This morning, for the first time in over a year, I had an appointment with a specialist at the local hospital in Paradise. I arrived at the hospital and the clinic for specialty services to check in.
The check-in procedure went like this:
“Hello, I’m here for my appointment with Dr. ________.”
Receptionist: “Thank you. Just point to the line that you associate with yourself and we can get started checking you in.”
She slid the following laminated card over the top of her workstation screen and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And I, ever so slowly, absorbed this new directive.
I looked up and gave her a straight look. She looked down, embarrassed that she was now required to do this to every single person that presented themselves to check in to the clinic, and, I imagine, the hospital itself.
After a few moments in silent mourning for the utter loss of sanity at a previously sane medical establishment, I gestured vaguely at the sheet and she got on with it.
While she was doing so I took out my camera and snapped the above shot of this foaming-at-the-mouth “medical” form. She didn’t like that since she knew that there would be a moment when this new “duty” was subject to the derision it deserved.
I spent a few minutes after my appointment pondering the incident and wondering, not for the first time, how the bull-goose loonies of our oozing bureaucracies have slathered their thick and goozy depravities over the state of California and into ever nook and cranny of our public and now private life.
Once a person’s sexual proclivities were private to that person and those in their life that shared them or those friends one decided to tell. Now one is required to declare their sexual tastes upon showing up at a hospital.
Somewhere there are teams of state-employed perverts who, every day, come to work in their state-furnished offices, hold meetings, create fresh slabs of crap like this, make them “mandatory,” and then just spray them out like a Rooter-Rooter septic truck on steroids.
It is said to be, by these sub-human and un-fireable office holders, because being sensitive to people of all kinds is “who we are as a people.” But it is not that. It may once have been that but no more.
Now, with the arrival of sheets like the one above, we can see the program as it really is: The Norming of the Perverted.
Many folks might say, in reaction, “Well, that’s how you get more Trump,” but that’s false. In the end, this kind of pushing on tradition and normality by the perverted bureaucrats is how you get a violent reaction that those twisted deviants fear most. And with reason.
I hope they return to reason before that point, but nothing I can see tells me they are that reasonable.
Once upon a time, Lenin, upon grabbing the reins of power, sent out a call to purge the left-behinds. This was the infamous “Hanging Letter” which concluded:
Hang (and make sure that the hanging takes place in full view of the people) no fewer than one hundred known landlords, rich men, bloodsuckers. Do it in such a fashion that for hundreds of kilometres around the people might see, tremble, know, shout: “they are strangling, and will strangle to death, the bloodsucking kulaks”. Yours, Lenin. PS Find some truly hard people”
The Left, wherever one encounters it in America, seems to believe that the ratchet of history only moves one way. It doesn’t. And the “truly hard people” of America are not, these days, on the Left.
Gerard Van der Leun
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The culling is coming due.
The phrase, “Some people just need killin’.” comes to mind.
It has become a metastatic cancerous tumor on sanity that must be excised. STAT!
Even my very liberal, Hillary supporting, Trump hating brother, upon receiving the NYC variation, thought it was insane.
You have convinced me. From now on, wherever I go and interact with officialdom of any kind (public or private), I will have at the ready a few small placards to exchange with anyone who give me such as you have been given. If they object, I’ll say “It’s a fair trade.” On these placards will be Dalrymple’s famous observation about the method and purpose of humiliation in communist societies.
We shall find out who has courage.
About age 34 I became totally frustrated with these things. I have since (gee, that was 50 years ago) felt compelled to lie. I don’t put African-American when they ask my race I prefer American-Indian (which I am not). When I had a home phone the various surveys offered entertainment and after 5 minutes or so the surveyor would typically hang up on me. Of course I can’t lie to my doctor, except when I allow them to make appointments with specialists and later I call and cancel the appointment. I refuse to go to my urologist since he stuck a camera down my penis and I refuse the request to check my prostate. The damn thing is so big I have trouble going #2 but that is still better than submitting to their advances. Besides I haven’t peed blood and a few months and that’s a good thing, right?
Check your six.
And give me a couple of days. I’m going to figure out how to distill down Vaclav Havel’s essay “The Power of the Powerless”, and print it on the reverse.
Had a friend that answered a somewhat similar query, “Avenging Angels of the Lord…Do.Not.Have.A.Sex.”.
Clerk replied, “OK”, scribbled something and conducted the rest of the interview with their head down below eye contact.
It’s constant this stuff. It never stops. I feel like we are being force fed this garbage.
I don’t care what people do in the privacy of their homes but absolutely nothing is private anymore. And what’s more, we have to mark and celebrate this unending lunacy.
The State of Illinois is now contemplating forcing the teaching of LGBTXYZ. . . in public schools. Illinois is hemmoraghing tax payers and businesses but this is what they are focusing on.
It’s lunacy.
Wonderful news about your mother, the unequivocal grand dame of Chico and beyond. Take heart, there’s no category for that on any form. A scuffed knee only leads her to more greatness to all us origials in the bland-gender.
xo
In other news, it looks like Happy Acres got de-twittered. But maybe it’s just a glitch, right? God, I hate these people…
JWM
“Please assist us in the accuracy of your medical record.
Please also note that there are ONLY 2 genders: Male & Female – ALL other figments of your depraved imagination means you need to turn around & seek professional counseling for your obvious delusions.
(in other words – PLEASE GET THE F*CK OUTTA’ HERE!)”
From comments at Instapundit
harleycowboy • 8 hours ago
If I had a dollar for every ‘gender type’,
I’d have two dollars and a bunch of counterfeits.
There are three genders (masculine, feminine and neuter) and two sexes.
I decline to answer questions that I choose not to answer. I’m not in California, and so far as I can tell declining to answer certain question has so far impeded precisely nothing in my life that I am aware of.
There are only 2 genders. Everything else is a mental disorder
(which is why their suicide rate is so high).
I do NOT wish to resort to other than a political solution to our manifold problems.Already had my war and don’t care to repeat any segment of it.
I’ll work toward a political resolution until it becomes impossible to do so. Should the alternative become reality then someone is going to have the phrase “your worst nightmare” redefined.
Otherwise I mean to finish my life in peaceful anonymity.
My favored response:
“Use your own judgment.”
Interestingly, if someone has anorexia (believing they’re too fat) or is suicidal (believing that being dead is better than being alive) we do NOT culturally encourage those false beliefs. If someone believes they’re lighter than the atmosphere & wants to leap off of tall buildings – we don’t encourage that behavior.
Why then, do we play along with the gender-confused & even pass legislation banning good medical professionals from separating them from these likewise false beliefs?
“Why then, do we play along with the gender-confused?”
Answer:
“As it was in the days of Noah…”
Best response is “I’m normal”
Nouns have gender. People have sex.
Refuse to participate. Just as one should do with inquiries about race.
Select “unknown” or “other” or “refuse to identify”
Make it clear that you aren’t playing their game. It isn’t their damn business.
When you ask the question that way then the answer “Why do you care?” is most appropriate. Only a couple of the answers have any medical value and, in my case, a glance will probably eliminate the need to ask in the first place.
I’m still going with “Avenging Angels of the Lord…Do.Not.Have.A.Sex.”
Don’t know if I could pull off the avenging angel bit, being an oldish granny, but I sure like it.
I am beginning to long for the day TSHTF and we can rid ourselves of these people once and for all. I suspect that every street corner lamp post in every city in the land will be decorated with the bodies of the progressive tumors who think themselves “our betters.” It will be a brutal time, but I just happen to have, beneath my normal-appearing “civilized” thin exterior, a Barbarian in residence who will gladly begin slitting throats. Maranatha.
I still think the default answer beyond the first two choices is the old standby “Confused”.
I think I might put nondelusional male.
The poor clerks asking these questions are probably just as embarrassed about having to do as we are at having it asked. I had the same questions asked of me last September at a clinic in Seward, Alaska. The people that worked there were wonderful and when I asked the Doctor the reason for that piece of insanity he said “Federal government.”
Excellent article. There is just one serious, serious error in it and I see it reflected in many of the comments. The optimism expressed two ways in the final paragraph is without basis in reality.
Vanderleun says “the ratchet of history only moves one way. It doesn’t.” In fact, it does. The natural tendency of government is to grow, and as it grows, individual liberty shrinks. Freedom shrinks. A separate tendency, aside from and on top of this by-product of government growth, is for freedom to be lost by evaporation, as it were. Freedom is ever in an apparent (false) tradeoff with comfort, security, safety, and a relaxed life. As is reflected in sayings (true) such as “freedom is not free,” “the price of freedom is eternal vigilance,” and the fact that freedom is always described as “won.”
This “ratchet effect” is like gravity. We can jump, and we can even build devices that fly, but both require a concerted effort. Something exceptional. And the gravity effect never, ever goes away.
The more glaring error is the statement that “the “truly hard people” of America are not, these days, on the Left.” If “we” on the Right were organized and fully alert to what is going on, alert enough to set aside our private lives, our jobs, our families, and devote ourselves entirely to the “cause,” maybe fortune would favor us, as they say. But “we” are NONE of that. The Left, being composed of people who wake up every morning with a burning desire, fueled largely by raw hate, to control others’ lives, is all of that. Thus they control our media, including social media, and all the mob action and violence we see in the streets is from the Left. I would suggest we are waaaay past the point at which the “truly hard people” of the Right should show up and push back. Further, if you look across the pond to the mother country, you can see where we’re headed, still with no significant pushback, and it ain’t pretty.
We on the right don’t form mobs. We don’t even naturally form resistance groups. We have to go “out of our way” when we do. We have the ballot box, but look at what is happening to our duly elected President. The Left is simply rejecting the election. The only organized civil rights group on the right is the NRA, and look at the venom directed at it.
By “truly hard people” Lenin meant soulless ruthless people. Such people are found pretty uniquely on the Left.