A British man/woman/thing living in Australia has become the world's first officially genderless... um... person.
Well, that's harmless enough. He/she/it is British and wildly eccentric and causing no problems for anyone other than those who put signs on toilet doors. If he/she wants to become 'it', that should be of no consequence to anyone else beyond an interesting and typically British tale of eccentricity.
We used to like eccentrics, before we became so bloody po-faced and miserable all the time and so utterly intolerant of the slightest thing. It's bad enough that anyone who hints they might want to work with children is immediately suspected of being a pervert, and that photographers are regarded as terrorists, harassed by mindless drones in uniform and sometimes even arrested. Now you'll get in trouble for writing a list on a train. We don't have 'eccentric' any more. We only have 'deviant'. And it is becoming easier and easier to be classed as one.
Hideous Harman will no doubt be dampening her seat at the news. How much more equal can we get than if we were all gender neutral? She's probably dressed as the Red Queen even now, waving a pair of scissors and shouting 'Off with their bits!'.
The story of the first-ever gender-neutral is interesting and amusing, but the last line is not amusing. Not amusing at all.
The UK’s Gender Trust welcomed the case. A spokesman said: “Many people like the idea of being genderless.”
We have a 'Gender Trust'?
I don't like that, and I certainly don't like the way they think.
UPDATE: Found them. Oh dear.
One of the most depressing aspects of challenging transphobia is convincing people it is wrong, or indeed that it exists, (of which my spellchecker remains unconvinced).
They've invented a new 'phobia' which nobody suffers from because nobody has heard of it yet, but they're going to defend people from it whether they want it or not, and demand that transexuals stop living quiet lives where nobody knows or cares about their original gender, and instead have 'Trans!' tattooed on their foreheads.
I can't tell who has had gender reassignment surgery unless they tell me. I can't even tell who is gay or straight among the people I know (with one rather blatantly camp exception) and I don't ask because I don't care. For all I know, aside from the few I've known since childhood, every one of my current friends might have started out as the other gender. It's none of my business and it should stay that way. If they want me to know, they'll tell me. They should certainly not be 'encouraged' to tell me by people who have no more business asking those questions than I would.
I can't get the fakecharities site to load, but I'm willing to bet it's already in there.