I WISH I could be there when Education Secretary Bridget Phillipson unwraps her Christmas prezzies.
I sent her a drawing I made of a penis.
It had written underneath: “This is a penis, Bridget. Women don’t have them. If you see somebody with one of these things trying to get into a women’s changing room, then stop them. Because they are what we call ‘men’.”
I think she’ll like it. She’ll certainly find it very instructive and helpful in her work.
I also tried to draw a cervix but sadly drawing isn’t my strong point.
I could also have pointed out that if someone’s trying to get into a female lavatory and they don’t have a cervix, stop them too.
Men don’t have cervixes — despite the fact that at the height of woke the NHS was sending cervical screening advice to blokes in wigs.
Or I could have pointed out that there’s another way to tell women from men — a quite infallible one.
It’s that men have an XY chromosome and women have an XX chromosome.
This is what science tells us. And nobody really worried very much about it until the madness descended upon us all 15 years ago.
In April this year, the Supreme Court handed down a verdict which should have put a stop to the nonsense invented by transgender activists.
That you don’t have to be biologically female to be a woman.
That you can be a woman if you WANT to be a woman. No matter what sex you are.
It was always an absurdity, of course. As the famous feminist Germaine Greer once put it: “I’ve asked my doctor to give me long ears and liver spots and I’m going to wear a brown coat but that won’t turn me into a f***ing cocker spaniel.”
Thank you for that clarity, Germaine — quite right.
And the Supreme Court decided that when it came down to it, biological sex was the determinant of whether you are male or female.
Just as we’ve known for kinda 20,000 years — even if it did come as a shock to some members of the Labour Party.
Such as Sir Keir Starmer, for example. He once said it was “very wrong” to suggest that only women have cervixes.
You absolute ass, Starmer. Just parroting the activist line to keep your idiotic party happy
Rod Liddle
You absolute ass, Starmer. Just parroting the activist line to keep your idiotic party happy.
Even he, though, changed his mind (he quite often does that, doesn’t he?). When the Supreme Court decision came through, he welcomed it for the “clarity” it gave to the whole business.
Bridget, though, still seems to be terribly confused about it all. Hence, my Christmas gift to her.
She has delayed for months and months issuing advice to all of our institutions and corporations on the correct way to proceed, based on the Supreme Court decision.
But despite being told that she MUST issue a code of conduct, by the Equality and Human Rights Commission, Phillipson refuses to act. She says it is a more “nuanced” business than it seems.
No, it isn’t, Bridget. It’s very straightforward. It’s biological sex that determines whether you’re a man or a woman. Not the fact you’ve had your todger chopped off and put some lippy on and are demanding everyone calls you Loretta.
What a load of cock and bull. People can tell the difference between a three-year-old boy and a grown adult male
Rod Liddle
Phillipson says the law as determined by the Supreme Court might make it impossible for women to take their toddler boys into female changing rooms — at a swimming pool, for example.
What a load of cock and bull. People can tell the difference between a three-year-old boy and a grown adult male.
There is no real problem there, is there? There never was.
And so we have a case where the NHS, for example, is still allowing trans women (or “men”, as we should more properly call them) into female-only wards. Much to the discomfort of the real female patients.
There are plenty of woke idiots in the NHS determined to flout the law.
And Bridget seems just as determined to help them.
In Bridget’s world, anybody can be anything they want
Rod Liddle
She is doing this because she is incapable of accepting reality. She cleaves to a belief system based on the make-believe. We might call it a “post-truth” belief system. In Bridget’s world, anybody can be anything they want.
I’m sure somewhere inside she knows this is an utter absurdity. But she can’t bring herself to admit it. And so she perpetuates a falsehood, a lie.
I spoke to the outgoing boss of the Equality and Human Rights
Commission, Baroness Falkner. She was very clear about why Phillipson’s department hadn’t issued the code of practice. It’s not incompetence, she told me — it’s politics.
Phillipson doesn’t want to fess up that what she’d believed in — or claimed to believe in — all along was rubbish. But it’s part of a package of idiocies that Labour and other left-wing loons subscribe to — idiocies which are demonstrably false.
That, for example, there is no link between Islam and Islamist terror attacks.
That the numbers of immigrants allowed into our country in recent years hasn’t had an impact on housing, education or crime figures.
That Britain has a colonial past of which it should be deeply ashamed, whereas every other culture is marvellous.
That those Muslim rape gangs don’t really need investigating at all because it’s not a cultural thing.
And Phillipson and others cling to this stuff because to deny it would kind of destroy everything in which they mistakenly believe.
I hope that when Bridget opens her present she studies my diagram very carefully and maybe pins it up on her office wall.
It seems strange, doesn’t it, that a grown woman in an important government position could be so ignorant about basic matters of science.
But that’s Bridget for you. Still clinging on to her land of make-believe.
To the detriment of women — real women — the length and breadth of the UK.
MY favourite comment of the week came from the independent MP Rupert Lowe.
He was talking about those Palestine Action prisoners who are on hunger strike.
Left wingers have been urging Justice Secretary David Lammy to intervene.
“And do what, exactly,” asked Lowe, “order them some pizza?”
Quite.
What these young middle-class luxury Hamas groupies don’t understand is this.
They are far from being the only people imprisoned who believe they were treated unjustly.
And it’s just bad luck for them that public patience with the keffiyeh-clad student morons screaming about Gaza ran out at about the time the first shots were fired at Bondi Beach.
DO you remember the Beachy Head Lady? This was the remains of a woman who died when the Romans ran the gaff here.
One of the researchers jabbered to the Press that she was probably black.
She or he had not the slightest whit of evidence for this. Just thought they’d do a bit of political grandstanding.
Anyway, the BBC and all the liberals jumped on it. Behold – Britain’s first ever black person!
A plaque was erected to commemorate Beachy Head Lady’s life.
Then some tests were done and the scientists thought she might be from Cyprus. The plaque got taken down – ’cos you don’t get commemorated if you’re a Cypriot.
Now the final tests have been done. She wasn’t black. She wasn’t from Cyprus. She was from . . . Eastbourne.
I suppose the race-obsessed liberals are all sobbing now.
Never mind, you poppets.
You can always tell yourselves that she IDENTIFIED as being black.
