GAY TRUTH

Ryan Anderson just published a fine and brave book. It unpacks the very recent manufactured “consensus” that sex is a social fiction. Instead of what every human in history always thought it: a biological fact. So why does the book feel like a relic? I’ll be more specific. It seems like some treasure of an ancient civilization, a place where arguments and data mattered. One we dug up in some Mad-Max post-apocalyptic wasteland. Anderson’s book proceeds through thoughtful, logical statements. Prestigious scholars endorse it: A Johns Hopkins professor of psychiatry. A Harvard law professor. An Oxford don . An assistant professor of medical ethics at Columbia Medical These scholars too hearken back to a golden age. A time when honest thinking really mattered. Before we started treating our children like little lab rats. Peel back its lucid arguments. Anderson’s book,  When Harry Became Sally ,  is a horror story. A true one, set in the present. A Sick Human Ex...

WHEN HARRY BECAME SALLY People say that we live in a postmodern age that has rejected metaphysics. That’s not quite true. We live in a postmodern age that promotes an alternative metaphysics.  As I explain in  When Harry Became Sally , at the heart of the transgender moment are radical ideas about the human person—in particular, that people  are  what they claim to be, regardless of contrary evidence. A transgender boy  is  a boy, not merely a girl who  identifies as  a boy. It’s understandable why activists make these claims. An argument about transgender identities will be much more persuasive if it concerns who someone  is , not merely how someone  identifies . And so the rhetoric of the transgender moment drips with ontological assertions: people  are  the gender they prefer to be. That’s the claim. Transgender activists don’t admit that this is a metaphysical claim . They don’t want to have the debate on the le...