Did you happen to run across this story this past week? A violent attack on a transgendered woman in a McDonald's of all places. For using the women's bathroom. Only one person tried to intervene and she got socked in the face. I can't tell you how sick this makes me. And how nervous.
I got my Mother's Day wish and went dress shopping with my son on Sunday. Now, I would have thought it would be the perfect day for it. All the heathens and agnostics shop on Sunday and the goody-goodies are in church. But there was that very awkward decision of which dressing room to go in? Take dresses into the men's? Would they let him? Could he face the stares-- or worse?
He decided not to try anything on at one busy store. We went to another store just before closing and found an unmanned dressing room. We snuck in-- me carrying the dresses-- and he tried them on. Holy hell! He's a very handsome man. It's gonna take a whole lotta work to make him a decent looking woman.
He brought up the question of the restroom. He will be wearing this in Vegas and, being a human, he will be needing to pee at some point. Will he get flack for using the men's room? He is still very much a man even when wearing a dress, wig and makeup. I would hope that there is more acceptance in Sin City than in Utah. Or anywhere else for that matter. But it chills me to know that he will be out in a world with so many people who think nothing of using violence when dealing with things they don't understand. I'm going to be like the woman who intervened. We need to watch out for each other's kids.