I don’t know what pervert thought it was a good idea to make some of the nation’s restrooms “gender neutral,” but whoever thought up this cockamamie concept, please, find the closest insane asylum and check in. So far, all the people claiming to want to hang out in “gender neutral” restrooms are all men. Guess what, nobody asked us girls if we wanted you in the ladies room, which would eventually be a target of neutrality conversion, and most of us – shock of shocks – don’t.
See, I realize that with all the soy in the food supply, there are a few men out there who might be confused as to WHY God gave you the parts He did. Well, here’s the scoop: they are used to plant seeds inside actual women to produce the next generation (and if you really want to do that, you need to ditch the soy). The way God and Mother Nature made us girls, the mysterious creatures who entice and infuriate men all at the same time, the parts we have to make that vessel system work are pretty messy at certain times of the month, and to deal with that we like privacy, not just from men, but other women, too. That’s why women’s rest rooms are designed the way they are, and no, we don’t want them changed for people who pee standing up. (And we don’t want pee on the toilet seats, either.)
On top of it, in many places, the ladies’ room is where we girls go to freshen up and be sure that we look like the ethereal creatures we pretend to be. (You guys don’t think the polish lasts ALL DAY without a little help do you? And then there are the days when you rip your nylons.) Yes, even in corporate America, there’s almost always at least a can of hairspray in the ladies room, next to the feminine hygiene products. When out in the evening to a club or nice restaurant, there’s even more primping material available. It’s not all condoms and bathroom Polo. Men don’t think that all women carry their nose powder everywhere do they? (Seriously, that stuff will not fit in an evening purse.)
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Look, guys, even the deluded macho rock stars who are cancelling concerts in North Carolina because somebody down there gets the difference in biology need to get on board with the idea that men and women are different. (Seriously, even Pope Francis won’t budge on the difference between male and female.) Really, sometimes we ladies head to the lounge to take a few minutes away from men, or even, say, to nurse a baby. Imagine walking into a ladies’ lounge and finding a guy in a dress zonked out on the couch sawing logs. This is not the way things are done in the ladies room. (There are similar unwritten rules of conduct for the men’s room, right?)
All sorts of liberal outlets are expounding on the “high minded” language of “get over it” when it comes to this issue since so many Americans are labeling themselves as “transgender.” The Los Angeles Times even blamed North Carolina’s law on the fear of women who don’t want to be molested in the ladies room. HEL-LO! Do these moonbats actually think perverts won’t stoop to wearing a dress to do the peeping tom thing or to try to get a woman alone in a place where she is most vulnerable and half the time not all the way dressed? Literally, this is the one room where we are guaranteed to have our pants down at some point. And, no, we are not amused at the idea that the person in the next stall might be…. Yeah, not going to finish that thought.
Look, it’s one thing for men or women to go running through the other gender’s rest room on the last day of a sports season, or as a prank. But for men, transgender or not, to expect to hang out in a stall next to where a woman might well be changing her clothes…come on. Get real.
Full disclosure: I worked with a woman who was an avowed lesbian some years ago. One day, she looked me up and down in a way, that had me wishing for a bathrobe to hide the assets. Yes, I was in a dress, and no, I was NOT interested. From that day on, I tried to not be alone in her presence and, yes, that included the ladies’ room.