Dylan actually has every right to be perplexed. After all, he followed the societal norms and did what the cool, smart, intellectually and sexually elite people told him to do. He followed the plan and literally put himself on the cutting edge. And he looks pretty convincing, I’ll give him that. Ideally, the suitors should be lining up.
But just because you say you’re a woman, and the powers that be say you are a woman, and the pronoun salad people say you are a woman, that doesn’t make you a woman. In fact, gushing about your “Barbie pocket” is an affront to every woman who has overcome real sexism, domestic abuse, and other problems to go on to do great things.
I worked alongside women on the fire lines who never said a word about how much of a woman they were, let alone “Barbie pockets.” They just got the job done. There is more to being a woman than physiognomy. Deep down, people know that. I talked to a woman the other day who took me to task. She said, “You talk about how everyone hates straight, white men. But they are trying to erase me.” And she was right.
The root of the problem may be the fact that we have become very narcissistic, a situation that has been exacerbated by social media. People want attention. That may mean trying to change their genders or species, cutting things off, sewing things on, or whatever. The message is, “Pay attention to ME. Glorify ME. Accommodate ME.” But people have other things going on. Life, as it turns out, happens. And squealing on the internet is not the way to attract a serious potential mate. You can have all the space you want, all the followers you could hope for, and all the publicity and affirmation you can dream of. You can do whatever you want to yourself and call yourself whatever you wish. And most people will just shrug. Being trans isn’t that shocking anymore. But in the end, who wants to spend their time with someone whose only interest is himself?