I was sitting out on a friend’s front stoop yesterday, waiting for him to come home. It was a sunny afternoon in the Haight. My friend’s place is on Waller, one of the residential streets just off of Haight. As I was sitting there, various people passed by. Some walking dogs, some walking kids, some chatting. I’d been there about 15 minutes when this conversation passed by:
The Guy: 20- or 30-something, white (appearing), hipster clothing, short brown hair, one-week beard, at least six feet tall, broad-shouldered and thin-waisted, man. Walking a bicycle.
His friends: Similar age, coloring, and dress. A small-build woman and a shorter, slender man. Without bicycles.
The Guy: …I don’t see why someone else’s opinion of their gender should trump my own! I’ve seen cock. When I see a cock, I call it a man!…
Thankfully, I they passed by and I didn’t have to hear any more than that.
I’m amazed (but not really surprised) that people still say shit like that. So unabashedly.
Quite a blatant reminder that we’ve still got a long way to go on queer rights and acceptance.