Friend or Food?

A general consensus held by many people around the world is that dogs are man’s best friend. They are cute, friendly and smart enough to be trained to do the craziest things. Add an infant and you have Instagram gold.

In other parts of the word, dogs are food.

In China there is a festival that holds yearly, called the Yulin meat festival. Thousands of (stolen) dogs and cats are slaughtered and eaten. Unsurprisingly, a lot of people are disgusted and outraged by this. Some people have even called for the festival to be banned.

Someone may ask the question: why are goats, chickens, turkeys, cows, sheep et al acceptable dishes, but not dogs and cats? I believe it has to do with our upbringing and the way we have been socialised.

To most people, dogs are pets. Goats, cows and chickens are not. Dogs and cats become part of the family; they appear in the family portrait and go on family holidays. A pet owner would walk past a baby in a burning building so as to save his puppy. There are people who have left millions of dollars to their pets, such is the bond between a pet and its owner. Even people who do not own or like animals may still view the domestic pets as creatures to be protected. They are not seen as animals to be devoured; rather, they belong in the house, playing with the kids, fetching a stick, jumping in the pool and doing all sorts of adorable youtube worthy stunts. Plus it is just plain weird to eat a cat.

Normalcy is relative and it differs amongst cultures and people. Dogs are cuddled and dressed up in one place and skinned alive and devoured in another. Cows are eaten without a second thought in most places, and they are worshipped in another. The French eat horses, I cannot even imagine killing such a majestic creature for food. I would sooner go vegan than eat a dog. Yet I eat cows with no worries. I do not spare a second of silence for the grilled chicken on my plate. A lamb shank brings joy to my heart.

Not everyone views dogs as cute things, unfortunately. Some people view them as meat, and as horrible as that may sound to dog lovers, we don’t really have a right to tell people not to eat them. I am not at all in favour of eating dogs, but is it really our place to tell other cultures what animals they can and cannot eat? Who’s to say cows aren’t kind, sensitive, funny creatures? Maybe years of being devoured have made the cows unhappy, causing them to repress their cuteness. What if cows are our true best friends?

The real outrage is not in people eating dogs, but in how the dogs are treated. I saw some pictures from the festival and I was appalled to see the conditions the animals were in. The animals are cramped in tiny filthy cages. They have to endure long journeys which all of them don’t survive. The dogs and cats are said to be skinned alive, killed and eaten. They are sometimes hit on the head and boiled. Long story short, they are tortured. Sure the animals were to be killed and eaten, but that does not mean they should not have been handled a little better.

Chinese legend has it that the more suffering an animal goes through, the better the taste of its meat. Awful.

Rather than ask for dog meat to be banned, it may be more sensible to demand a humane slaughter of these animals. A number of countries have rules on how animals are to be killed. These rules try to make the animals’ death less painful. It will be nice for China and other countries to do the same. If the festival does not get banned, I do hope it is at least regulated because I honestly do not think that the animals will ever be treated well.

SN: From what I know dog meat is not widely eaten in China, the festival has no cultural significance and was started in 2010 by dog sellers to drum up sales.

If you have a pet, hug it a little tighter tonight (and try not to eat it).

Lagos Tea House

The last time I was at the Lagos Tea House, which was also my first time, I went there for the tea. I then discovered their breakfast menu and I knew it was just a matter of time before I went back. Well today was the day.

I decided to treat my sister to breakfast which turned into brunch which turned into lunch. We wanted to get there early but due to circumstances beyond our control i.e we are lazy, we got there at exactly noon. Luckily for us the breakfast menu was still available. I ordered the Lagos Tea House breakfast which consists of two crepes, two pancakes, two waffles, eggs, two sausages, bacon and baked beans. I will admit I was a little worried it would be too much then I realised that I could do anything if I put my mind to it. #BelieveInYourself.

My sister ordered the Nigerian Breakfast and chose the yam pottage and beef.

Then we waited.

and waited

and waited

Oh look a grey hair.

And waited

A woman who I initially assumed was another guest came up to us to offer us some complimentary cupcakes to ease the pain of waiting. I thought that was nice of her and we eagerly accepted the offer. The cupcakes were delicious and almost put my mind off the fact that our food hadn’t arrived yet. Almost.

Then we waited

and waited

Keep in mind that it has been raining nonstop in Lagos. The air conditioning was on and we hadn’t eaten all day. Hunger and cold is not a pleasant combination.

The nice lady came back to us to explain that all the meals are prepared fresh and that was why the food was taking so long. At this point I began to give my sister the evil eye for ordering yam pottage.

The food finally arrived and it was worth the wait. The yam pottage was delicious, my sister only let me have one bite but it was good. My food was good as well. Ps: the pancakes are quite tiny so two pancakes is not too much.

We were very happy, all grievances forgotten, until it was time to pay the bill. On the menu it said that Breakfast came with either tea/coffee/hot chocolate or fresh fruit juice. Now to me that means that the price for the beverage is included in the cost of the meal. So imagine my surprise when I found out I was billed separately for each cup of hot chocolate. That is N2400 that I did not expect. I was not happy about this.

A different person might have argued and refused to pay but I just told them to change the wording on their menu and I let it go. I wish I was that different person. One thing I have learnt is that I can never correctly calculate my bill when I dine at Lagos Tea House. Something usually pops up.

All in all, the food was good and the service was decent. I will definitely go back for the porridge but I will be sure to take a snack with me.

Lagos Tea House is located at Plot 6, Admiralty Way
Lekki Phase 1, Lagos, Nigeria.
(The green building beside UBA on the way to Ebeano supermaket)

+2349035399385
+2348187934282

BLD

A new place opened in Lekki called BLD by play. I have been away for a while so like a magpie I was attracted to this new shiny place. The name stands for Breakfast Lunch Dinner. It is owned by the same people that own Play which is supposedly the hottest club in Abuja.

I went there for lunch with a friend. The space is alright, nothing fancy. We sat outside. Why? Because we were lonely and craved the company of flies.

I naturally expected lunch to be a la carte so I was surprised to find out it was a buffet. Even more surprising was the fact that the buffet was N2500, which sounds very reasonable compared to other restaurants.

Then I saw the offering and understood why it was so cheap. The food was not bad at all, I did enjoy it, but there were not many choices. There were about 8 dishes- two types of rice, fried yam, plantain, escalope potatoes, ginger chicken, gizzard, fish in butter and then salad and bread.

We did not eat that much but we liked the food. The jollof rice was good and the ginger chicken was absolutely yummy. I have no complaints about my food.

I ordered the virgin mojito and I got water with a few leaves in it. Thanks to the BLD team for keeping me healthy and hydrated. The mojito was N2000.

Interesting facts:

My friend got there before me and asked the staff for any time limitations. Customers have access to the buffet for one hour, after which they must get their gluttony arses out of the property (or maybe pay for another hour). It makes sense. For N2500, some people will sit there for hours and eat over and over again and pack food home in the containers they brought in the name of buffet.

There is  a lounge upstairs that is only open to customers after four pm (again according to my friend).

Breakfast is a la carte, lunch is buffet and dinner is both (according to a waitress)

Will I go there again? Sure. I would sit inside and order water from the jump.

BLD is located on Admiralty way, near Chicken Republic and KFC.

You made it easy for him

I will try not to make this seem like a rant. It will be hard.

Rape.

Every time a woman is raped, people arise from their slumber, dust off their brains and proceed to list all the ways the victim caused her own rape.

*screams loudly into the abyss*

According to these people, the woman would not have been raped if she had not gone to his house/gotten drunk/worn a short dress/put on makeup/smiled invitingly at the rapist/been born.

People get so carried away criticising the victim that they forget to address the main issue at hand- the rape. Even when the rapist is criticised, it is brief and quickly followed up with a “but” which signals a shift of blame to the victim.

“Of course he should not have raped her BUT she should not have put herself in the position to be raped.”

By the way, there is a difference between:

“He shouldn’t have raped her but she should not have been at his house.” and

“She should not have been at his house but he should not have raped her.”

It is what comes after the but that really matters.

Now I know there are rules of safety we have to abide by, and we women should be especially cautious. I know the threat of rape, murder and other bad things is always lurking and so we have to be careful. But I maintain that it is so insensitive and callous to criticise a rape victim and tell her all the ways she caused her own agony and list what she could have done to prevent it. You can advise your sisters and friends on ways to be careful, but if they do get raped, what they could have done or should not have done becomes IRRELEVANT. The spotlight should then be on the rape and the rapist.

Yes women have to be careful, but boys need to have it drilled in their heads that rape is bad. They need to know that no excuses will be made for them and that they alone will face the wrath of society if they were to commit this heinous crime. They need to be taught not to violate a woman, to respect her autonomy and personal space. People say it is unrealistic to think we can curb rape by telling boys to refrain from it. Murder is bad and people still do it. There will always be evil, they say, it is therefore more realistic to tell girls to be careful. I agree that we may not be able to obliterate rape from society, but I don’t think that is a good enough excuse to let rapists run wild.

We know dark alleyways are not safe. If a man is murdered in a dark alleyway, people would not just shrug it off and ‘well he should not have been in a dark alley.” Regardless of what the man should have done, the attention will rightly be on the murder and the murderer. Regardless of what we think of the woman’s  behaviour, the vitriol should be directed at the rapist.

When people tell a woman what she should not have done, they do not even say it in a sympathetic way. It is mostly in a well it serves you right, that’s what you get for being a bad girl. Next time you will sit your butt at home and read your bible kinda way. It is so cruel to do that to a person. Odds are, she is probably blaming herself. For some foolish person to come along and further stomp on her is horrible. Even if you feel she has been foolish, keep it to yourself. It’s not every thought that pops into thy head that thou must speakest.

Am I, as a woman, supposed to view each member of the male species as a potential rapist? Are we women to be in a perpetual state of fear around all men? This is what I am getting from the victim blamers. That is no way to live.  The onus is on the girl to prevent her rape rather than it being on the boy not to rape. The rape apologists might as well shrug and say “oh well, boys will be rapists boys, next time don’t do this and that.” This line of thinking is so dangerous as it protects the rapist and contributes to the rape pandemic. Every time you blame the victim, you are absolving the rapist of his crime and shifting the weight of the crime from the rapist to the victim.

I am always on edge around strange men. But then I have friends, relatives that I am comfortable with to an extent.  I could be raped by any of them and if that happens people will find a way to blame me. Rape is not always by a violent stranger. It could be a trusted friend, a dear uncle. It could be anyone. Should I not trust any man? Is that any way to live?

One of my male friends had a birthday recently and I went to drop a cake at his house. He was home alone. I dropped the cake, wished him a happy birthday, stayed a few minutes and left. Now if anything had happened, people would have blamed me. “Oh why did she take the cake to his house?” “Once she saw he was home alone, she should have run out as fast as possible.”  “Why did she get him a cake in the first place, she must have wanted him.” People would go on and on forgetting that 1) I have been hurt and I need support not condemnation. 2) I have done nothing wrong! The one who hurt me is the one in the wrong.

One problem with humans is our lack of empathy. We do not truly feel the pain of others. We also think we are invincible. I’m sure most of the women blaming the victims have male friends. They may think their friends are incapable of such acts, as though the women who got raped ignored the big RAPIST sign on their attacker’s foreheads. These apologists think rape only happens because people put themselves in “that position” and if all women were to behave themselves, rape would be extinct. The only women these people have sympathy for are the ones raped in their homes by armed robbers. Even then people will still look for something to blame on the victim.

It is irritating but not completely shocking when a man is a rape apologist. The truth is no matter how sympathetic some men are to the issue of rape, they are still a bit removed from it. No matter how much they may yell “Men get raped too!”, rape is still an abstract concept to them. They may conceded that rape is awful yes, but it is not their reality. It is for this reason that we often have to ask the question “what if it was your sister who got raped?” A number of men cannot fully comprehend the idea of rape which is why it is necessary to make it more relatable to them by bringing up the important female figures in their lives. But why should this be the case? Why should it take (the thought of) a person’s sister/mother/daughter getting raped for him to stop making excuses for rapists?

If the threat of rape was as prominent for men as it is for women, the number of male rape apologists would reduce. It is easy to say a girl deserved to be raped because she was drinking alone with a guy, when you do not fear getting raped by your friends. As a man, before you blame a woman for her rape, imagine you were her. Do you feel fear when hanging out alone with a male friend? A man can get drunk with his male friend, female friend, sleepover drunk in a room filled with male or female friends without any fear! The men who make excuses for rape think they are exempt from the threat of rape. If they could really imagine being violated, and then being blamed for the rape, they would probably show a little tenderness. The fact that a man can be comfortable in a room full of women and women are (to be) cautious in a room full of men speaks volumes.

Now female rape apologists I do not understand at all. I cannot even rationalise it. Some people say that they are just trying to garner favour from the men. My goodness. How can a woman say such things just so some random men will temporarily like her? Is this possible? How pathetic. Perhaps all apologists, male and female, are victims of the culture we live in. The culture that crucifies women for having sex, regardless of the circumstances.

 

Back in school, I overhead a conversation between a boy and some girls.  The boy basically said one of us girls could get raped and there was nothing we could do about it. The girls protested, they would go to the police e.tc. and he laughed off their protests. I knew deep down that for the most part he was right and that annoyed me. He was aware that we lived in a culture that blamed women for their rape. The fact that he was so comfortable, happy even, to throw that in our faces infuriated me. One of the girls asked him: “Well what if you got raped?” The boy replied “A woman raping a man is like a woman giving a man a brand new Mercedes.” 

This is what we have created. By blaming the victim, we are telling the men that they can do whatever they want. I can see a man taunting a woman he just raped, saying “who are you going to tell? Everyone is going to think you are a slut.” A lot of women never report their rapes because of shame. It’s a harsh society we live in.

I have complied a list of rules for women to live by. Please beware that this list is by no means exhaustive. Also note that you can still get raped even if you abide by all the rules.

• Do not have any male friends.
• Do not have any male relatives
• Do not live in a city that has men
• Do not smile at any men because friendliness equals consent.
• Don’t be rude to men because rudeness equals consent.
• Wear unflattering clothes so as not to awaken the beast that lies within all men. “Look at her short skirt. Did she really expect not to get raped?”
• Never stay at a male’s house past 5pm because as we all know rape is okay once it starts to get dark. “What was she doing at his house at 9pm?”
• Stay in your house, wearing decent clothing of course
• Invest in decent nightwear. You would not want to tempt the burglar you foxy vixen.
• Invest in an invisibility cloak (one with full body coverage, lest you tempt a man with your sexy toes.

I feel I have not done this topic justice. I know what I want to say but the right words are hard to find. I am going to end with this: if you hear a woman has been raped, resist the urge to blame her in some way. If it is biting you so much, confide in your diary that you find her actions so foolish. We need to condemn the rapists more strongly, remove all the blame from the victim and place it squarely on the head of the rapist. Tame and rewire the foolish part of your brain that makes you say things like “she should not have put herself in the position to be raped.”

 

You trans, me trans, everybody trans.

The internet is abuzz with news of a white woman who has being posing as black for almost a decade and has risen through the ranks to become the president of a local NAACP chapter. One can say Rachel Dolezaz has broken the internet. She was outed by her parents who either have a hidden agenda, or are just sick of the lies. Watch Rachel get flustered when asked if she is indeed African American. Accompanying this revelation is the expected outrage, the funny jokes and the comparisons to transgender issues. To put this simply, you trans, me trans, everybody trans. But are the comparisons fair?

Let’s discuss the impersonator first.

Rachel Dolezaz was born to two white parents. According to her mother, Rachel has always wanted to help the African American community, but officially started passing herself off as one in 2006. Contrary to Rachel’s claims that she is White, Black and Native American, her mother says they are Czech, Swedish and German with faint traces of Native American. Rachel has successfully blotted out any recollection of her white existence and is convinced she is a proud black woman. She even got a new black daddy.

She even went natural:

Not only is Rachel a black woman, she is a proud black woman who refuses to subscribe to the Eurocentric ideals of beauty and so she stopped faux relaxing her hair, got her some shea butter and now wears her hair in its natural state, the way God, and the nice people at the wig store, intended.

She passes off her brother as her adopted son: She always talks bout her oldest son Izaiah, but according to her mother, Izaiah is her brother. Rachel’s parents adopted four African American children a while back and Rachel sub-adopted them as her own.

She claimed her parents beat her with a baboon whip: Not satisfied with being black, Rachel needed a story that depicts her struggle as a black woman. She claimed her parents punished her complexion by whipping her with a baboon whip, similar to the ones used during slavery. She also claimed to have grown up in South Africa, hunting for food with a bow and arrow. Needless to say, this is false.

In many ways she seems to be like a child, living in a fantasy world. She probably has an imaginary friend called Chucky who tells her to say these things. This charade went on for almost a decade! Did she not have any friends or people who knew her growing up? The thing with being revealed as a liar is that it calls everything into question. Did she really have cervical cancer in 2006? Was her ex husband really abusive towards her? Is she really an artist? Was she really racially abused?

Not everyone is outraged by Ms Dolezaz’s audacity. Some people think it is okay as far as she was trying to support the African American community; it’s not like she has done anything bad. She technically was not stealing anyone’s job. Membership and leadership of the NAACP is not restricted to black people only. I myself am not outraged by her wanting to be black, but this is so much more than that. This woman obviously has some undiagnosed mental ailment. We can laugh and rant about her behaviour, but she really does need to seek help. Her level of commitment to a lie is crazy and I feel sorry for her. The NAACP is standing by her, honourable yes, but there should be some repercussions for her deceit.

The bigger issue here, bigger than her pretending to be black, is the police investigation currently going on. To keep up appearances, our dear Rachel might have sent herself some hate mail. She has allegedly been racially harassed eight times; nooses and hate mail have allegedly been sent to her house. The investigation suggests whoever delivered the hate mail must have had a key to the mailbox. Now who do we know that has a key? You did not hear it from me, but it rhymes with Smechel Rolezaz. Thank goodness she was found out now, or her next step would have been to pay a white cop some money to shoot her unarmed brother-son. Hell, she would have shot him herself and said it was the white man who dun it.

This brings me back to the trans issue.

People are touting transracial rights as the next thing society will have to accept, as the next big evil to befall society. If a man can become a woman, why can’t a white woman become black? “Open minded” people are being mocked, and blamed for this senselessness. The naysayers are furious! According to the them, by accepting homosexuals and transsexuals, the floodgates have been opened and anarchy has descended upon the land. Soon a person will consider himself a table and we will all have to address him as such, they wail.  As far back as I can remember I have always wanted to be a tomato. It’s madness!

Some of these comments are made as jokes, but even the jokes have serious undertones. The internet is still reeling from Bruce Jenner’s unveiling as Caitlyn Jenner and the issue of people changing gender is still being hotly debated. So when Ms Rachel “once you go black you never go back” Dolezaz came along, it was only natural that Jenner be brought up. However, I am of the opinion that Rachel Dolezaz and Caitlyn Jenner are two different issues. If Jenner had secretly been a woman all these years, shaving his hair and passing off as a man, then these two issues would be comparable. If Jenner had but a sock in his speedos, wrapped his chest to disguise his breasts and deepened his voice  all in an attempt to pass off as a woman, then both cases would be the same.

You see, the main issue here is not that Dolezaz wants to be black, it is that she has been deceitfully and fraudulently passing herself off as one. It is that this woman, who is clearly mentally unhinged, has made up a web of lies so thick and insane that she has started to believe them. The problem here is that this woman believes she is African American, oh sorry, Black; Ms Dolezaz does not like the term African American.

Even though tranracialism is not (yet) a thing, I want to discuss it a little. In the world we live in, it could very well be a thing soon. Does a person have the right to change races, seeing as people can change genders? If a person can feel that they have been born in the wrong gender, can a person feel that they have been born in the wrong race? Who draws the line? Is there a line? What are the criteria for accepting one claim and disregarding the other? Can people adopt another culture as long as they do not try to change their physical attributes, or should everyone just stay in their lane, so to say?

Am I the only one who does not really think it is crazy that a person from one race would wish to be from another?  Honestly, I find this easier to understand than transsexuality. People say all the time that they wish they were French, Jamaican, Arab e.tc. “Oh I love the Japanese culture, in my next life I want to be Asian.” What if the person does not want to wait till her next life? What if Shaniqua ShaNaeNae wants to be Japanese now? Is it too much of a stretch to go from wishing you were a different race to actually morphing into this race? *cue the I want to be a bird in my next life, would it be okay if I attached wings on my back and grew a beak? comments”

Transracialism is more relatable and dare I say more palatable than transsexualism, because race is not as rigid a construct as gender (I wish I could phrase this better, but go with me.) Though there are physical differences among races, the major difference is not in biology but in culture, and culture is more fluid than gender. I do not believe that our brains are wired differently based on our race. We might be socialised differently based on our upbringing but I do believe that we are all the same blank slate on the inside. A white person who has been raised in a purely African household will act more like the people around him, rather than members of his original culture. This white person will look different, but otherwise be the same. People leave one country and immerse themselves in another culture until they become a part of it. We already borrow from each other and in this age of increasing globalisation, the cultures (races) will continue to bleed into each other.

If someone decides to take it a bit further and adopt the physical attributes in addition to the customs and traditions, is that awful?  People already darken and lighten their skin, although this is not necessarily in an effort to change races. I look to my left and there people with bleached skin, blond weaves and blue contacts. I look to my right and there are orange people and the occasional deep fried gentleperson. These days one has to stare a little longer to determine if the person with the strange hue is of ethnic descent or just really tanned.

If I came across a Black person who claims to be white on the inside and is trying to be white, my first thought would be to assume a form of mental illness and/or self loathing, but is that fair? If a person feels that she would be much happier in a different race, why shouldn’t she take steps to morph into a member of that race, the way transexuals change into their preferred gender. I think the naysayers are right on this count, the reason the idea of Transracialism is seen as ridiculous, even by the so called open minded people, is because it is not a thing yet. If it gathered momentum and became a full blown movement, the people saying “race is different from gender. Transracialism is not a thing.” will change their tune. If people started coming out as transracial, and a few celebrities changed their race (bye bye Stacey Dash), people would slowly start to support the movement and that is the truth. We live in an age of tolerance (kinda), and no one wants to be left on the losing team. The things that are criticised today will be accepted tomorrow and it’s best to get on the winning team, lest history remembers you as a bigoted transracialphobic.

Because people love bringing up bestiality in every discussion, I feel obligated to say: Bestiality is not comparable to homosexuality, transexualism and if transracialism becomes a thing, it won’t be comparable to it either. Capiche? 

A case could be made for transracialism if all races were treated equally, unfortunately this is not so.

The problem with a White person becoming black is that they are not Black. By this I mean that Black people go through a lot of struggles that a White person is not and would not be subjected to. Most people who want to be black see Black culture as cool.  It is usually young people who wish to be Black, and it is always just because of the cool factor. That is why we have people who love Black culture and hate Black people. They love the music, the dressing, the slangs and all but they call the police when a Black person is born into the world.

So you want to be Black and you love the Black culture. Cool. But what happens when unarmed Black youths are being slaughtered in the streets? Do you still want to be Black then? Or do you just take off your afro kinky wig and go back to being Jebadaiah Rothsteinberg?

It is easier for a white person to disguise as black than it is the other way around. All a white person needs is a deep tan and curly hair and he/she can pass for mixed race. It is much harder as a black person, or maybe I am just clueless. There is no reverse tanning, bleaching is dangerous and not as easily reversible as a tan (then again I don’t know what advancements have been made in the bleaching industry. Is there a spray bleach?)

I like the idea of transracialism and I wouldn’t mind if it became a reality. I am actually excited at the thought of a transracial society. Maybe I am crazy for even considering it. Am I one of those open minded people responsible for the decline in human morality? Have I watched too many Xmen movies, resulting in my longing for a world of human chameleons, shape-shifters and Mystiques? What long lasting effects, if any, would transracialism would have on society. Could it help combat racism? Could it help foster unity among the races? Would I still need a visa if I reveal myself to be a white Parisienne on the inside?

If people started to declared themselves transracial, I would not call upon God to end this world, I think I would try to understand them, regardless of how I feel. This is the same thing I did for Caitlyn Jenner. I do not fully understand, neither am I fully comfortable with the idea, but to be honest I don’t care. This is a man on the telly, not my father who has decided to become a woman. If Jenner wants to become a mountain goat and move to the Himalayas, he can and I would not be perturbed. There are a number of things I was/am not fully on board with, but rather than revel and relish in my discomfort, I try to empathise with people, to understand their struggle and to see that this is not about me and my feelings or morals. As long as no real evil is being done and no one is being harmed, I think it is the least I can do.

I’m not sure how I got up on this soapbox but give me a second to hop off.

Let’s raise our glasses and make a toast to a transracial society. It’s just me cheering? Oh well then.

Watch Rachel’s parents out her here

Watch Rachel give a lecture on black hair here

Watch Rachel rant about her dislike for white men on currency here

Here’s a vice article about some Japanese people who want to be Black.

What are your thoughts on Rachel Dolezaz and Transracialism? Will the LGBT need to add a T to its acronym? Are the comparisons between Dolezaz and Jenner legit? Let me know!