Having recently entered a public high school, (my sister) has come to enjoy informing me about some of her more eccentric peers. Near the end of the school year, she told me fewer and fewer of her friends were merely normal boys who liked normal girls, or normal girls who liked normal boys. Rather, they identify as a slew of peculiarly novel “sexual orientations.”
Some were, of course, the usual “gay” or “lesbian,” but in addition to these were “demisexuals,” “androsexuals,” and “therians” (which, she explained, are people who are only attracted to individuals who commune with the same spirit animal). One identified as a “panromantic polyamorous asexual non-binary space god.”
Are these actual “genders” (a word that has been maliciously maimed of its original meaning) or just young, insecure and rather boring people trying desperately to make themselves seem interesting; like the middle-aged women you see at the supermarket with tramp stamps and oddly-colored hair.
Instead of making up new sexualities to show how very, very clever, tolerant and shallow we are, perhaps there is more richness to be gained in appreciating the innate and natural sexuality of men and women as it has evolved over thousands of years.
For myself, I happen to think real, masculine “cisgendered” men are pretty awesome on their own; I’ve always found athletes, soldiers and hunters far more interesting than drag queens or pajama boys.