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It’s A Boy! It’s A Girl! It’s…It’s…What Is It?

Related imageThere’s a saying, ‘If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck and quack likes a duck, then it’s probably is a duck.’  I live by that mantra, kinda.  So when I saw the yahoo news about a baby born in British Columbia that was not assigned a sex at the parents’ wishes,  I thought, “How could that be?”  I showed the story to my 10-year old and he asked, “Can’t they tell if it has a pee pee or not?” (Hmm…maybe he read the book above). My response was, “Maybe there’s nothing there.”  You see, I was a bit naive, I wasn’t thinking inside the box.  Read story here.

You can’t blame me for being naive when all my life and my parents’ lives and my parents’ parents’ lives, there have always been a male and a female.  Pardon my ignorant simplicity, blame it on my upbringing.  I am really not used to this grey undetermined area.  In my simple mindedness, I thought that  It wasn’t up to parents to choose what gender they wanted their kid to be, or raise them as fence-straddlers until they decided their sexual orientation.  Reminds you of The Bachelor, doesn’t it?

Why oh why do we let this madness happen?  Why do we cave in to every inane whim by a faction of our society with too much time on their hands?  Dismantling everything once held sacred, now this.  A parent can now choose whether or not their kid, who was born with male parts, lives like a boy, a girl or sex unassigned.  SEX UNASSIGNED? No, no, it was assigned but you just don’t want to accept it.  It’s like accepting your parking spot that your work assigned to you because you thought that it was too far of a walk to the front door.  I pity the kid…

The parents of the above organism, wants it to grow up and gravitate to its own natural sexual orientation.  Like choosing if it wants to pee standing up or sitting down, briefs or G-strings, be a wife or a husband, join a girls’ sports league or a boys’ etc after first experimenting with them.  They also do not want the poor kid to be labelled.   Newsflash! It’s not labelling.  If it looks like a…nevermind, the world is so messed up that one little unassigned-sex kid won’t even cause a ripple.


Just my take…


She’s In Love With The Boy, Or Is She?

While at a recent Garth Brooks concert, his wife Trisha Yearwood was singing her hit song, ‘She’s In Love With The Boy’ and as she sang, my mind wandered, as it is wont to do.  It wanders all the time, even while wandering.  It wandered this, “Pretty soon that song won’t be politically correct”.

You are probably going, “Why wouldn’t it be?  What cheap drugs are you on now?” Well think of the way our society is going.  He is she and she is he or both.  Where we once made do  with male and female washrooms for a two-gendered world, we are now adding a third for those not under this umbrella.  The ‘both’ group.  See where I am going with this?  I can’t hear you!

If you are still in a fog, let me aid your defogging.  Gender identity is slowing becoming non-existence or a non-issue. (Too bad I can’t say the same for race).  There’s no longer a clear distinction.  We are slowly dispensing of the systems that identified us as men or women.   Inclusivity is the order of the day.  (I still remember LGBTQ when it was just LG).

Saying all that, it won’t be long before someone asks the question, “Why are all these love songs about a boy and a girl?  What about the gays and lesbians?” Yes, what about them? Why are we eager to change and be more accepting yet it’s still a hidden taboo to sing about a man in a relationship with another man? Or a woman in a relationship with another woman? How come the ‘Kiss Cam’ at sports game never zoom in on an obviously lesbian or gay couple?  Is it that deep down, we really want HER to be in love with the BOY?

Just another one of MY TAKE


Rob Ford’s No Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

world_08_temp-1384602621-52875bfd-620x348One would never thing that ‘right thing’ and Rob Ford would ever be used in the same sentence but here it is. I guess there’s always some ‘right thing’ in even the worst of us.

Yesterday, during City Council meeting, there was a moment where the members were patting themselves on the back for a job well done in terms of hosting a successful World Pride Day Parade in Toronto. Apparently everyone stood up and applaud the announcement.  Well all except Rob Ford.  Krystyn Wong-Tam, the only openly gay member took to the dais as the key catalyst for World Pride, members again stood to applaud. Again Mr. Ford stayed in his seat, drinking his coffee as though he was sitting on his deck enjoying the dog days of Summer.

As you would imagine, the dike broke soon after. (No pun). Rob was asked if he was homophobic, which he vehemently denied. Now this blog is not about whether Ford is or is not homophobic, it’s about a man doing what he thinks is the right thing.  Krystyn Wong-Tam considered the ‘sitting out’ a snub and said he could have ‘at least faked it.’  To that I say ‘no he should not have’.

See, that’s the thing with our society these days. We fake it.  We fake being true friends, we fake being family, we fake love. It’s time we wear our true colors so everyone could see what and who we really are.  Time we stay in our seats and be ourselves instead of standing up and being a Judas.  I am not a fan of Mr. Ford but I still have to respect the man for doing the right thing by sitting this one out. At least we know who he is and what he stands or sits for.

And again, that’s My Take



Rob Ford’s odd, eventful day ends with an unexpected apology, of sorts, over robocalls

Gay Parade Part Deux

Yesterday, I posted a blog, here, about what I perceived was an overexposure by Paraders taking in a Gay Parades.  I had no issues with the lifestyle, (still don’t), and when I professed to be ignorant of the reason why they had to be scantily clad, I actually was.  I really did not see the connection with being gay and parading around half-naked.  To me it was like a bunch of half naked women protesting for equality and respect.

I guess my post was mistaken to be a dig on the LGBT community as one reader left the following comment:  I know! Isn’t it outrageous? The other day I was at a restaurant and these people came in and actually sat at the table beside us. I thought, “How dare they think they’re equal citizens!”
They should have lowered their heads and taken their food to go- obviously.  (I took it he was being sarcastic.  I hope he was.  If he wasn’t, then he should lower his head and keep his comments to himself-obviously).

Like I eloquently put it, I have no issue with the LGBT.  Maybe my style of writing sent mixed messages, if so, I apologize.  Sometimes my style of writing does convey some contortion in its translation.  I sincerely didn’t mean to rain on the gay parade.

Remember, it’s not unanimous, it’s just MY TAKE.


Don’t Mean To Rain On Your Gay Parade, But…

nyc-gay-pride-3Yesterday my wife and I took the boys to the Children’s Museum for my cousin’s 5th birthday party.  The museum is at the Forks and it so happened that the Winnipeg Gay Pride Parade was winding down also at the Forks.  It was quite busy with lots of rainbow colors and great music.  After the party, my wife and I decided to walk around and check it out for a bit.

Now I am not anti-gay nor am I pro-gay. Just to set the records straight. I don’t care what people do with their lives as long as it doesn’t interfere negatively with mine.  I am cool that way.  The world is big enough for everyone to exercise their rights to be what they want to be.  Heck, as I walked through the throng of happy people, proud in their gayness, I was wearing a rainbow wristband with the saying, “Show your pride everyday”.  I am also cool like that.

What I couldn’t understand though was why the paraders were so ‘out there’.  Dressed outrageously, sexplicitly and sometimes more like circus clowns than anything else.  We have parades to show our black heritage but you never see us dressed like slaves or cannibals, do you?  We also don’t  show off our manhood as proof of our ‘blackness’.  I mean, can’t you parade wearing normal clothes?  What’s with the guys I saw with most of their butts exposed?  What’s with the young girls wearing just panties and bras?  Is that what being gay is about? I am sorry, I had no idea.  Pardon my ignorance.  I thought being a gay or a lesbian person was just a sexual orientation.  But then, I also thought that these parades were just public expressions of that preference and a gesture for acceptance.  I may be wrong but can’t one be gay or a lesbian and still dress heterosexually?  You really don’t need to show examples of what the lifestyle is about.

Again, pardon my ignorance but I really don’t think anyone could be taken seriously while dressed like some of these people were.  Mind you, many were decently clothed and behaved appropriately.  I understand the issues of the LGBT community.  I am all about equal rights and acceptance but when you parade around dress like an idiot at a public place attended by young kids, I can’t accept that. I can explain the reason for the parade to my young boys but how do I explain your indecent exposure?  “Son, don’t be gay or you would look like the guy in the photo?”

Here’s my take, if you are going to dress like a freak, please don’t take offense if you get mistaken for one.  But that’s just MY TAKE.  Maybe I’m wrong here and that’s EXACTLY what this gay parade thing is all about. In which case, I am truly sorry.  Didn’t mean to rain on your gay parade.  Carry on!



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Remember when it was ok for men to ‘man up’?

showimage.phpTrying to get a man to man up these days could land you in hot water for being politically incorrect.  As a youth, I never heard of men chopping off their penises and turning themselves into women.  I was also unaware of the possibility of a woman surgically changing her sex.  Darn was I ever in the dark.

Well it is a fact of life and I might as well get used to it.  I can no longer assume that because a kid is a boy he should be given a toy car or toy gun, or give a doll to a baby girl.  At least it makes it easier for me to buy presents for baby showers.   Here’s a dress for little Johnny.  Gone are those days.  Restaurants get sued for asking parents if they would like a boy or girl toy for their kids.  I am surprised that stores can still have ‘boy’s wear’ and ‘girls’ wear’.  Only a matter of time.  Pretty soon, all the clothes would be lumped  together like a rummage sale.  You buy whatever looks good on you.  Honey, how does this sun dress look on me?

In my not-so-distant day, people never got divorced because the man woke up one morning and decided he would rather be a wife than a husband.   Now it’s not only encouraged but embraced.  Don’t like the sex you were born with? No problem, we’ll gladly do an exchange and you just pay the difference.

A sex change used to mean simply switching sexual positions but no more.  Jack and Jill went up the hill but Jill came down as Jack and Jack cames as Jill, and no one noticed or cared.  Accept them for who they are, they said.

Remember when expectant couples would wish for a boy or a girl?  Now who cares? If it’s a boy, he or she could easily be turned him into a boy or girl on the whim of their parents.   See? No need to pay to find out the sex.  The baby is going to be what you want him to be.

What an awesome world we live in.  Forget the ‘Male and female created he’.  It’s recreation time!  And you sir, ma’am, thing, do you mind if I hold your little boy, girl, it?  What?  You won’t just because I’m wearing my wife’s panties?  But it’s in-thing.  It’s acceptable now, remember?  And we worry about Zombie apocalypse…

But wait, what goes around comes around and what was in style back then is all coming back in style, so maybe there’s hope.  Maybe one day someone would man up and say hey mister, why is your little boy dressed like girl and why are you wearing women’s undies?


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Straightening Out Daddy’s Gay Daughter or Daddy

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Two years ago, I blogged that I would take up the offer of a concerned father who was offering 40 million pounds to any man who married his lesbian daughter.  Here.  The lure of money, and so much of it, piqued my interest and I initially set the wheels turning to see how I could exploit this easy money.  Unfortunately for me, moneywise that is, the love that I had for my wife and family overcame my love for money and so I decided to pass.

It seems as though a lot of men passed too because I read today that the dad was upping the ante.  He was now offering double, yes DOUBLE, the bounty to any man who could turn his lesbian daughter straight.  Wow! It was easier the first time around. All I had to do was marry the lady.  Now I have to STRAIGHTEN her out?  Or scare the gay out of her?  Whatever it was or take, I had to get her ungay then I would be one of the richest Caribbean born man.  Sounds good.

This time, the decision is much easier.  Even though the pay off was higher. It is not my job to orient or disorient anyone’s sexuality.  (Pardon the pun there).  The dad is crossing some serious boundaries here in trying to change his adult daughter who should take a harsh stance against her dad’s bullying and ignorance.  This man is a disgrace to real Dads.  Anyone taking this guy up on his offer is no better than him.

So Mr. Moneybags but I have to pass yet again.  I have some advice for you though, seek counseling and leave your daughter to live her life the way she pleases, with who she pleases.  You sir, give heterosexuals a bad name. You sir, need straightening out!

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Who’s The Little Boy In The Pink Sundress?

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I recently found an interesting blog on WordPress.  It is a ‘mommy blog’ and chronicles her experience raising a gender nonconforming 5-year old son.  The blog is well written and shares the funny embarrassing moments.  A good read indeed.  Check it here.

I applaud the writer.  She’s one unique woman.  The stance she took when she realized that her son was not going to be ‘conforming’ to the path little boys takes guts.  She embraced it and encouraged it.  Want to wear a dress to school? Sure, pick one.  Want to come with mommy to get your nails done?  Sure thing little fella.   Me? I plain and simply could. not. do. that.  Sorry, my bad.  Call me bad daddy but bad daddy ain’t down with that!

If one of my little boys were to display a tendency to dress as a girl, I will NOT be allowing it.  At 5 years old, I will call the shots on what he wears (to a point) and it sure isn’t going to be something his female classmates wear.  Bad dad again.  At five years old, he won’t be playing with dolls if daddy could help it.

I know the ‘Let them be what they want as long as they are happy.’  Heard it all but I have to be the Happiness Grinch for a while.  I love my kids and I try to be as open as I could be.  I know I cannot control who they are and what they are going to be.  It’s usually easier for us who don’t have that problem to say stuff like, ‘Oh it’s ok.  There’s nothing wrong with that’  but how would you REALLY feel if your little boy reveal to you his yearnings to be your little girl?

To be quite honest, reading about the C.J (the kid in the blog) wearing a sundress and sporting colored fingernails is hard to get used to.  Maybe I’m just not at that point in my awareness and need some form of counselling…All I can say is, I hope I never have to deal with this because to be truthful, I am not equip with the necessary tools to be able to comfortably accept my 5-year old desire to live like a girl.

C.J is lucky to have a mom like that.  He seems like a sweet and happy little boy with a strong family at his back providing love and support.  As they say, to each his own.

Read this story here about a boy who was raised as a girl because of botched penile surgery and the consequences.  This is also another interesting read, here.

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