Tag: gender

Why the truth matters – the madness of the gender ideology debate

The absolute insanity which has taken over western society as it relates to gender ideology can be traced back to one truly twisted individual – Dr. John Money. Born in New Zealand, Money is the father of the current “gender is a social construct” movement which has paralyzed politicians and media over the past decade.

Without diving too deeply into the warped beliefs and research of Dr. John Money, there is a Canadian connection which is important to review. It is well-documented how Dr. Money helped push his nonsense theory upon the medical community and then the public at large.

Money had long held the belief that gender and biology are not always consistent and the former is determined more by environment than by science/biology. However, without a real control group to prove his thesis the good doctor’s theory was just that… a theory.

The Reimer twins – Bruce and Brian – were born in Winnipeg, Manitoba on August 22, 1965 to Janet and Ron Reimer. A terribly botched circumcision of Bruce gave Dr. Money the opportunity for which he had waited. The young parents had heard about Money’s research and theories on gender. Having limited options to address the terrible surgical mishap that resulted in Bruce’s penis being partially severed the couple turned to Money for advice and guidance. The sick mind of Money finally had his control group to prove his theory. Bruce would undergo surgical gender reassignment surgery and be raised as a girl. Since this all occurred when Bruce was an infant he would have no real memory that he was actually a boy.

Dr. Money deemed the “experiment” with the Reimer twins a success and as proof that gender was in fact a social construct. The problem is that if you look at the life of both of the Reimer twins it could hardly be seen as “success”. Bruce became Brenda after undergoing surgery which removed his male genitalia and replaced it with a surgically constructed vagina. He lived as Brenda until he was 14 at which point after telling his parents that he always felt like a boy he was finally told the truth.

Bruce who had become Brenda was now David. He lived a tortured short life – dying in 2004 at the age of 38 by a self-inflicted gunshot wound.

And what of his twin brother Brian? He also died at his own hand, overdosing at the age of 36 on July 1, 2002.

This does not read like a medical “success” in the words of Dr. Money. In reality, it appears to be a horrible, sick tragedy which could have been avoided. Dr. Money was a sick person and should have been spending time in prison for his experimentation on the Reimer twins, which included sexual role play between the young “boys”.

Dr. Money is the messiah of the transgender ideological movement. The truth of why he is should confuse many once they know the background on his “research” into gender. The truth does still matter – this is all you need to know.

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The pussy-fication of male athletes

I think back to my days playing different sports at various levels of competitiveness . The lessons I learned have been carried on through my life and I have passed many of these lessons on to my kids and as a coach to young competitors. Mantras such as always having the backs of your teammates and never pointing fingers when mistakes are made but rather raising up your brothers/sisters in arms are just a couple of these lessons.

However, one that I have strongly conveyed seems to be getting pushback in the world of safe spaces and trigger warnings. That is the belief that words are just words and they will only hurt you if you allow them to rent space in your head. How one responds in a sports setting will likely be reflected when a person is faced with similar circumstances in the real world.

The recent suspension of Landon Sim, the son of former NHL player, Jon Sim was in a word… ridiculous. The star centre of the London Knights was handed a five-game suspension after an on-ice incident in his team’s Ontario Hockey League conference final match-up with the Saginaw Spirit.

Hockey is a physical game and often players cross the line. Liam Arnsby – captain of the OHL’s North Bay Battalion – was suspended for six games for delivering a hit to the head of Linus Hemstrom during an April 3 game. The hit saw Henstrom taken off on a stretcher after spending several minutes prone on the ice.

Mississauga Steelheads defenceman Stevie Leskovar was suspended four games for an on-ice incident. The blueliner slashed Evan Konyen in the face during a battle after a face-off. Fortunately, Konyen was able to return to the game but the suspension recognized that the possible outcome of such a reckless act could have been much more severe.

So what was Landon Sim’s transgression you may ask? He must have done something worse than slashing an opponent in the face and slightly less egregious than laying out a player with a dangerous hit to the head – the kind of hits that have led to the end of player careers (see former NHL star forward Marc Savard as an example), right?

Well, as it turns out the London Knights forward never actually laid a hand on his “victim”. He made the cardinal sin of inflaming the sensitivities of the woke mob by using a word that the language police deem as “misogynist”. No, he didn’t use the “C” word (as in C-U-Next Tuesday) or even the less offensive but still taboo twat (an aside, I love watching British comedy because both of the aforementioned words are sprinkled in liberally to the dialogue by both men and women). He called his opponent a word commonly used as slang for a cat. Yes, for those of you fellow Gen Xers he used a word that we had as part of the competitive verbal tool kit and used often. He called Saginaw Spirit captain Braden Hache… a pussy.

As I often say context matters. Sim, who had recently recovered from a shoulder injury was responding to a comment made by his opponent. Prior to a face-off Hache said to Sim that he was going to “break your shoulder”. Sim’s response? “No you won’t, you are too much of a pussy to do that”. Really, that is what gets you five games, in the midst of the playoffs no less?

Maybe I shouldn’t admit it  but I would have served an unending/overlapping suspension in every competitive sport I ever played. What was said on the ice or on the pitch, where I played a lot of hockey and soccer respectively, was left on the ice or pitch. Usually we said something that may have gotten your mouth washed out with soap at home in my day (yes, this was a thing and I still can’t get the taste of Irish Spring out of my mouth) but was totally acceptable within the confines of the game.

There were two reasons to dig into our urban dictionary of the day during a game. One was because you were angry, which probably meant the other team was winning. The other was because you wanted to get under the skin of your opponent, which probably meant your team was winning.

We were taught that words were just that… words. When an opponent said something a little offside to you your response was under your control. The player delivering the insult was hoping to illicit a response, preferably a physical one, which would lead to a power play for your team , a yellow card or possibly an ejection/red card.

When you returned to the bench after drawing a penalty or getting a player tossed by using nothing but your words you were greeted with pats on the head from your teammates. You had helped the team. Conversely, if you were the player who allowed something as simple as a word (or words) to get you to lose your cool the coach usually found you a not so nice spot at the end of the bench for an undetermined length of time. Your actions were “undisciplined” and “selfish”. You had hurt the team.

What makes the situation involving Sim which led to his suspension even more disheartening for those who believe the world has lost its collective mind is that the player who threatened to break Sim’s shoulder went to the official to report this unforgiveable verbal act. In the world in which I grew up that person would be known as anything from a tattle-tale to a rat. What’s next, telling his mommy so she can call Landon’s parents and tell them what a bad boy he has been?

For clarity, we never saw the word “pussy” as meaning anything other than soft… like a house cat. When we began using the word I would hazard a guess than none of us boys knew that it was also a slang word for part of the female anatomy. Even if we did know, so what? We called each other dicks all the time.

Do you see the problem here? When we start policing words in sports we will be playing a game of whack-a-mole. My kids use words which may be deemed offside that I have never heard before. Should we choose to police language, we will need to establish a full-time arbiter to keep track of words and deem which are acceptable and which will get you banished.

I am going to say something controversial here. I believe this also applies to race and sexual orientation slurs. I say this as someone who has been subjected to slurs. Yes, white people can be the victim of racism as well.

The difference for me is that I was taught to ignore the words. Sometimes I did – sometimes I didn’t. I learned that  choosing to ignore the attempts to get me off my game was always more preferable given the potential penalties and the spot in the coach’s doghouse.

No, I am not saying that calling someone a racial/gender/gender identity slur is acceptable. All I am saying is that eventually the referee or the teacher or your mom won’t be there to protect you from the words. What we learned is that eventually the words really didn’t matter to us. Now, instead our kids are being sheltered from the realities of the big bad world where there are people who are jerks. Learning that there are people who will say things that are hurtful is a valuable lesson.

In today’s upside down world we are not teaching our children lessons like stand up for yourself; words are just words but rather we are saying be a victim; words are violence.

For the record, the snowflake culture which wants us to believe that words can be equally as damaging as a punch in the face – we can try that experiment if you want. I have been punched in the face and also been called names like pussy, I will gladly take the latter.

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