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By Andrea Peyser
June 24, 2016
This is the scariest blow facing the cause of transgender indoctrination since Caitlyn Jenner squashed her wrinkly buns into an ivory-colored corset for a cover photo in Vanity Fair magazine.
Openly gay English actor and writer Rupert Everett fired a kill shot at the trans-industrial complex, whose shock troops advance the probable fiction that some people born as boys are permanently, in their hearts and heads, girls, and vice versa.
Rupert said that as a youngster, he believed he was a female trapped in a dude’s body. Then he got over it.
And, he said, Caitlyn should, too.
He thinks that Caitlyn’s transition into a gal — although she retains her man parts — from the former Olympic champion and father of six kids named Bruce, is as much of a mistake as having her Adam’s Apple shaved.
“When she discovered everyone was either a drug addict or a prostitute, she was absolutely horrified,’’ Rupert said, referring to Caitlyn by a politically correct female pronoun. “I don’t think she’s a woman,’’ he told Britain’s The Sunday Times Magazine, digging the metaphorical scalpel into her tender bits.
“She’s a cross-dressing man.’’
In an interview this past weekend that’s bound to shake pre-op transgender activists to their stretched-out pantyhose and empty jock straps,
Rupert, 57, revealed that, from the age of 6 through 14, “I really wanted to be a girl.”
He said that during those formative years, he dressed exclusively in girls’ clothes and, I imagine, urinated while sitting down. Then all that changed.
“Thank God the world of now wasn’t then because I’d be on hormones and I’d be a woman,’’ the decidedly male star of the flick “My Best Friend’s Wedding’’ continued. “After I was 15, I never wanted to be a woman again.’’
Rupert did more than diss a 66-year-old nouveau sex kitten known as “Cait.’’ He called into question everything that’s presented as fact by transgender-rights activists, such as the claim that one’s gender identity is decided for life perhaps even before birth.
I’m not transphobic in the least. But I believe that adults, and adults only, should be able to mess with their genders — although I have a problem with people who bear penises using my bathroom.
Despite the expected backlash he faces on social media, Rupert hit on something that affects many people bullied into silence about the loo, on both sides of The Pond.
The Obama administration, for example, is trying to force anatomical males and lady-parts-bearing females into enjoying the right to use public bathrooms assigned to the gender with which they claim to “identify.’’ Around the United States, potty laws are spreading like magic mushrooms.
The New York City Council is poised to pass a law making all public single-occupancy bathrooms in Gotham available to users regardless of bodily plumbing. Meanwhile, North Carolina faces the threat of losing billions in federal funding in retaliation against its law that bars people with genitals at odds with the “Men’’ and “Women’’ signs from using whichever the hell facilities they damn well please.
To me, Rupert’s is the voice of reason.
Some people labeled me a bigot after I published a column last year decrying the administration of female hormones and puberty blockers to kids, and bashing the proliferation of transgender-themed books and TV shows targeting children as young as age 4!
Rupert said, “The hormone thing, very young, is a big step. I think a lot of children have an ambivalence when they’re very young to what sex they are or what they feel about everyone. And there should be a way of embracing it.”
Rupert Everett may have lost his right to sit at the best tables from London to Hollywood. But his willingness to tell the truth, as he sees it, is not only refreshing, but necessary in these crazy times.