Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Pronouns

I guess I am just old, but I am baffled by the alphabet soup of the world today. LGBTQIA+…… WXYZ…..I can’t keep track of all of it.

A pet peeve (remember, I’m old and cranky) is the pre-announcement of one’s pronouns. Name tags reading “he/him/his” or “she/her/hers” or the one I cannot comprehend, “they/them/theirs”. Sephora recently ran an ad campaign listing pronouns: they, she, ze, he, xe. Ze? Xe? How did “he” fall so far down the list? How did “they” top the list? This all makes my head hurt. How about “me”? I am me. Not a pluralized group of one. Not some new configuration of letters that mean nothing.

The HRC business cards all have the pronouns written on them. If I had an HRC business card, mine would read “Pronouns: whatever makes YOU comfortable.” I want any interaction to be natural and fluid. I don’t want to make someone uncomfortable trying to call me this or that. Yes, I do understand that I am probably unusual in this regard, but the fact that you and I are having a conversation and you may refer to me as “he” shouldn’t bother me, it doesn’t bother me. We’re conversing, interacting, accepting each other, good enough for me. Being kind to each other, that is my goal. Being properly labeled, personally I could care less. I do have a male voice.

I have often chided friends by telling them to “look at me, don’t listen to me” when referring to me.

As you may have read here, the word “she” is indeed powerful, but to me it’s another complement along the way. She = affirmation. He = an acceptance of who I am and that it’s okay that I am who I am, dressed as I am. They = a group of people, not one person.

It’s not a pronoun, but the other day I went to Piece Unique (Cleveland girls, go there!). I was talking with the darling woman who owns the place about my addiction to women’s clothing. I confessed that I owned at least 110 dresses. She said “girl, you need to get rid of some of those!”. Girl…….she said something that she didn’t even think about, forgot the moment she said it. Me, I was uplifted, included, accepted, loved. Anyway……

Now let me chase those damn kids off my lawn.



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