• OVER THE TOP! Crazy Cat Lady Plans To Raise Her Cats As “Gender Neutral”

    The PC craze knows no bounds. Here is a story that you would swear was from “The Onion” or one of those spoof sites around the internet. You won’t see a “Snopes” report after this news, though you’ll wish you did.

    This story is true. A woman has decided to raise her cats…”Gender Neutral”.

    Once you’ve stopped laughing, keep reading. You might think that it means that she just had them castrated or neutered so they were essentially “sexless”, but you’d be wrong. It’s much more than that.

    She wants to raise them using “Gender Neutral Pronouns”. It would be horrific to call them, “Boys” or “Girls”.

    This takes “Crazy Cat Lady” to a whole new level.

    From The Washington Post:

    My new cats were freaking out. In carriers in the back seat of the car, they yowled their displeasure. I reassured them: “Don’t worry boys, we’ll be home soon.”

    Whoops! I had called them boys, when in fact they were girls. An understandable mistake, as I’ve had cats for about 50 years, and all of them have been male. “I’m going to have to work on using the right pronouns,” I thought. And then another thought: “Why? They’re cats.”

    That’s when I decided to raise my cats to be gender neutral.

    The cats’ lives wouldn’t change, I reasoned, and it would help me learn to use plural pronouns for my friends, neighbors and colleagues who individually go by they, their and them. Even though using they, them and their as singular pronouns grates on many people because it’s grammatically incorrect, it seems to be the most popular solution to the question of how to identify people without requiring them to conform to the gender binary of female and male. It also just feels right to refer to people as they wish to be referred to.

    Around the house, with just me, Essence and Trouble – named for Rare Essence and Trouble Funk, for the DC music lovers reading this – things were pretty easy. I’d make a mistake (called “misgendering”), saying something like “Where’s your brother?” (Yes, I talk to my cats.)  Usually, I’d remember to fix it (“Where’s your sibling?” or “Where’s your pal?”).  Just as I’d hoped, I began finding it easier to remember to use gender-neutral language for the humans in my life.

    And I began to get an infinitesimal taste of what transgender and gender-nonconforming people face. I’m not talking about the outright bigotry and hatred –something I can’t know without being in their shoes — but the complete cluelessness. Friends would come over, I’d introduce the cats and their pronouns, and some would ask, “But what ARE they?” Some would randomly use “he” and “she.” Some would stumble, unable to form a sentence when talking about one of the cats.

    Admitting you talk to your cats is nothing to be ashamed of. Most cat owners would plead guilty to that. However, not calling your male cat, a boy is downright insane.

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