Evidently, March 31st was Transgender Day of Visibility, as celebrated by the president and the Air Force.

Funny, I was under the impression that this has been the Transgender Century of Visibility.

Today is #TransDayofVisiblity--Check out @UnderSecAF Jones talk with Lt. Col. Bree Fram, highest-ranking openly transgender @DeptofDefense officer, about her role as the Deputy Chief of Acquisitions Policies and Process Division for the @SpaceForceDoD.https://t.co/cT1AOZmp4H pic.twitter.com/971RJIgGp6

— U.S. Air Force (@usairforce) March 31, 2022

What little girl didn’t dream of growing up to be in Space Force?

Rather than March 31st, April 1st would be a more appropriate day.

My guess is that the general public simply assumes that all M-to-Fs are poor little sissy boys who were always picked on by the bullies. Indeed, the Trans Age is causally probably linked to the anti-bullying movement of the first decade of this century, which apparently was kicked off by the widespread assumption that the 1999 Columbine massacre was revenge for bullying. (It wasn’t.)

In truth, there are two very different types of M-to-Fs, but almost nobody notices that.

There are the highly effeminate homosexual boys, the drag queens and the like. They tend to be of average IQ or lower IQ and fairly nonwhite. I assume there must be plenty of minor celebrities from this morph — e.g., influencers who move a lot of make-up or whatever — but I almost never hear about them because I’m not interested in the things they are interested in.

When you hear about transgender women of color being murdered a lot, it’s almost always sex workers from this variant.

In contrasted, in logic-powered fields like computer programming, science fiction, special forces, economics, mathematics, etc., you see the occasional member of the other morph: what I call “ex-men,” mostly masculine and heterosexual guys with a transvestite fetish technically known as “autogynephilia.” Rather than be victims of bullies, these guys tend to be huge bullies themselves.

They tend to be above average to brilliant in IQ, white, often Jewish (but maybe not disproportionately to their high IQs), employed in highly male-minded jobs requiring a lot of logical thinking, and generally not nice. They tend to be science fiction fans.

I’ve had to deal with this kind of guy on two separate occasions in my life, and they were all unpleasant personalities, before and after they started wearing dresses. On the other hand, they were ridiculously smart, way smarter than me.

And that’s important because smart people really do have more influence over our culture than dumb people. The horrible problem that our culture is encouraging lots of teenaged girls to have themselves poisoned, mutilated, and sterilized because transgenderism is a fad has a lot to do with very bright ex-men articulating this bogus story. Maybe dad isn’t so sure about his daughter being actually his son, but then he hears Bruce Jenner or the Wachowskis articulating this line of reasoning and, well, maybe his wife and daughter son aren’t as crazy as they seem.

Of course, this Space Force Lt. Col. in a dress is a cliche ex-man, which you can see by reading carefully this Daily Beast article: he was a boy who was obsessed with Star Trek, so he got an engineering degree and grew up to be a guy with a wife and two kids.

Then, when Bree was about 9 or 10, a friend of Fram’s dragged her “kicking and screaming” to watch an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. “And suddenly I wanted to be Geordi La Forge and make the warp drives go,” Fram tells The Daily Beast, laughing. …

Fram did a masters in astronautical engineering, which focused on the design and development of space vehicles, including rockets and satellites, and the communication systems between space and earth. “Star Trek was science fiction. Now it’s a reality. We’ve surpassed the capabilities they envisioned in those days.”

Then came 9/11:

The weekend afterwards, Fram was driving up to see then-girlfriend Peg in Duluth, a two-hour drive, and saw an American flag hanging from an overpass, “something you didn’t see prior to that. I broke down in tears on that drive. By the time, I got to my-now wife’s house, I walked in the door in tears and said, ‘I’m going to join the Air Force.’ …

Now Lieutenant Colonel Bree Fram is an active duty astronautical engineer in the U.S. Space Force, currently assigned to the Pentagon to lead space policy integration for the Department of the Air Force. She is also president of Sparta, the advocacy group supporting trans service-people and trans recruits to the armed forces. …

There is a picture of two space shuttles on landing pads, shrouded in fog. There are also pictures of both her grandfathers, who served in World War II.

You might think that somebody whose true self is female would identify with his grandmothers. But, let me ask you this, did Granny fight in The Big One? I don’t think so.

But he has a cross-dressing sexual fetish and has decided that he’s entitled to make everybody else in the world validate his masturbation fantasy.

Growing up—her father was a lawyer, her mom a housewife—Fram says she was both academic and athletic, outdoors almost as much as playing computer games. …

She still affectionately recalls endless games of capture the flag played around the neighborhood with her friends—many of whom she is still close to today. She had a younger sister and brother, with whom there was “little interaction” when younger, although Fram and her brother still talk about playing games on their Sega Genesis together 25 years ago.

When she was a child, long before her transition, her parents caught the young Fram dressed in women’s clothes. “It was something I didn’t know enough about to really understand who I was at the time, and what it meant to grow up different. I always had this different feeling about me, but couldn’t express it. I was drawn to the feminine. I was Wonder Woman two Halloweens in a row. Through the years I continued to get into my mother’s things. I thought it was something I did, not who I was.

“As a teenager, I wondered if it was sexual, or my identity. Well, everything at that age is sexual, it’s hard to separate. It took me a long time to get to the point of, ‘This is who I am, not what I do.’ I knew I had something that was part of me that was not going away, but also a part of me that I had to hide.”

Fram eventually found books at the library that helped her realize, “Oh my god, there are other people like me out there,” and the she came of age at the advent of the internet and “drew courage from others” whose stories and experiences she found online.

The Internet has really empowered the jerks by letting them find other jerks and encourage each other in their jerkitude.

… For a long time, the only person who knew anything of Fram’s identity [a.k.a., fetish] was her now-wife Peg. …

Changing times has brought changing terminology, Fram says; what was once appropriate at one time is no longer. “For the longest time I considered myself a cross dresser, then that I was gender-fluid,” says Fram. “I look at all this as under the trans umbrella of time. Trans people exist in all sorts of ways. Gender is not binary, nor is gender presentation.”

It wasn’t until 2013/4 that Fram started seeing “transgender” as applying to her, as language and her own presentation evolved. “I thought, ‘That really does fit. Clearly that’s who I am, a trans woman.’

In other words, he decided to do the transgender thing just after I pointed out on this blog in May 2013 that The Establishment was, crazy as it sounds, gearing up to make transsexualism the next big thing after gay marriage.

His wife goes along with it because they have two kids and a mortgage, but she’s pretty depressed much of the time, although she likes to say she’s much happier recently.

This reporter asked how things had been for Peg and the couple’s children.

“You should speak to her. It has not been easy by any means for her,” Fram said. “I’m so thankful for the love, support, and grace that she has shown during this journey. What I have done in my transition and coming out isn’t just about me. It affects her and affects how society views her. Whether or not her identity has changed, the social perception of her changed—in terms of what sort of relationship she is in and in so many other ways. She lost friends and family when I came out. Her parents didn’t speak to her for over a year. Other members of her family have gone for good. She ended up having it far worse than I did.”

But she’s not the important one. I am.

As Lt. Col. Fram suggested, Tim Teeman next spoke to her wife Peg Fram, who candidly discussed her own experience and perspective of their twenty-plus year relationship.

I was 21, Bree was 20, when we met. Three weeks into our relationship, and I will remember this until the day I die, Bree, who was then my boyfriend, said, “I need to tell you something. I’m in love with you.” Oh wow, that’s fast, I thought. And then she told me she liked to dress in women’s clothes. We of course had no idea what it would turn out to be in the long run. Something in me at the time downplayed it, rightly because she didn’t understand it herself. It was something she liked to do on occasion.

In other words, he first told her the thing she most wanted to hear: that he loved her. Then he sprung on her what she really didn’t want to hear.

I think Bree realized more about it than I did, and didn’t tell me for a while what she thought was transgender and what that meant. It was incredibly difficult. I think it wreaked a little havoc on my mental health. …

At the time, she wasn’t passing as a woman. I don’t want that to sound horrible, but understand that at the time I was looking through the lens of someone looking at the male partner she had been with for 7 or 8 years at the time. To me, it seemed obvious that this was a biological man dressed as a woman, and I was so scared someone would hurt her for that. This was the love of my life, the father of my then-one child. I was also scared someone would recognize Bree, and she would lose her job.

At the time I didn’t have a job. I was pregnant with our second child. …

I had kind of guessed Bree was trans in 2011/2012 when she was going out in Denver. She was trying putting on make-up and wearing a wig. I was excited for her to finally be herself, and afraid of what it meant for us. At the moments she pulled back from exploring, I was relieved.

I think for both of us it was around 2011/2012 when we started to realize Bree was transgender, and what that was and what it meant. When Bree finally told me, it was definitely a gut-punch moment. …

You initially feel a terror and deep anger: “How can you do this to me. I don’t know what to do with this information. …

I said, “I can do nothing about this, it’s your decision and choice. I have little or no say in this. It’s what you need to do to be happy.” For a lot of spouses, there is a lot of anger we are afraid to express because we are afraid it makes us seem transphobic or cruel—not to be all forgiving and accepting of what your spouse needs.

We’re not only afraid of hurting them, we’re afraid of how people will perceive us. It sounds bad when you say, “I’m angry for you doing this to me.” So, you push it down, and try and hide it. I know now that it’s healthier to just accept the anger and live through it.

That period was difficult, to see and be with my husband one day, and then all of a sudden Bree was there, and she was very different to my husband in terms of physical mannerisms, and how she reacted to situations. When Bree was around it felt like I was living with another person I didn’t particularly like.

Some days I would wake up and Bree was standing there, talking to me. I felt like I wanted my husband back.

It sounds like being married to Norman Bates.

Of course, hindsight tells me that Bree was exploring what being a woman was like, and the woman she wanted to be. At that time, it felt like I was married to two different people, and every day it seemed another part of my husband had gone.

I suffer from major depressive disorder and anxiety anyway, and I just lived in a pretty unhappy state in those years. It was like a rollercoaster. I’d be down if Bree was around too much, and happy when my husband was there. I also had my second child in that time, and had postpartum depression. For the 18 months after the baby was born, I was where fun went to die.

Around that time, 2012/2013, our marriage had stopped being a marriage. We were more like roommates. I pulled into myself and my children, and kind of abandoned Bree. I could not handle the two parts of my life, and I could not handle Bree. I was also focused on what I perceived to be my failings, not being accepting enough of Bree. …

I started to like Bree a lot more after she came out in 2016, and began to feel more comfortable. She settled into her personality and mannerisms, and her emotional response to things seemed to even out.

The article never explains what medical interventions this guy had, if any. But I could well imagine that putting him on estrogen would make his less of a giant prick. For example, the Unabomber, a math prodigy, had bad autogynephilia and was going to demand a sex change, but then he chickened out and decided to go live in a hut and mail bombs. Maybe if he’d been castrated he wouldn’t have killed those people?

“I’m not going to leave her. We have kids, a marriage, a mortgage, a life.”

Somebody needs to explain to the adolescent girls of America that these individuals that our society is celebrating are not worthy role models, that in reality they tend to be self-centered nasty pieces of work.

But just about everybody is scared to, because, trust me, you really don’t want the Ted Kaczynski types angry at you.

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