Everybody has heard the poem or something like it attributed to Martin Niemöller.
First they came for the transes, but I wasn’t trans, and in any case I’d been bombarded with nazi garbage for years and lost both my humanity and ability to think critically for myself and they deserve it anyway toilets are the last safe haven for any woman.
Something like that. Far-right nutters used to solemnly quote the poem a few years ago. Every time one of their number was martyred by Twitter for repeatedly breaking the terms and conditions they had agreed to when signing up for the account. Sometimes they had to rely on columns in national newspapers to get their message across. Fortunately for their plight, they were rescued by a billionaire who does nazi salutes.
Trans was just the starter anyway. There is a bigger prize. The Supreme Court is going to have another look at the question of gay marriage, in order to see if it is still commensurate with the modern world and its values.
The far-right are already designing vectors to blame transes for what is going to happen, rather than the people who are in charge and making the decisions. It’s always somebody else’s fault, that’s what it means when you take personal responsibility so seriously.
It’s all going to end very badly, obviously, but who is next? Or at what point will it stop?