An Open Letter To The Kentucky Legislature

Fat Old White Men Take Up Pitchforks To Hunt Queer Kids

For the majority of my life from age 7 on I have experienced verbal, physical, emotional, psychological, and financial abuse from society. This was in the form of classmates, classmates parents, teachers, adults at church, strangers and even cousins and neighbors. They took pleasure in publicly humiliating me, reminding me that I was "goofy looking", ugly, worthless, incapable, weak, not tough, a loser, too much like a girl (because girls were inherently worthless, weak, losers). They told me repeatedly that I didn’t belong, that I was better off dead, and that I would never measure up to them. (Including people I’ve allowed to remain on my friends list, as well as, people they know)

Now, I’m told I am sick, perverted, deviant and a threat to children for existing. Not just for existing, BUT FOR DARING TO DECLARE that my body was wrong and needed to be corrected. That I should have sucked it up and stuck it out and trodded through life as a despised 2nd class half-man. Denied respect and acceptance, and expected to stew in my own self loathing that everyone took pleasure in making sure I had.

All the talk by people from different walks of life, "Be yourself!", "Don’t worry about what other people think!", "Life is worth living!" But what THEY and you all conveniently neglect to say is that it’s only okay if it’s on your terms. So long as being myself doesn’t rock your boat, your worldview or challenge you. Basically, limiting "Be yourself!" to picking out your favorite color, your car, and the type of job people will allow you to have. Because we all know the job we want is never (or rarely) the job we get.

So Why? Why do you insist on interfering with other people's lives? When you have plenty of failing and deviant behavior of your own. Prescription drug abuse. Gambling. Strip clubs. Sex parties. Hostility at children's sporting events. Preoccupation with appearances: liposuction, viagra, implants, botox, hair plugs, facelifts, and on and on.

Why do you care so much what someone else does with their genitals? How exactly does it affect you? To be able to identify who’s a man and who’s a woman? Why does that matter? So you know what to call them? Or, how to treat them? How does knowing someone’s DNA make a difference? Or how they’re configured? Before you go judging other people based on their genital configuration we should…