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Friday, 13 May 2016
As far as I am aware, in the USA it is now legally OK for men dressed as women, to use women's public loos.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but if I was to wear a long wig, stuff a couple of socks up my jumper, and wear high heels, I would be perfectly within my rights to enter a Ladies 'restroom'. In fact one US state which refused to accept this new ruling (North Carolina?) was threatened with withdrawal of certain Federal funding if they didn't follow suite.
Personally I find this all rather odd. Whereas one has sympathies with genuine cases of gender realignment, one certainly wouldn't sympathise with the few weirdos who will no doubt test the ruling by doing what I suggest above.
Do American women really want this new Federal law; maybe it was pushed through by a bunch of men who simply want access to women's loos. Are American women OK with this?
Where will the law draw the line? Who will be on hand to decide if someone is a genuine transgender person, or just dressing-up for a laugh? Will women dressed as men have to right to use the 'Gents'?
Maybe we are seeing the emergence of the Uni-Sex US Loo.
It’s dawn over Trelawnyd.
The sky looks like one *Turner *would have painted with big clouds tinged
with pink and blue.
I’ve just taken *Dorothy *outside...
23 hours ago
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