Matt Walsh Is Not A Man. He Is An Animate Douchebag


On Monday, a douchebag with the strange ability to communicate words via the internet to over 74,000 other animate douchebags showed exactly why all the talk of transgender tipping points and larger social acceptance of trans are, to me, overstated. It is nice to think that as the media is friendlier, so goes the nation. But this is not always the case. We can point to science and years of documented study, but animate douchebags such as Matt Walsh can simply negate all that by telling thir audiences what they believe to be true, despite all evidence to the contrary.

And here we have a question of rights. Do the douchebags have the right to believe we are as they say we are? Do I have the right to believe that Matt Walsh is not a human being at all, but a vaginal cleanser storage device capable of communicating irrational thought? I suppose we all have the right to believe as we will. But then we get to the question of acting on our beliefs. For instance, Matt Walsh wants society to negate us, deny our identities and consign us to suffer outside of what I suppose are a douchebag’s version of eyes. That’s his belief and he would ask people to act on it.

So if I believe him to be a spent piece of used trash, should I be able to throw him into a landfill and bury him with all the rest of societal refuse? As Matt Walsh is a douchebag (see photo), not a human at all (as I believe humans to be…I can cite studies by leading experts in what constitutes humanity), I believe he should be thrown away. You may believe he is a human being, but photographic evidence and lack of humanity prove otherwise.

Why is this so hard to understand?



I’ve been told by just about all of my author friends that I should never read reviews of my books, especially the ones that show up on Amazon or Goodreads. I wish I could take that advice, but I read them. I enjoy the good ones and get upset/sad/angry at the bad ones for different reasons. I know my novels are not for everyone, that I very intentionally wrote in a style that would turn some people off. I sometimes ask myself if I can write something that will appeal to everyone, but nothing does. Those people who really like my works might see an attempt at popular fiction to be pandering. I agree. I understand that I will not likely ever make a living as a novelist, so what’s the point of writing as anyone but myself?

But the criticism. People can be mean and it takes a lot of willpower for me not to fire back at the ones who really don’t get it or have read one or two pages, made their negative first impression and, unlike Lizzie Bennet, did not stick around long enough to fall in love. I want them to understand why my sentences go on for days and why my ending is intentionally meant to make them feel what they are feeling which they ascribe to a negative. I don’t want people to feel good at the end of my first book. I really don’t. At the same time, I shouldn’t have to go around defending myself to my readers. And so I don’t.

Criticism is hard to take and sometimes it is anything but constructive. And on the internet, it’s worse because of the freedom of firing away from a faceless position. It’s always easier to serve one’s worst when there is no personal accountability. Sometimes criticism isn’t even voiced, but is just what you read on someone’s face. Sometimes criticism isn’t personally aimed at you, but you take it personally just the same.

As a Jew, I take any criticism of Jews personally. Those are my people, anti-semite! Only I get to crap on them! So it goes for every other group I am a member of….such as unions or teachers or trans. There is a lot of hate to go around for all my groups. A lot of negativity and like a moth to the flame, I read it all.

I don’t know why I do. It’s like reading politics. I’ll read all the articles that Suzan Cooke posts or everything at Daily Kos (and, yes, I’m a progressive…) and a lot of it is critical and very negative. I’ll read things at Huffington Post or some other news site. I’ll read the Trans articles there and much as I shouldn’t read my own reviews, I read the comments on the articles.

And I want to respond to them all, all the faceless fearless fuckers who voice their ignorance and think it jest or, worse, think their opinion to be right and true and necessarily spoken. Sometimes I do as I never do to critics of my books. Sometimes I fire back or simply try to explain how they are incorrect in their information or their logic.

It doesn’t help. I don’t believe it helps. I don’t think people change their minds unless circumstances force them to do so. Certainly a comment on a website or a blog or a review is not going to make them think that unions are better or teachers are amazing or trans people are not bathroom creepers…or they actually liked my book.

I still read the criticisms, though. I want to know what I’m up against.