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What???? Somebody misrepresenting themselves on the internet?? Who came up with that idea??? And does anybody really, actually do THAT? It does seem to boil down to preferences. How many times has anybody posted that honesty, integrity, and respect are of the utmost importance to them, only to meet them in real life and find those qualities are of a matter of fact barely a concern at all? If a person dies and several years later their bones are exhumed and tested, what does their DNA say they are then? I leaned towards siding with the DNA test before reading this post and doing a small, however incomplete bit of research. It is interesting that a majority of medical authorities side with a transsexual being the sex/gender of their choosing after meeting certain criteria, but their DNA proves otherwise. How can a medical authority affirm a position on a scientific basis if their own science declares differently? Before responding to this post and appearing to be a total dunce instead of the partial dunce that I have accepted myself as being, a search on intersex yielded the somewhat surprising discovery that XY and XX is not set in stone as there are indeed other rare combinations and conditions, a point that has been brought up between the time that writing this response began and by the time it will have been completed. http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/7860/intersexuality_and_the_battle_of_the.html http://www.itpeople.org/intersexed.php http://www.secondtype.com/intersexed.htm What I found most interesting is that one of those sites states that "Humans all begin as females, and without the introduction of the Y chromosome gene called SRY the default is for the gonads to develop into female sex organs (ovaries, vagina, clitoris, etc.)" At first I wondered how that could be if the sperm initially carries the Y chromosome, but then realized that regardless of the chromosome structure, as a unique individual our lives are conceived while part of a woman's body (generally speaking) therefore our lives do indeed begin as a woman. Reading some of that information was a bit confusing and almost made my head spin, does that mean deep down I am still a woman or possibly could have been reincarnated from one? If a "vagina" is the passage leading from the uterus to the vulva in certain female mammals, without originally being attached to a uterus is the vagina still an authentic vagina? If it is only described as a "a sheathlike part or organ" would define many objects as a vagina, helping to explain why certain adolescent routines often remain popular by many. How deep is a surgically installed vagina and how does that affect sex with somebody that has an extra large penis? Are vaginas displayed like noses where one gets to choose the style of vagina that they want? And when or how does a vagina turn into just a plain ole' cunt? With the proper advances in medical science, how attractive would a "woman" be if she had four or five "vaginas," especially if those openings could menstruate at alternate occasions? Then nobody could use that excuse for cheating on their partner. My input into this discussion may be as useless as tits on a bull, but could pose another possibly relative question, does sewing tits on a bull turn it into a heifer? Granted, I sincerely doubt I could ever feel comfortable swapping spit with anybody that once lived in a man's body much to the same cause and effect that I will not ever develop a taste for mayonaisse, nor will ever want to. I really dislike the taste of mayonaisse but do not condemn mayonaisse for being mayonaisse instead of cheddar cheese. When I first moved from way out in the woods into the big city, my first job was on a construction crew. The foreman seemed quite gay to me. Being a victim of certain stigmas that developed from being raised in a certain manner, at times had me feeling uncomfortable while in his presence. The gossip and joking amongst the manly men of the crew was that he was gay, it was a construction crew. At times I questioned my own judgement as to whether he was or not, still affected by the stigma, because at times he didn't "act gay," but other times there seemed to be no doubt that he was gay. Whether or not he was was not of enough importance to ask him. We eventually became somewhat close friends and after awhile, still unsure of his preferences, it did not matter if he was or wasn't, he was my friend and a good person, so I wasn't going to waste precious brainwaves further debating the matter within myself. He had lent me some money and through the course of time, moving on to other work and losing track of each other, years later I successfully looked him up to pay him back. The first time I walked into his home office it became clear what his preference was, but by that time the stigma had further worn down and it truly mattered even less than before, he was my friend and had helped me in times of financial distress with only my word that I would someday pay him back, and even had given me a floor to sleep on when needed. To this man I will be forever grateful. What's next, having to declare whether one has fake tits or not, or having to state how big our cock is so nobody will be disappointed? If we are interested in somebody for whatever reasons, it is up to us to find these things out on our own, not expecting everything to be declared up front or in a laundry list manner. Most avenues for meeting others attempt to either promote or discourage certain types of behavior, this one being no different, so any difficulties encountered within those confines probably just go with the territory. There will always be those who will deceive others due to their own apprehensions, and that has nothing to do with gender or sex Allowing anything posted on an internet dating site to be a true reflection of who that person really is could be a mental deficiency worthy of it's own significance. Whether one is looking for just a fuck, or a lifelong commitment, there will always be issues of some kind, and it is probably not such a good idea overall to be too comprehensively judgemental about anyone. If given the opportunity that person could someday turn out to be the best of friends, just not one that satisfies a particular sexual preference or fits into a mold of what is right or wrong.
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