Politically, I am slightly to left of Karl Marx. However, that does not mean that I buy into every currently fashionable prepackaged set of opinions.
I do not go for this insane notion that you can decide what gender you are.
If you have a penis, and/or a Y chromosome, you are a MAN. You cannot change that by ‘identifying as a woman’. Doesn’t work that way. What you want to be doesn’t override biology.
If you ‘identify’ as a bird, and then jump off of the Space Needle, will you fly off?
If you are a guy, and want to dress up in women’s clothing, carry a purse, and wear makeup — I have NO PROBLEM with that. It’s your life, and you’re not hurting anybody. It’s none of my business. Frankly, I don’t fucking care. I can’t run my own life, let alone yours.
However, if I wind up dating you, under the impression that you are a woman, get to the finale, and find a penis, I am going to be FURIOUS. I will physically eject you from my apartment, with your clothes right behind you. Get dressed in the hallway.
Other than that scenario, it doesn’t affect my life, at all. Why can’t people mind their own business?