I have not wanted to blog at this blog anymore. “Bugbrennan” has been more effective beyond what I had intended when I started this effort a few years ago. Go ahead. Google it. Google “me.” You will see how awful I am, how much of an antagonist I have been.

I am the most transphobic person in the world, apparently. Also fat, ugly, unloveable, unfuckable, etc.

Being an antagonist, disrupting the conversation around gender identity was the point, of course.  And when I finished what I wanted to do, I put this blog to bed, and I started another blog.

But nothing beats the allure of BUGBRENNAN, who with a single comment on a Facebook post can kill the identities of Men around the world.

That’s a lot of power you gave me. Thanks!

Anyway, since you are still paying attention, I figured I would pop in to make a point about definitions.

Definitions. You know, what words mean. So, for example, when I am at Denny’s and I order a Moons Over My Hammy, I expect to get this:

Because that’s what a Moons Over My Hammy is.

I would be pissed off if I got this:

Not that I don’t appreciate a wheat grass shot – it’s just when I am at Denny’s, I want Moons Over My Hammy.

Every day, we speak using language. Some of us speak English, some Spanish, most of us speak Chinese. But whatever language we speak, we use words and those words have definitions. This is how we communicate ideas and understand one another.

This.

Makes.

Sense.

Another example – after being told to “Die In A Fire” literally hundreds of times, one of you depraved people actually sets me on fire. I, being on fire, yell to my loved ones (because God knows you wouldn’t help me, as you want me to Die in A Fire)”Bring me a fire extinguisher.”

A fire extinguisher is a specific object with a specific meaning, performing a specific function. It is what one needs to put out a fire. I would die if you brought me an Apple or a Banana, even if you called it a fire extinguisher.

Words mean things.

Our GLBTGOFUCKYOURSELF community is obsessed with not defining things, with breaking down what words mean, with erasing barriers and borders. This is fine *in theory.* It’s fine in theory to talk about how words limit us. They do. That’s part of the deal. We have mere human words to define things, and in return, I get a Moons Over My Hammy when I order it.

The alternative to defining things is not defining things.  That is, words mean whatever you say they mean, and God forbid if you try to define words. Defining words is bigotry. This neat Jedi Mind Trick was used very effectively in the run up to the marriage equality movement, where GLBTWTF activists succeeded beyond all imagination in convincing everyone that people who define marriage as “One Man, One Women” are bigots. Never mind that that is what marriage meant – for better or for worse (ha, see what I did there) – for centuries. Using words as defined makes you a bigot – and we all know what happens to bigots.

For what it’s worth, I think people who oppose marriage equality may or may not be bigots. It does not necessarily matter to me to demonize these people. They lost a political battle. Part of the reason they lost this political battle is because of propaganda that changed the definition of marriage.

Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy propaganda, I’ve deployed it, it is useful. But it’s propaganda. It’s not reflective of reality; it creates a new one.

This same propaganda is now used against Lesbians, to tell us that we are bigots for understanding that Lesbians are female homosexuals. This is transphobia. This is wrong. This is “cissexism.”

Indeed, USING WORDS CORRECTLY IS A FORM OF BIGOTRY.

I have seen this over and over from liberals, who say things like this:

I wouldn’t let a man define what it means to be a lesbian for me, so I will not let another woman define it either.*

The woman who wrote these brain-dead words, like many many many many many other people who have grabbed hold to the Queer GLBTGOFUCKOFF Movement, has bought this idea that defining things is bad.

It really doesn’t matter that she has a personal feeling about what a Lesbian is. Go enjoy your personal feelings. Yey! But a Lesbian is actually a female homosexual. That’s what the word means.

Yes, this definition upsets a lot of Men because it excludes them. And yes, it’s wholly ironic that brain dead liberals like this woman won’t let a Man define what Lesbian means, unless that Man is a Woman who says he’s a Lesbian.

But it really doesn’t matter how you *personally* define things. Words have meaning BEYOND YOU. That is how we are able to speak to one another and communicate ideas. This is the point of language. If we all had our own personal language where none of use the same words, or mean the same things when we use the same words, we cannot communicate.

And this is exactly what is happening now in the GLBT Movement and beyond. The GLBT Movement is using language in ways that go beyond commonly understood definitions because, in fact, the GLBT Movement is doing the same Jedi Mind Trick they did with “marriage” to Lesbian.

Lesbian is no longer a “female homosexual;” it’s “whatever you feel it is.”

This non-definition/redefinition/subjective definition has consequences for Women, because if you cannot name something, if you cannot establish who is in and who is out, you cannot protect yourself, you cannot establish boundaries, you cannot say no.

How is this not rape culture?

Dick is a dick is a dick is a dick.

Even when you call it a girl cock.

And Men are not Lesbians.

And your personal desire not to want to define words does not trump the fact that billions on the people use language everyday to communicate the idea of what a “Lesbian” is, what a “Woman” is, what a “Man” is.

You can start calling a Man a Woman all you like; Women will come up with a different word to distinguish the “Women” with penises” from the Women with vaginas.  And Lesbians will come up with a different word to communicate that we do not want relationships with Males.

I think about the Sneetches a lot…

We do this because definition matters. Without definition, without words, without the power of naming, Women cannot speak to each other and about our oppression.

Some might say this is precisely the point of the GLBT Movement – to derail Women and our conversations, our speech, our movement, our liberation.

I would not say that is wrong. Neither would Mary Daly.

* Here is a variation on this theme:

Who knows what a woman is? I sure don’t.

HERE’S A CLUE – A WOMAN IS AN ADULT HUMAN FEMALE. IT IS NOT HARD.

SAY THE WORDS.