Washington Post Writer Resolves to Raise Her Cats Gender Neutral

As moonbattery results in ever fewer Americans having children (due to the effects of feminism, abortion, high taxes, neurotic environmental concerns, racial self-hatred, the assault on marriage, the normalization and promotion of sexual perversion, and outright discouragement by leftist social engineers), more will have to give thought to a pressing question raised by Lauren Taylor at the Washington Post — should you raise your cats gender neutral?

My new cats were freaking out. In carriers in the back seat of the car, they yowled their displeasure. I reassured them: “Don’t worry boys, we’ll be home soon.”

Whoops! I had called them boys, when in fact they were girls. An understandable mistake, as I’ve had cats for about 50 years, and all of them have been male. “I’m going to have to work on using the right pronouns,” I thought. And then another thought: “Why? They’re cats.”

That’s when I decided to raise my cats to be gender neutral.

Trending: The 15 Best Conservative News Sites On The Internet

This will have benefits when it comes to complying with political correctness:

The cats’ lives wouldn’t change, I reasoned, and it would help me learn to use plural pronouns for my friends, neighbors and colleagues who individually go by they, their and them. Even though using they, them and their as singular pronouns grates on many people because it’s grammatically incorrect, it seems to be the most popular solution to the question of how to identify people without requiring them to conform to the gender binary of female and male. It also just feels right to refer to people as they wish to be referred to.

Moonbats are hereby requested to refer to me as “Exalted One.”

This particular moonbat faltered in her resolution:

Things got a little more real when Essence got sick. They were really sick. [She is referring to a single cat named Essence.] I took them to the vet and had to weigh the question: Do I explain their pronouns not only to the vet, but also the front-desk workers, the vet techs, and everyone else we interacted with? Before the illness was over, we saw five vets, two sets of front desk people, and countless vet techs. I chose to fall back on my cis-gender privilege (look it up) and used the singular pronoun for Essence.

Despite her love of cats, Lauren kept trying doggedly:

While all of this was unfolding, friends would ask me: How is your cat? “They’re better” or “The same. The vets don’t know what’s wrong with them,” I’d say. “Wait a minute—are they both sick?” people would reply, confused.

The point of this idiocy?

People are coming to understand that not all of us fit into the “girl” box or the “boy” box. Those who don’t are claiming space to be who they are. We all need to find ways to acknowledge and respect that. My way of respecting it just happens to be raising my cats gender neutral.

The actual point of P.C. nonsense is usually virtue signaling, by which moonbats prove that they are better than you by taking their depraved ideology to extremes you never would have thought of. Being loudly lesbian, Lauren may have her own personal reasons for trying to undermine the concept of gender, which is a fundamental aspect of biological reality regardless of whether it is in vogue politically.

lauren-taylor
Could be Lauren doesn’t think she fits in the “girl” box.

On a tip from Dan F. Cross-posted at Moonbattery.

You Might Like

Leave a Comment

We have no tolerance for comments containing violence, racism, profanity, vulgarity, doxing, or discourteous behavior. If a comment is spam, instead of replying to it please hover over that comment, click the ∨ icon, and mark it as spam. Thank you for partnering with us to maintain fruitful conversation.

Share this!

Enjoy reading? Share it with your friends!