09/07/2022

 

 

It's About Freedom?

 

 

Little kids are completely asexual. They don't care if their underwear are pink or blue, seldom look down to even notice and, if they do, they never pause, to wonder why.

My point? Sexuality (OK, sexual identity) DEVELOPS. It is simply not present at the beginning and nobody flips a switch, to turn it on. It happens, over time. It even has a name - it's called puberty.

Puberty was an awful time, for me. I didn't have a girlfriend, at age 13; didn't particularly want one. They I fixated on a girl at school. Tall and thin, was she, and everything was right where it was supposed to be. Exactly.

My head was spinning... to put it mildly! Now my mind drifted into things of which I was not even aware, a few months ago and the transition, if there was one, was so subtle, as to avoid detection.

Puberty. A natural process. All of us went through it. All of us survived it. Ah, but now, our moral guardians have decided that in this, the most bewildering time in a short life, the developing individual needs to be made aware that they have choices!

If it aint broke, don't fix it. Let sleeping dogs lie. Fools rush in...

Blinders. It's a term. Blinders, in some way, obscure vision. Originally a harness on a draft horse's face, holding sheets that prevented the horse from seeing to it's sides, the term has expanded. Now there's lots of blinders; some visible, some not.

When you're a dog, loose for the night and running with the pack, you forget you're tearing up somebody's corn field. You could see that. You didn't. You were... otherwise, occupied. You were wearing blinders. And they worked.

Enter, your basic zealot. Base word? Zeal. Eagerness. A zelot is eager. Now, all he/she needs to do, is find a cause. Presto - another angry young man/woman. The formula has been widely used, for many years. It's success rate stands, without question.

Zeal is not the most productive of places to be. It tends to... cause one to take leaps that might well be avoided. Zeal has a momentum, all it's own. Someone is said to 'have the bit in their teeth' meaning they're out of control, and running wild.

In such a state (some call it youth) a person is unaware of the blinders. But they ARE blinded, by their chosen cause. In the process, certain questions that should have been asked, did not get asked. If you know what I mean?

Just as puberty begins; when a young consciousness is awash in changes it does not understand, the natural process is interrupted. No matter by what. Is this a good thing? Can it be? Yeah, THOSE kind of questions...

Has the normal process of human progression been interrupted, before? If so, what were the results? Can what you want be done with some semblance, of safety? What are the predicted effects and the known risk factors? If you don't have definitive answers to these, basic questions, maybe you better not...

What would 'empower' an adult simply overwhelms a young mind, with no background to draw from, and rely on. These kids have little real idea of what it is, to be male, or vice-versa, and most certainly no concept of the natural process occurring, within them.

Another aspect will be added to their awareness. They will change, as the effects of testosterone or estrogen shape what they will become.

A question is more. A question is an assumption. It 'takes for granted' that the recipient of the question is familiar with the substance of the question; that the substance is shared; understood, between the questioner and the questioned.

Now we see that offering a choice of gender to those not understanding the question is... you supply the word. Try to find a positive word. Just try.

But, alas, an angry young man, was I. I, too, got the bit in my teeth. I, too, failed to ask pertinent questions that have, long ago, derailed the causes I chose. So if there's anyone who understands blinders, of the visible and invisible sorts, that man is me. And hypocrisy, is not my thing.

I always think about what the world needs. This morning I had a prolonged session, of that thinking. Multi-tasking, as always, I lost 20 pounds on the throne, at the same time.

What if we had... (are you ready? I sincerely doubt it) CHILL PILLS FOR ZELOTS! It would become all the rage, among the young. Now, being a zelot, simply is not enough. You have to CHILL, as well! If not, you're pase,' baby, over the hill...

on your way to becoming a mature adult, like me. Perish the thought!