I Secretly Hate Alok Vaid-Menon
I don’t know them at all
100% of my rules to hate them
But I just fucking do!
They actually inspired me
To start doing all of this
Because –like me
They insist on themselves.
To me, they do this–
“I’m non-binary and I’m gonna
Go out into the world into a dress
And make everybody change their ideas of gender
Because of myself”
So I thought to myself
“I can do that, too!”
Just my way
No tours, no photoshoots
No press packets or media
Just me actually being nonbinary
And talking about it
And without any desire
To sensationalize it further
Because to me
It’s all already–
Being born female
And transitioning to male
Is sensation enough, don’t you think?
Do I really need to make my gender
All about me?
Would a Becky photoshoot
Really help with anything?
Would that make my followers happy?
Or would it make myself happy, my own ego
My own little website that generates flattery
Wouldn’t that be a dream, alas
I don’t think that helps anyone
Well, at least–anyone but me
I don’t view gender as a narcissistic celebration of self–
I view it as a celebration of what I admire in others
I would sooner take a photo
Of every manboob I ever see
And make a montage of mantit-gallery
Than make a gallery of me
For the world to critique
I would rather crowdsource
Information than money, and I would rather
Be my authentic self, which is
Not much of spectacle, honestly.
Nothing about being trans, to me–
Is attention seeking. You get enough attention
Just from being.