Maya Forstater

At a cafe on the ground floor in the Royal Albert Hall and pop to the lavatory just before a #Proms concert. An older door attendant advises me that the loos are now ‘gender neutral’ and asks me, with a wink, ‘So, what gender are you Sir?’. What larks. #peaktrans #NoSelfID

Wonder why we’re so frightened of putting mixed sex on the door ... ah there aren’t any sexes anymore are there

I’ve always felt an asonisthing amount of the traction that the transhuman lobby have picked up is due to the discomfort of the English to say the word « sex ». It feels rude & embarrasses us, so we feel « gender » is more polite,& they’ve hijakked that to blur the disctinction

I think this is exactly what’s happened! I cringe when I now hear abt gender this & gender that in place of the ‘rude’ word sex. @MForstater gave an excellent speech at a WPUK meeting on this very subject.

I’ve taken to aggressively crossing it out whenever I find it on a form and writing « SEX NOT GENDER » in big angry capitals like a psycho in a film

But joking aside, this whole episode has opened my eyes so much to language and the importance of who controls it, a point that had been made to me before but I have never seen such blatant twisting of material reality through language before. It’s an inherent part of fascism

Yes "gender neutral" sounds so much less intimidating and uncomfortable than "mixed sex".