversely, it seems as if TiMs use their transition as an excuse to no longer apply that self control. Troons of both sexes are some of the most violent, disgusting, rapacious creatures to exist. The barely disguised rage they display is so obvious that I wonder how anyone can't see it.

 

[bouquetnine]

I wonder how anyone can't see it.

People are forbidden from seeing it. If you point it out, you are "transphobic" and a bigot. You're literally forbidden from speaking the obvious truth on twitter, facebook, etc.

 

[Drunk Chipmunk]

I've hated trainees since the first one I ran into

Hey, they've got to learn somehow.