Cultural Madness
By the grace of God, as long as I have breath, I will never accept as normal a sentence like this: “Back in June, a group of women complained that [Darren Agee] Merager, 53, who identifies as female, allegedly exposed her penis at the Wi Spa in Los Angeles to them.” No, no, no. I will never accept such semantic nonsense as normal, and neither should you. Not in a million years. There is no such thing as “her penis.” (We are not talking about a biological anomaly that leaves someone with ambiguous or dual genitalia. We are talking about males versus females, and Merager is a male.) And if a woman, in the midst of other naked or partially naked women, “exposed herself,” there would not be an outcry from the other women, especially mothers with their daughters. Who would even notice? But when a man walks into a women’s spa — simply because he “identifies” as a woman, which is both a travesty and a terrible danger — and then exposes himself, that is when the outcry begins. That outcry must