This story, about a transgendered person (transitioning from male to female) being beat up in a McDonald’s in Baltimore brings up a whole host of questions. But there is one in particular that SKL and I have been tossing around on another part of this blog. We’d like you to weigh in on it.
What determines which public bathroom a person uses?
I know, it seems like a basic, almost pathetically stupid, question. But it seems as though the whole beat-down happened because a “girl” used the Ladies Room when she was still really a “guy”. And there are a whole bunch of people who have their panties in a wad over not allowing a transgendered person choose whichever bathroom they feel more comfortable in.
According to the ‘unwritten rule’, a transgendered person is whichever sex he or she feels that s/he is. That means, if you were born with outside plumbing, but you feel pretty, you must be a girl. And if you were born with indoor plumbing but are feeling manly, you must be a boy. And therefore, you’d use the bathroom that corresponds with your feelings. But you also have to take into consideration any pulverizing that may occur as a result of your visit, so you choose whichever bathroom you feel safer in.
Nowhere in there, do you consider how everybody else is going to feel if you walk into the Ladies Room with outdoor plumbing, and let it all hang out. Presumably, if those ladies in there have a problem with you, it’s their problem, and they should just leave you alone. If they feel threatened by a linebacker walking into their “women only” space, it’s their problem, and if they don’t like it, they’re intolerant, bigoted haters.
Now, I’m all for ‘live and let live.’ If wearing garter belts and high heels satisfies you, then by all means, go and wear them. But if you have boy parts, then I want you using the boy’s room, I don’t care how bad the lighting is in there, and how messed up your mascara is. Until you get that part removed, you are a boy. And if you come waltzing into the ladies room anyway? You are going to have a LOT of questions to answer, starting with “what the bloody hell are you doing in here? GET OUT!!” And it will have nothing to do with my intolerance of your “feelings”.