Sunday night is my time !! to me, a crossdresser/transvestite/drag queen, could you have all three?, maybe not all at once, but I think, YES. You would have to know that I am one, and have experience and am not joking with you. I'm sure you can spot the phony, to write about this in the personal should be enough. What "real" man would dress in women's clothes, yes, it takes a real man! So, don't cower, stand strong. I think to be a drag queen is to "make fun " of maybe the human race, to buffoon, the male and the female gender. I think of my father, I believe his visage is etched in stone, and has changed it very little in his 91 years. The brown steely, emotionless, blob, eyeballs this makes his son a crossdresser, transvestite, drag queen or helps it along. The rebellion against the macho emotionless maleness. The "how-dare-you" dress opposite of who you are, or was born. So, how dare YOU show absolutely NO emotion, not allowing any bit of so-called FEMININE kindnesses, no kissing, touching etc. except with the prescribed "right" gender. YES how dare YOU!!! I would like to serve my father (a 2 year, WWII marine) dressed in skirts and dresses and frilly things, just to show him the daughter that he helped create. He almost doesn't recognize his first born son, but he also wouldn't recognize his daughter if she decided to emerge right in front of him one day. This would have to be one thing to grow into, not jump in all at once, or have taken considerable thought to convince oneself, it is even possible, or just an action. After all I'm one up on him anyways, being an 8 Years veteran of Air force and Navy, oops! that doesn't count being up against a marine who SAW COMBAT, that's a REAL man!! really? So see, being a rebellious crossdresser, trans-person has a worthy goal ahead of it. Well, that is what I wanted to express tonight, and the WILL it takes to dress in our favorite clothing, HAPPY CROSSDRESSING!!!
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