Alright, alright, let’s talk about this… what’s it called? Super somethin’? Super straight, yeah, that’s it. Heard folks jabberin’ about it, so I figured I’d put in my two cents, even if nobody asked.
Now, from what I gather, these super straights, they say they’re somethin’ new. Like a whole new way of bein’ straight, not just plain old straight, mind you. They’re sayin’ they only like folks born the gender they look like, ain’t into none of that transgender stuff. Said it started on that TickTock thingy, the one the young’uns are always glued to. Then it went on to other places on the internet, places I wouldn’t be caught dead, even if I knew how to get there.
Seems like these folks are makin’ a big stink about it, wantin’ to be recognized as a whole new group. They got their own definition, just like how they got a name for everything these days. They say if you’re born a man and look like a man, they like you. If you’re born a woman and look like a woman, they like you too. But if you change things up, well, they ain’t interested. That’s their thing, I guess.
- So, what makes them different from regular straight folks? That’s what I’m tryin’ to figure out. I mean, back in my day, you were either straight or you weren’t. Simple as that. Now they got all these fancy labels, makes my head spin.
- These super straight people, they say they’re not hateful or nothin’. They just have a preference, like how some folks like apples and some like oranges. Can’t argue with that, I reckon. But then again, some folks are yellin’ that it’s just a way to be mean to transgender folks, a way to hide their hate behind a new name. Hard to say who’s right and who’s wrong, isn’t it?
Heard some folks callin’ it a “sexual identity.” Sounds fancy, don’t it? But what does it all mean? Seems like every day there’s a new label, a new way to divide people up. Back when I was young, we didn’t have all these labels. You was who you was, and that was that. Maybe things were simpler then, maybe not. Who am I to say?
Some folks are sayin’ this super straight thing is just plain wrong, that it’s just another way to be bigoted. They say it’s hurtful and disrespectful to transgender people, and I can see why they might feel that way. Change is hard for some folks, ain’t it? And nobody likes bein’ told they’re wrong or different.
Others say, hey, it’s their choice. If that’s how they feel, that’s how they feel. They ain’t hurtin’ nobody, just statin’ their preference. And in this country, we’re supposed to be free to choose, right? Free to love who we want, free to be who we want. At least, that’s what they tell us.
Now, I ain’t got no dog in this fight. I’m too old for all this drama. But I can tell you one thing, this whole thing reminds me of when folks used to argue about left-handed folks bein’ different or somethin’. Seems like every time someone’s a little different, folks get their feathers ruffled. Can’t we all just get along?
But what I don’t understand is why folks gotta make such a big fuss about everything. Can’t people just be who they are without having to shout it from the rooftops? Seems like everyone wants to be special these days, wants to have their own label, their own group. Maybe I’m just gettin’ too old for all this.
And this internet thing, well, it just makes everything worse. Folks can say whatever they want, hide behind their screens, and stir up trouble. Back in my day, if you had a problem with someone, you talked to them face to face. Now, they just type mean things on the computer and call it a day. No wonder the world’s in such a mess. It wasn’t like this when I was a young gal, I can tell you that much.
So, this super straight thing… Is it a real thing? Is it just a bunch of internet nonsense? I don’t know. What I do know is that people are complicated, and love is even more complicated. And maybe, just maybe, we should all try to be a little more understandin’ and a little less judgmental. It costs nothin’ to be kind, that’s what my mama always said.
This super straight movement, if you can even call it that, it’s just one more thing in a long list of things that folks argue about. And I reckon they’ll keep arguin’ long after I’m gone. But maybe, just maybe, one day we’ll all learn to live together, even if we don’t all agree. That’s my hope, anyway. And in the meantime, I’ll just keep watchin’ from the sidelines, shakin’ my head, and wonderin’ what the world’s comin’ to. Lord have mercy.
Being super straight, at the end of the day, seems to mean different things to different people. Some folks think it’s a legitimate new way to be straight, some think it’s just a way to be mean. And me? Well, I’m just an old lady, tryin’ to make sense of it all.
