You rearrange me till I’m sane

The thing about mental illness is that it can get steadily worse if it’s not confronted and dealt with. Not always, some people just stay in the same state, but it’s true for enough people that cures are constantly being looked for.

Most of the time nowadays that means drugs plus possibly psychological work, but a distant relative of mine just had electroshock therapy the other day, which sounds surprising since it gained a justifiably awful reputation in the 20th century. However, in limited circumstance it can still work.

However, there is another approach and that’s the idea of curing mental illness via surgery, and it has a surprisingly long history, as this article in Human Events notes:

In the late 19th century, the female reproductive system was thought to be the cause of a range of mental disorders afflicting women. Thousands of mostly young women had their perfectly healthy uteri and/or ovaries removed as a supposed cure for their mental distress.

In the early 1900s, surgical bacteriology was popular. This stemmed from the belief that mental illness was caused by diseased parts of the body. Between 1920 and 1930, Dr Henry Cotton, director of the New Jersey State Lunatic Asylum, removed over 11,000 teeth. If the patient didn’t recover, he’d continue his quest, removing their tonsils, spleen, stomach or colon. Cotton wasn’t just some crank experimenting on his patients; he was well-respected and seen as a leader in his field. He eventually suspected himself of going mad and had his own teeth removed.

And of course anybody who ever saw the movie, One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, will be aware of the procedure of lobotomy:

In the 1940s, this was a groundbreaking new procedure, so widely celebrated that its inventor, Antonio Egas Moniz was awarded the Nobel Prize for its invention in 1949. At the time, those suffering from severe mental illnesses like schizophrenia were condemned to being locked up in mental asylums where the conditions were horrific. Lobotomies seemed to be the humane option, and Walter Freeman, the doctor who brought the procedure to the US, played down the negative effects and grossly exaggerated the benefits.

I’d forgotten that none other than one of JFK’s sisters had this procedure – which fucked her up for life.

So yes, dear readers, the recent explosion in the practice of cutting off breasts, penises and testicles, and crafting artificial vaginas and penises, plus all the drugs to convince the body that it’s the opposite sex, all to “cure” the mental condition of gender dysphoria, has a long pedigree of horror.

Actually, so does the Trans stuff, as this poor bastard discusses in, The ‘Sex Change’ I Had 40 Years Ago Was A Scam, Not Medicine:

Every step I took to identify as a female did not make me a female but devaluated me as a man, father, and husband. Each step dehumanized my male body and identity. So-called gender-affirming treatment destroyed my life and relationships, as well as those of my family. The same thing is happening to people today, except at younger ages. I know. I get their emails.

In the decades following my surgery, instead of the “gender” industry dying out, it has run rampant — devaluing, dehumanizing, and destroying thousands of lives. When I fell for the scam, the patients were exclusively adult men. Today, the industry targets vulnerable adolescents of both sexes influenced by the emotional and physical throes of puberty, who can’t be expected to grasp the long-term consequences, such as infertility, bone density loss, and heart problems.

To be fair there are people who are happy with their sex change – I worked with a couple of trans-woman in America in the 1990’s – but they were adult men who had given it a lot of careful thought first, including living “as a woman” (dresses, makeup, etc) first.

And all those other past surgeries are now considered not just failures, but barbaric ones. I’d like to think that by 2030 the Trans stuff will be as well, even with it “running rampant” in the last decade. Certainly some of the medical community are already having second thoughts:

The U.K.’s largest pediatric gender clinic has been accused in a new book of medicalizing teens with comorbidities, including more than a third of patients who showed signs of “moderate to severe” autism.

The book, “Time to Think: The Inside Story of the Collapse of the Tavistock’s Gender Service for Children” by BBC Newsnight journalist Hannah Barnes, alleges that the the Tavistock Clinic, an NHS facility in the U.K. officially called the Gender Identity Development Service (GIDS), ignored evidence that 97.5% of children seeking chemical and surgical sex reassignment services had autism, depression, or other problems that may have explained their unhappiness. 

“Some staff feared they could be unnecessarily medicating autistic children,” Barnes wrote.

The pressure on the medical stuff was immense:

Barnes also chronicled how the transgender charity Mermaids put huge pressure on the clinic to refer children for drugs at a younger age and to recommend surgery. One clinician said they would be “absolutely attacked by Mermaids for just trying to stop and think with children.”

Remember this the next time you read of a story where the parents were confronted with the toxic argument: “Would you rather have a dead son than a live daughter”, or its mirror image – and that too is a myth:

The most thorough follow-up of sex-reassigned people—extending over 30 years and conducted in Sweden, where the culture is strongly supportive of the transgendered—documents their lifelong mental unrest. Ten to 15 years after surgical reassignment, the suicide rate of those who had undergone sex-reassignment surgery rose to 20 times that of comparable peers.

This is not just down to medical people but lay enablers, such as the ones Danusha Goska ran into, A Past Conversation Haunts Me:

We were in Sol and Miriam’s sprawling home. Two panels of windows to our left and right looked out on gardens, foxes, and deer. Above us rose a cathedral ceiling. Across from me, at the same heavy wooden table, sat Sol. The man who never stopped smiling suddenly had the facial expression of Inspector Javert closing in on Jean Valjean. This new scowl frightened me“We have some news to share with you,” Sol said.

Was someone dying? I wondered.

“Colleen is becoming a boy. From now on, we are to refer to Charles using the pronouns ‘he, him, his.’”

Colleen? Why was Sol ordering me to care about Colleen? I’d only ever met Colleen a couple of times, and I’d never given her much thought. What I write here are fleeting impressions resurrected from encounters that, had THE conversation never taken place, I would have just forgotten.

Read the whole thing, especially her observations of “Colleen”.

Tavistock has closed of course, following on the heels of Sweden, which famously pioneered sex changes in the late 1950’s, but where new strict limits are now being imposed.

Meanwhile in America their solution is the timeless use of lawsuits, where de-transitioning young people are going after the medical people who failed them so badly.

And the LBG community is starting to fight back against the cuckoos in their nest. Today’s events in Auckland bring to mind a 2019 post I did, Violence and Language (ha ha, Lesbians, Who dat?)

“As a migrant and lesbian who was born in a totalitarian state it was really shocking to come to the Scottish Pride, where we carried a banner ‘Lesbian visibility’, and be shouted at, by a group of mostly male white teenagers with the transgender flags, that we need to be ‘fucked’, ‘ashamed’ and ‘get the fuck out’.

I am not sure what this Pride is supposed to represent, but what I experienced was very simple and uncovered misogyny – and a specific misogyny towards homosexual women who dare to define and defend their sexuality without men telling us what it should be – clearly sanctioned by the Pride organisers.” 

It can’t happen fast enough, especially when you consider how brutal the Trans-Woman are getting with real woman, like “Chloe” who is now smashing female track records in the American university sport system:

He had no trouble whatsoever with his competition, which was made up of actual girls, and “Chloe” seemed to revel in how easy it all was. The Breitbart report adds that “a video of the race shows Barnes easily running far ahead of the natural-born girls he is competing against, allowing his teammates to stay safely in the lead for the race.”
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“Chloe” is hardly magnanimous in victory. His message to those who might still have the temerity to regard his presence on what is supposed to be the girls’ team as an affront to genuine women, as well as to fairness, decency, and common sense? Defiance and contempt: “Deal with it,” Chloe taunted the losers of the culture war. “Just deal with it.”

Like his compatriot asshole,  Lia Will Thomas, there is no shame, let alone magnanimity:

“That was so easy, I was cruising…I’m proud of my times, my ability to keep swimming and to continue competing. And they’re suited up times. I’m happy with them and my coaches are happy with them,” 

These men don’t sound oppressed in any way whatsoever. Neither does this guy:

Jeffrey Marsh, the self-described non-binary TikTok personality, openly engages in this kind of grooming. He encourages children to go “no contact” with their parents if their families don’t support their identity. It’s not in dispute that he does this regularly. There are many videos of him saying just that. He also makes videos for “kids only,” or asks parents to stop listening and let the kids have the device.

A Muslim comedian named Shumirun Nessa made several TikTok videos exposing Marsh’s behavior. All she did was expose what Marsh himself had put out there and ask why this man is encouraging minors to join a private Patreon group where Marsh said they could talk more freely. Someone posted one of Marsh’s private videos on Patreon that he encourages kids to access, and it’s about sex with his husband.

The retaliation of his Trans group – plus Marsh’s triumphant crowing about it – perfectly aligns with what happened to Parker in Auckland:

“I just got an email saying — pretty much a threat, saying they know where I live. And what scares me the most is they have got my daughters’ details on the email, like what time I leave to drop them off and pick them up,” said Nessa. “My daughters are now involved in this. Some of you might know that my car was damaged in this whole thing … I’m done. I don’t want to do anything. I’m not going to talk about Jeffrey Marsh. I’ve deleted everything, removed it … please don’t come to my house. You get on with your life and I’ll get on with mine.”

His life will involve more child grooming.