Let’s Play a Game
From now on, I’m going to reinterpret any misunderstandings about preferences for sexuality or gender expression as, instead, preferences for food. They’re both complex, personal, and dynamic things, and I wish people could hear how ridiculous it sounds to judge people for them.
-You’re too young to know if you really like onions.
-My son told me he likes broccoli AND pizza now. We did not raise him to like broccoli– we are not a broccoli household! It’s the schools, all that broccoli in the lunchroom.
-Other people shouldn’t eat popcorn, because I think it’s gross and I don’t like watching them eat it.
-But she doesn’t look like a girl that eats steak and green beans, you feel me? She’s not wearing a beanie or plaid.
-Sweetheart, I think liking vegetables is just a phase you’re going through. Fruits are better, and healthier for you. You still like them, and you could just pick them instead!
-My kids saw someone eating ice cream yesterday, right out on the street. Now they want ice cream– Johnny even had some, god knows where he got it, and he insists that he likes it, which is impossible. We need to stop public ice cream eating.
-You loved noodles last year, and now you say you don’t anymore? Tastes don’t just change like that.