I'm Done With Warnings

Holy fuck. The trans community. Or at least, portions of it.

Try to warn some people that their house is on fire, and not only will they throw stones at you for being an annoyance, for pointing out the obvious, or for misunderstanding your motives for warning them, but they will then launch into personal attacks, character assassinations and even issue threats.

Like, what are you going to do to me from the USA, dahling? Throw a ballistic handbag at me? Call me names? Send me some sternly worded hate mail?

Some people don't like to hear the truth, and can't handle it when they do hear it. Why should I have to sugar-coat the warning "y'all are going to end up in concentration camps if you don't pack up and move somewhere else that's safe"?

But apparently I'm an arsehole for caring. And even when I'm warning people of what's happening and what's coming, I get accused of "rubbing their noses in it", and for "thinking I'm superior" to others.

Tell people on the road that the bridge is out, and some people will drive all the way to the break - or even risk sliding over it - just to see if you're telling the truth. Well, that's human nature I guess.

So no worries, there'll be no more warnings from me to the US trans community, no more pleas or admonitions to get outta Dodge. No more appeals for you to save yourselves. If you think you and your one AR15 and two clips of ammo can fight off ICE and the National Guard and the AFT or whatever acronyms Trump hurls at you, why should I argue? Y'all think you've got this - who am I to disagree? I'm just a stupid South African (and "not a kind person") after all, who has spent the last couple of years warning Americans about the trap they've spent years digging - and took a flying swan-dive into.

Please excuse me for giving a fuck about my trans siblings over there. But - lesson learned - as of now, I'm done. I'm glad there were some who listened to the warnings given by me and many others, who relocated on their own, or with their families. I'm glad you're safe, I'm glad you got out.

As for the rest, I've given you my last warning. You didn't listen. You made excuses. You minimized. You rationalized. And instead, you attacked me for giving a fuck about you. Now I sit back and watch.

See you in the headlines.