I like to have some fun art or good foolery on here for International Down with Cis Day, but I am lost in the woods of Camp Nanowrimo. It’s a shame, because lately the cis have been at it again. They deserve a good downing.
A few weeks ago I saw a young trans lady in my place of work. I feel safe in assuming her preferred pronouns as her entire presentation was femme, hair and makeup laser precise. She came up to the counter with her mother to buy some goods. I make chit-chatty conversation and before I know it, her mother had misgendered her three times.
Come the fuck on, cis mom. The girl was super sweet and maybe overly friendly through it all, like she wasn’t used to customer service people being nice to her or something. To your mom, I say this: Your child isn’t being validated by you and that makes her highly vulnerable to abusers and exploiters. Support your trans babies, or get run over. The Down with Cis bus is on the move.
And more recently, on the Transgender Day of Visibility, this big tall guy came in with an androgynous teen or young adult child of his. They were cleanly buzzed on sides and back, wearing nothing at all feminine, and got female-gendered by dad a few times. Well, who knows? Maybe he doesn’t know from this trans stuff, maybe the child isn’t even trans. Or maybe, he misgendered them to a total stranger for no fucking reason on a transgender awareness day. Fuck that shit.
Anyhow, down with cis, goddammit.