On Saturday, on Twitter, I responded to a video advertisement I happened to see that warned that a certain medication could be dangerous for “people assigned female at birth”. Well golly, I said, that’s… that’s a bit odd, isn’t it? Why would a mere “assignment” made by a doctor affect the way a drug behaves in the body? Oh, because the assignment points to a real biological difference? Say, is there maybe a single, shorter word we could use to identify people with this particular biology…?
Saw a meme of two parents in a hospital delivery room looking at the doctor holding their new baby. The parents ask the doctor, "Is it a boy or girl?" The doctor replies, "I don't know, you'll have to ask the kindergarten teacher. "
Connecting cookbook headings to the technocracy idol - does anyone have a guess at why transgenders aren't using the "born this wsy argument" like homosexuals did? Maybe it's being used and I missed it? I don't recall hearing, "do you think I'd choose to be stuck in the wrong body?"
Did a slaveholder who inherited his father's plantation have a choice?
Should we "just love the slave owner?" That turn of phrase is from Greg Koukl at str.org.
The poem reads like a response to World War One. Reading "the lights had gone out in Rome," I thought of the words said in 1914, "The lamps are going out all over Europe; we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime."
Saw a meme of two parents in a hospital delivery room looking at the doctor holding their new baby. The parents ask the doctor, "Is it a boy or girl?" The doctor replies, "I don't know, you'll have to ask the kindergarten teacher. "
Connecting cookbook headings to the technocracy idol - does anyone have a guess at why transgenders aren't using the "born this wsy argument" like homosexuals did? Maybe it's being used and I missed it? I don't recall hearing, "do you think I'd choose to be stuck in the wrong body?"
Did a slaveholder who inherited his father's plantation have a choice?
Should we "just love the slave owner?" That turn of phrase is from Greg Koukl at str.org.
The poem reads like a response to World War One. Reading "the lights had gone out in Rome," I thought of the words said in 1914, "The lamps are going out all over Europe; we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime."
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