milicent_bystandr
Is there no one in the replies here who thinks women have a legitimate discomfort, or unsafe feeling, having men around in a toilet space, even if the men aren’t actively being harmful?
No women here who had difficult upbringings with men? No men whose daughter or sister or female friend feels uncomfortable letting certain barriers down around strange men?
Of course there is an important discussion about how bathroom culture changes as society’s acceptance of trans people changes.
But, OP, I think what you would do best beyond what you said, is to acknowledge that some women have a legitimate concern, even if there’s not an easy answer. Once you have that point of agreement - once the other person can see you care about the concern they’re coming from - you have a foundation for discussing a real problem and/or solution.
Otherwise you’re just buttimg heads to win, and asking an internet echo chamber to adjudicate.
I think Pluto was trying covalent bonding, but got the rules wrong; that’s why it lost its status as planet.
I saw an article about one trained on research papers. (Built by Meta, maybe?) It also spewed out garbage: it would make up answers that mimicked the style of the papers but had its own fabricated content! Something about the largest nuclear reactor made of cheese in the world…
January brings the snow: makes your feet and fingers glow.
February’s ice and sleet freeze the toes right off your feet.
Welcome March with wintery wind; would thou wert not so unkind.
April brings the sweet spring showers… On and on for hours and hours!
Farmers fear unkindly May: Frost by night and hail by day.
June it rains and never stops; thirty days and spoils the crops!
In July the sun is hot. (Is it shining? No it’s not.)
August cold and damp and wet, brings more rain than any yet.
Bleak September’s mist and mud is enough to chill the blood.
Then October adds a gale, wind, and slush, and rain, and hail.
Dark November’s damp and fog; would not do it to a dog.
Freezing wet December then…
Bloody January again!
Tri-lo-BITE!
P.S. I’m pretty sure trilobites are post-cambrian but they’re all dinosaurs so it doesn’t matter.
“They called him Flipper, Flipper, faster than lightning…” But Hammerhead is a baddie and sharks aren’t supposed to be baddies any more. Sharks are friends, not threats. So Hammerhead slipped quietly into the distance to await his time of glory, when one day he will return to rule the Ocean with an iron fist head.
Incidentally, dolphins have had a troubled role-reversal in the fashion of popular opinion too. They were friends! Companions! Even amusements for a while, before everyone agreed they should be free. Now they are wantonremoveds and bullies. Shed a tear for the poor, maligned dolphin, carrying the disgrace of his ill-behaved friends and relations. All Dolphins Are Not Bad.
One day the Bottlenose and the Hammerhead will return as friends, splendorous and loved. But will they find the World worthy of their love? Or will they leave, with a parting farewell, and a thanks for all the fish.
