Penis-Bearing Daughters and Vagina-Bearing Girls: The Weird World of Transgenderist Parents

One of the most distasteful aspects of covering the world of transgenderism and the threat it poses to normal childhood and to non-transgender, non-troubled children is that one has to use some quite explicit language at times. That is because the transgenderist zealots do and it is hard to make clear how deeply misogynistic the movement is without directly quoting parents who adhere to radical gender ideology as they go about obliterating private spaces for actual girls.

Today’s foray into the weird world of the obsessed transgenderist parent is an examination of the July 21, 2022 essay, Sending your kid to camp can be hard — especially when they’re trans, on the website, Today. This is a prime example of how transgenderist parents are willing to impose their own dysfunctional understanding of girlhood on other people’s children.

Let’s start with the basics. The mother admits that her “daughter” is actually her son:

since my son Gideon became my daughter, Gabriella

But this bit of fact is left by the wayside in favor of the fantasy that this boy has “become” a daughter.

We get an idea of the mother’s up-scale progressivism (the kind that doesn’t mind blasting the innocence of other people’s children to smithereens) from this comment:

“Honestly,” I replied, setting down my glass of cabernet

But the key thing is the insistence of this mother on referring to her son as her daughter. The subheading of the article is:

My daughter was desperate to be “one of the girls” at summer camp. But letting her go required a leap of faith for all of us.

So, instead of telling her son that it would be a gross invasion of the privacy of actual little girls for them to have to share private spaces at a camp with a boy and that it is selfish, weird and unethical to force the girls to go along with the idea that he is a girl, the cabernet-sipping mother encourages him in his precocious efforts to grow up to be a self-centered creep.

Look at how this mother refers to normal little girls and her re-wiring of human anatomy:

…how would my penis-bearing daughter feel changing in a room full of vaginas, I often wondered when the topic of camp arose. And how would the vagina-bearing girls — and let’s be honest, their parents — feel about their kids changing, let alone living in the same bunk as a girl with a penis?

It is truly astonishing that one has to point to such people that there is no such thing as a penis-bearing daughter. This woman is a person of some education and yet does not grasp such an elementary fact of the human experience. Those with penises are male. Males are not daughters. Pretty basic.

It is noticeable that to this transgenderist mother, the little girls at the camp are simply "a room full of vaginas." Is that dehumanizing or what? It is all about her son. Only the girls who "affirm" him matter.

Also, as a woman, I can safely say that I did not think of myself, when young, as a “vagina-bearing girl.” I was a just a little girl, along with several million other little girls in the halcyon days before the transgenderist nuts arrived and sexualized childhood.

The mother does deserve a miniscule amount of credit for giving a few seconds of thought to the safety and privacy of the actual little girls at the camp. But even that brief concern for the rights of others is larded with the bizarre phraseology of the transgenderist movement, “a girl with a penis.” Again, no such thing. That is the thing with penises—boys have them. Girls don’t.

What is most striking about essays written by transgender parents (and there seem to be quite a number of them, most of which present the parents as loving and embattled as they spend huge amounts of time forcing their troubled kids into what used to be pleasant corners of normal childhood) is the way they inadvertently reveal that a key lesson they teach their children is that their children must have their own way no matter how detrimental their actions and behavior may be to other people.

For example, the mother tells us:

When we first began researching camps, my husband and I weren’t even sure sleepaway camp would be possible for our daughter. Especially after Gabby told us vehemently, “I’m not going to trans camp,” which was a decision we respected. While there are a handful of incredible camps for gender-nonconforming and transgender kids, our daughter wanted a traditional sleepaway experience where she could simply be “one of the girls.”

So, here we have a boy who is insisting on being treated as if he were a girl. So much for reality. Everyone around him, like the children who are being raised by parents who oppose radical gender ideology, must bend to his will. We are assured by the mother that all of the actual girls at the camp were perfectly fine with having to undress in front of a boy. As the mother herself says:

Privacy at sleepaway camp is minimal, often nonexistent.

But what does that matter if her son wants to live gender dysfunction to the fullest? What do the rights of other people matter, after all? The other people involved are merely vagina-bearers and it is incumbent on them to move with the times, apparently.

Note how she tutors her son in living a life in which only he and, to some extent, his parents matter:

And one camp said they’d need to ask the other parents if they were OK having a trans kid in their daughters’ bunk. That was so not OK with me and Daddy. Because you, my love, don’t need anyone’s permission to be who you are.”

Being who you are, in this mother’s view, is pretending to be what you are not. In this case, a boy who wants the world to consider him a girl.

The mother is delighted to find a camp that caters to those who believe that gender is all a matter of personal preference:

this philosophy includes welcoming transgender campers and counselors, placing them in bunks that affirm their gender identity and offering all-gender community restrooms wherever possible

Great—now instead of girls learning how to be confident girls at camp, camp is now where girls go to learn how to enable troubled boys to avoid other boys.

And note how the mother laughs off this incident as if were nothing at all:

Gabby told me that being trans wasn’t a “big deal” at camp and said her bunkmates didn’t even believe her at first when she told them. We collectively agreed that using her hands to cup her privates — over her shorts — might not have been the best way to demonstrate her transness to her new friends, but we’ve filed that episode in the “you live, you learn” category.

Yeah, live and learn. It is no big deal that a boy is sleeping amidst little girls and that summer camp for girls should involve frequent discussion of the private parts of the males among them and participate in activities making a mockery of girlhood. The really important thing is for her son to get to demonstrate his transness to other children.

The mother says smugly of this triumph over normality:

And isn’t that how camp is supposed to be?

Not to people who care about girls—and, I sigh that I even have to I write this, girls do not have penises.

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