Showing posts with label Immigration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Immigration. Show all posts

Monday, December 29, 2025

What a difference a few years can make.

 


It's been about 12-13 years now that I've been going out in public as Marian.  I've cruised as Marian and have flown as Marian.  However, things changed in January 2025 when the Orange Snowflake took power.  Now, I'm careful NOT to interact with any employee of the Federal Government presenting as Marian, as I can't trust anyone in the Federal Government to respect my rights as a human being, much less a trans person.

The other day, I received an email from a pen pal in Canada.  She said that if she knew that I was going to be on a cruise with one of her other friends, that she'd have made the effort to be on the same cruise as well.  If a Democrat had been elected last year, I'd have felt no qualms about taking my next cruise as Marian.  However, I'm playing it safe by presenting as Mario.  So, I will avoid meeting this fellow, as I would avoid meeting my pen pal on the ship.

It's sad to think that it's not just transgenders that are under attack.  It's anyone who doesn't fit the snowflake's Aryan idea of what an American should be.  He calls countries such as Haiti, Somalia, and Iran as "Shit Holes", and hates people from these countries because they are not Aryan.  Even when people have assimilated into American life, he'd deny them the opportunity to become full fledged Americans simply because of their race and nation of origin.  If the man hadn't so much evil and hatred in his heart, I'd almost feel sorry for him.  Stress the word "Almost" here, because he's one of the few men I can't say a good word about.

I'm glad that some Republicans are finally feeling safe enough to start challenging the snowflake.  But that doesn't affect my level of respect for any of them - they haven't earned any yet.  If a bully were to choose 1 victim out of 101 people, 50 would side with the bully out of fear, 49 would hold their coats and say nothing, leaving only one person who'd help the victim.  I hope that I'd be that 1 person who'd help the victim, even if I had to go "all-in" to do so.  Since 99 of the remaining 100 would not help the victim, I have no respect for them, as I have no respect for any of the GOP members who Kow-Towed to to the snowflake or ignored the victim's cries for help.

Sadly, all I can do is talk today.  I am not willing to be a sacrifice on the altar of the snowflake.  But if things get worse, I will try and help others avoid his wrath.  I don't know what will happen if things get worse, but I will try to be prepared, as well as having an escape route if I need one myself.

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Where is Superman when you need him?

 

The once ubiquitous phone booth.  Once, they were all over the place.  Now, they are a rarity - especially wooden booths.  And this one was spotted in Bethel, CT about a decade ago in a small theater.  At least we know of one place where Clark Kent could change into Superman without problems.

Why do I mention Superman?  Well, there are many people who want a strong leader to deliver us from the morass we have been in.  Although the economy has been improving for most of us, there are many people being left behind - and many of these people are Trump supporters.  As a TG person, this bothers me a great deal.  The social coalition which supports this wannabe tyrant consists of people who'd impose their brand of theocracy on the whole nation - and put people like me at great risk.

It's hard to believe that DC comics once had Superman reminding us that America is supposed to be a pluralistic society.  Today, a message like this would be dismissed as leftist propaganda, and not a statement of core American ideals.  This is so sad.  Maybe, we need a real life Kal-El to become a modern age immigrant from another planet and remind us what our core beliefs were and should be again.  But then, I'd bet that half of this nation would label him as an illegal alien.


This was a quiet day until I decided to go out after dark.

  As I write this, it's a week before Christmas.  RQS now has 2 boxes she can open on Christmas, and I can relax a little before the hol...