I think I'm going to start deliberately misgendering every single person I talk to. But starting with the ones who tell me their preferred pronouns.
I went to a college freshman introduction thing with my son a couple years ago. A group of about thirty "student leaders" introduced themselves one at a time, and each one wasted our time by giving their "preferred pronouns". The thing is, I could've easily guessed what their "preferred pronouns" were just by looking at them---all the guys said he/him/his, and all the girls said she/her/hers...except for one girl with pink and purple and green hair, who preferred they/them/their.
My pronouns are Mister, and keep your filthy hands off of me you damned dirty ape!
You expect me to change my personal views for you when you won't even consider what mine are?
That's what I always say. Watch them squirm for an answer while trying not to sound like a selfish prick.
HONK HONK!!!!
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