Gender Neutrality Gaining Numbers

The gender neutrality crowd believes that eliminating boy-girl differences from the human equation will somehow create more evolved beings. Though there is no scientific proof to this effect. It just feels right. When you really fucking hate men and their balls, sometimes that’s enough.

Women have unique powers. Men the same. To create the genetic superior, you merge the two forces. You don’t strip each of their unique strengths and select the null set between them. Have you never read a fucking comic book? According to Yahoo, which takes telecommuting moms and dubs them subject matter experts, the new trend in baby names are those without single gender connotation. Your baby is in fact a single gender, but don’t let that tidbit derail your mission to change the world with entirely superficial gestures.

Millennials are an open-minded and accepting group, and they don’t want their children to feel pressured to conform to stereotypes that might be restrictive.

You’d hate for your child to conform to such things as a job or self-sufficiency or an inkling of the engineering the Chinese kids with gender positive names will use to destroy us. Your progressive thinking will serve Quinn, Reese, River, Avery and Parker well when they all prove to have the minds of Einstein, the heart of Mother Theresa, and the fortitude of Hercules. Though on the off-chance your special flowers fall back within two standard deviations of the pack, you’re raising a generation of mumbo jumbo HatchKids who will still be living with you at thirty and holding Change.org petition signing parties.

Beyond the spectacle of Miley Cyrus and Caitlin Jenner, gender neutrality is a cover to assail masculinity. This is not a constructive mission, this is a tear down. Trying to turn girls into boys largely failed the feminist movement. Turning boys into girls on the other hand is a stratagem with exciting possibility. Contain them, drug them, and convince them that their dick appendages are curses. Never send to know for whom the bells tolls, Peyton, it tolls for thee.