The story of the Yiddish Chicken Joke reminds me of one the first cracks that appeared for me.
Back in high school, I was-like you, if my mental map of your various recollections is true-a fairly generic blue-state shitlib. Not a communist or real radical, more the milquetoast "Just don't be a dick, my dude" archetype that a lot of other white men pretty comfortably fell into during the Obama administration. I was also dating a non-white girl who was very on Tumblr, and definitely one of the first SJWs I ever met.
She was definitely pushing me further left (including a growing discomfort at how straight, white, and male I was) and she was the first person who ever introduced me to the idea of, to put it broadly, "genders other than man and woman". This was right before the whole Caitlyn Jenner thing, so there was some growing awareness of this stuff, but it wasn't mainstream by any means. I, like a good boyfriend, went along, read the articles she sent me, listened to her explain. It didn't quite feel right to me, but I couldn't articulate why, and I didn't want to be a bad boyfriend nor one of those nasty Christian bigots, so I just sort of passively absorbed it. In hindsight, I was absolutely slowly getting sucked in.
And then, of all things, I stumbled across a 4chan greentext. In the typically crude way of 4chan, it made the point that whenever someone's mental map of themselves and the world doesn't conform to reality, we try to change the mental map. Schizophrenics are given medication to suppress the voices, anorexics go through therapy to understand their weight is healthy.
Except with the trans thing. In that case, doctors try to mutilate the body to match the mind.
Reading it was like plunging into ice water. It was wrong. I knew it was wrong. It had to be! It was bigotry, transphobia! It was not just being nice!
But I couldn't articulate why it was wrong. I never could.
Black Americans whose ancestors were never slaves still identify with the slavery metanarrative which the left uses to brainwash and control the black population.
So, although history may be necessary for a people to exist, it needn't be the history of the people who take it up.
(Off topic but relevant for the people who like this post)
I agree that it's hard to picture a stand-up comedian doing something on the trans issue that would work, but I can picture it working as a romantic comedy.
Very loosely, a trans man and a trans woman are both meaningless lives and use their online trans communities as an escape from that. They meet by chance at a very online-coded event like a speedrunner convention or a video game tournament. They go through a bunch of humorous situations that show the awkwardness of the man trying to keep acting like a woman and the woman trying to act like a man. It's clear that they have doubts about whether they want to actually be trans or whether they were just doing it to feel like a part of something. In an important scene, they see a free dance lesson being given outside, and they try to dance with their trans identity, but it just doesn't feel right. The man becomes the man and the woman becomes the woman. They enjoy it so much they start to dance regularly, and they make real life friends by doing this. The movie ends on a shot showing the number of unread Discord notifications increasing.
"There is this problem that right-wingers have, especially in conferences, that was recently pointed out humorously by the Red Scare girls. On one episode, hosts Anna and Dasha made an interesting observation that the right wing often seems fundamentally to misuse discourse; we create conversations around abstractions and idealisms that, while true, don’t advance a real conversation that is going on among real people."
The story of the Yiddish Chicken Joke reminds me of one the first cracks that appeared for me.
Back in high school, I was-like you, if my mental map of your various recollections is true-a fairly generic blue-state shitlib. Not a communist or real radical, more the milquetoast "Just don't be a dick, my dude" archetype that a lot of other white men pretty comfortably fell into during the Obama administration. I was also dating a non-white girl who was very on Tumblr, and definitely one of the first SJWs I ever met.
She was definitely pushing me further left (including a growing discomfort at how straight, white, and male I was) and she was the first person who ever introduced me to the idea of, to put it broadly, "genders other than man and woman". This was right before the whole Caitlyn Jenner thing, so there was some growing awareness of this stuff, but it wasn't mainstream by any means. I, like a good boyfriend, went along, read the articles she sent me, listened to her explain. It didn't quite feel right to me, but I couldn't articulate why, and I didn't want to be a bad boyfriend nor one of those nasty Christian bigots, so I just sort of passively absorbed it. In hindsight, I was absolutely slowly getting sucked in.
And then, of all things, I stumbled across a 4chan greentext. In the typically crude way of 4chan, it made the point that whenever someone's mental map of themselves and the world doesn't conform to reality, we try to change the mental map. Schizophrenics are given medication to suppress the voices, anorexics go through therapy to understand their weight is healthy.
Except with the trans thing. In that case, doctors try to mutilate the body to match the mind.
Reading it was like plunging into ice water. It was wrong. I knew it was wrong. It had to be! It was bigotry, transphobia! It was not just being nice!
But I couldn't articulate why it was wrong. I never could.
Black Americans whose ancestors were never slaves still identify with the slavery metanarrative which the left uses to brainwash and control the black population.
So, although history may be necessary for a people to exist, it needn't be the history of the people who take it up.
(Off topic but relevant for the people who like this post)
Basically you can't be a Jester or a Clown if the Audience that you are trying to entertain is already a Circus.
I agree that it's hard to picture a stand-up comedian doing something on the trans issue that would work, but I can picture it working as a romantic comedy.
Very loosely, a trans man and a trans woman are both meaningless lives and use their online trans communities as an escape from that. They meet by chance at a very online-coded event like a speedrunner convention or a video game tournament. They go through a bunch of humorous situations that show the awkwardness of the man trying to keep acting like a woman and the woman trying to act like a man. It's clear that they have doubts about whether they want to actually be trans or whether they were just doing it to feel like a part of something. In an important scene, they see a free dance lesson being given outside, and they try to dance with their trans identity, but it just doesn't feel right. The man becomes the man and the woman becomes the woman. They enjoy it so much they start to dance regularly, and they make real life friends by doing this. The movie ends on a shot showing the number of unread Discord notifications increasing.
I could have saved you a lot of trouble. A shame.
ah, hows that?
I have the books you seek.
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"There is this problem that right-wingers have, especially in conferences, that was recently pointed out humorously by the Red Scare girls. On one episode, hosts Anna and Dasha made an interesting observation that the right wing often seems fundamentally to misuse discourse; we create conversations around abstractions and idealisms that, while true, don’t advance a real conversation that is going on among real people."