A Sign To Tell Us This

Wow, these days we need a sign to tell us this:

I am a man.

And I would imagine there is a corollary one to announce if you’re a woman.

If people can’t tell the difference anymore is that a good or bad thing?

Maybe it’s good from an equality and respect standpoint, but also bad in terms some people being confused by it.

Reminds me of Crocodile Dundee when he had to do a hand check to figure things out.

Umm, that’s not gonna work in real life!  😉

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

He Ain’t Heavy

Reminds me of the song:

“He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother!”

For some reason, I remember the children back in the day (I grew up at the height of the feminist movement) saying instead: “She’s my brother.”

I used to think what the heck did that mean?

20/20 hindsight, but I guess a spoof on gender roles already many moons ago. 

Now I hear identity as he, she, ze/zir.

Either way, the person ain’t heavy.  😉

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)