"Use the term cisgender when refering [sic] to non-trans* individuals, rather than transphobic words like 'normal', which imply trans* individuals are abnormal.."
This comes from an infographic I saw recently posted on Facebook, one of many in a collection of rules for how to respectfully interact with people who are transgender, and though its author's intentions were likely right and good, its ideology is wrong. Regardless of opinion, those who are transgender are scientifically abnormal, much like a blue apple birthed on a tree that holds only green, it is unique and wonderful and it is exciting and it is interesting and beautiful, but, of course, beyond those qualities, it is incredibly, indubitably and fantastically abnormal. I have spent my life being called weird and different, and that is because I am weird and different. I am a blue apple. I am a polka-dotted tiger. I accept this and so should anyone else who falls under the umbrella of abnormalcy and bizarrehood. The quest for the odd and eccentric should never be toward that wonderfully innocuous term - normal. The quest should not be to have your polkadots ignored. It should be for recognition and acceptance. We, as a social species, are attempting to ignore our differences in the guise of equality when we are not at all equal. We are undeniably different. We are rainbows, all of us, and this plague of colorblindness is stripping our species of its vibrance. Blue apples, the odd, the strange, are like comets that appear only once every five years over Arkansas. You are rare. You are fascinating. You are having a life experience that most people can only imagine, forced to be an explorer of the most abstract human condition, you are a Columbus or Magellan of the mind and body and you should fully embrace the new world you are discovering. If people claim that you are normal, you should vehemently oppose them because you are a tiger and their description strips you of your polkadots. I think of the first creature to have wings and it trying to hide them in order to be accepted instead of taking flight. For the strange, wishing for normality is equivalent to self-loathing; it is anti-progress.
Outcasts have been ostracized and executed. They have been publicly crushed by stones. They have been made slaves or become victims of genocide and through these horrors a select few have stood proud in the violent hail of misunderstanding to claim their lot of oxygen and declare themselves as different and dying but at least their deaths would prove to progress human acceptance. It's hip to be square in a room full of circles but when it comes down to it, all of them will jeer at the hexagon just as all of the circles used to jeer at the square. Progress is painful, but is necessary, and it is caused by the most abnormal, the most bizarre, the unique, the different, those so obviously hanging from a tree of green - the blue apples.
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