Once these people have suppressed the trans community, they'll go for the rest of the LGBTQ community. It's a tale as old as time, and I'm amazed and saddened that people don't recognise it for what it is.
They're sharpening their pickaxes, making wolf sounds, pounding their chests, going off out to the woods.
The woods?
Hang on, that's scary, not heading off down their alone
We'll go together.
It's dark.
We'll take torches.
But how will we recognise each other?
Oh, we need to put on a nice visible piece of attire.
Like a sheet?
That'll do it, fucking boss
And what are we looking for again?
Anything out and about that's not dressed up in your mother's curtains with a scary beach spade and a lighter in its hand and not singing mull of kintyre backwards.
Ok, so this tree then.
No, they have exclusions, mark it for later.
Why?
I don't think you understand the threat to our culture. There are, well, there are things, I'm not getting into it now. It's obvious. Just think of your, well, just think. It's too complex right now. Just lift your hems up, there's puddles, it doesn't do for the papparazzi you have a rim of sludge round your trouser bottoms when the photos flash. People should be focused to the capture dangling off the bough not on your shitty shoes.