Yes, there are wistfully confused times
when boys wish they had a womb and girls
long for a phallus, the former to create not
merely procreate, and the latter to exude the
confidence of physicality. These perplexing
whims as the young learn to grow into their
character life roles are not shared by nature
whose blueprint was to divide humanity into
separate yet linked destinies in a harmony of
male and female, each complementing the other
with the end purpose of survival as a species.
Yet the social order has undergone a strange
paroxysm of re-alignment whereby that
sometimes-uncertainty is celebrated and
encouraged no longer merely countenanced
while other elements of society declared there are
no performance differentials between genders
assigning women to professions once solely
occupied by males, although males are far less
likely to direct themselves to roles tethered
in a more conformist era to females. The
world is teetering on the edge of a starkly
unhappy revolution, the mystique of gender
opposites in their attraction deposed, withering.
Whatever makes them happy nature dejectedly
mumbles, like any good mother anxious to
see her offspring happy. Are you happy now?
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