Transgressing
In But Would That Still Be Me?, contemporary moral philosopher Anthony Appiah asks: if someone, person X, gets a sex change (by which I mean genital reassignment surgery and hormone therapy), are they still the same person they were before the sex change?
1916
It’s 1916. It is likely early in the morning, or so you assume, though you didn’t get any sleep last night so it is hard to tell. Regardless, it’s always hard to tell what time it is, that is, if you can even remember that time is passing at all. It’s the feeling you get when everything around you just seems completely surreal.
So That’s Why Some People Have a Prejudice
My best friend’s mom is a lesbian.
I’ve known both of them my entire life so I never thought anything of it. They were just like every other family. Or at least that’s what I thought.
Liberating. Understanding. Hidden.
Deeper in me. Feel me. Free me. I’m not a liar, but sometimes I just get out of control. And I have to ask myself, is it my fault? Maybe.
But I’m not alone. Well, not always. Certainly not last night. Not this morning either. I am now, but it’s cool. It was just one morning. One night. It will probably happen again. The same way.
A Delicate Balance
The state of our environment hangs in a delicate balance. A once flourishing planet has been obviously replaced by a polluted, factory-filled wasteland. Just look around you. Look around a modern, urbanized city. Watch the news, listen to the reports, read the newspaper; environmentalists, activists and politicians alike are screaming to be heard: “Our environment is in a critical state.”
