Julie Burchill on Transmania

Daniel Radcliffe owes his fame and fortune to J. K. Rowling. You see, Radcliffe shot to stardom by playing Harry Potter in a series of movies based on Rowling’s books.

And yet, Radcliffe has failed to support Rowling in her war with the trans community. As you know, Rowling counts among the most prominent proponents of biological gender, and among the most prominent antagonists of the trans world. In truth, she is one of the few writers who is too important to cancel.

So, Radcliffe has chosen to support trans children. And the inimitable Julie Burchill has a few words to say about that. As you might have guessed Burchill sides with Rowling on these issues. No one pushes Julie Burchill around.

She offers this:

But there’s a reason that children don’t have the same rights as adults – why they can’t get a tattoo, have sex, get married, buy alcohol, fight / die for their country or drive a car. It’s because they don’t know who they are or what they’re doing yet.

Burchill has no sympathy with those who believe in mutilating children. And she points out that in once-Great Britain half of those who were referred for trans counseling were children:

…  somehow it’s fine for 15-year-olds to become guinea pigs for medical transitioning. Half of the 5,000 children referred to the NHS’ Tavistock clinic from 2020 to 2022 were under 15 – and over a dozen were under four years old. This is despite the fact that teenagers’ brains are still growing. Unless they swallow gender ideology, of course – then the brain growth stops and they stay stupid.

Why does the trans rights community hate Burchill and Rowling? Because these women refuse to accept a lie as the truth:

Trans-rights activists hate our side because they’ve failed to force us to lie. The words they expect us to use are designed to spread untruths. ‘Genderfluid’ sounds lovely, for instance. It’s what my teenage idol David Bowie was being when he shagged around like a sailor on shore leave one day, and wore a dress the next.

She continues:

We find the idea of needing external validation for one’s identity pathetic. We didn’t need it from our parents; we certainly wouldn’t have wanted it from building societies to beer brands, as the softies do today. And as for the poor old whirling mum (trying her best!), today she’d be marched off to the Pronoun Police for not immediately identifying which one of the 72 BBC-approved genders her indecisive offspring was on that particular day. Boy or girl? How dare you limit my potential – today I’m otherkin!

An interesting point. Why are trans people so obsessed with persuading others to accept the lie. And why do they not believe that self-definition is sufficient:

If you go and get sterilised before you can vote, you’re not going to be genderfluid, which sounds like being a mermaid cavorting atop a unicorn. If you’re a young woman having your primary- and secondary-sex characteristics eviscerated, you’re not going to have much in the way of fluids at all – you will be scarred and desiccated instead. If you’re going the other way, you will most likely keep hold of your precious male genitalia (less than five per cent of transwomen actually have the chop). Perhaps you’ll become a big bully in too much blusher yelling at lesbians to suck your lady-dick. 

As for the talentless Radcliffe, Burchill offers a final putdown:

But if it wasn’t for Rowling, it’s highly likely that the most creative job he’d be doing would be drawing hearts on coffee foam.

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