Excellent. I'm going to do it, and fuck all the haters. My parents can barely do shit about it either. They try to take away my pin? I tell them to back off. I'm younger, faster, and sturdy in stature so they can't use force. They try to take away my technology? Go right ahead and try, but it's everywhere, they're bound to miss a lot of it. Plus with my superior knowledge in computers I can simply hack and dominate their computers, and establish an iron grip on internet access. The school try to take it away? I use their policy against them.
If I didn't have a sense of integrity, I'd start demanding I be called Napoleon or something and have my preferred pronouns be fe fi fo and fum. But it's only another month before I graduate and I'm out for good, so I'll just wait it out. Maybe I'll start wearing my seafaring pin and turn the law against the teachers and administrators if they call out the swastika.
It was just this week. Me and a buddy of mine (racemix mongrel, but overall a cool guy) were talking shit in a little office in the school, the subject being one particular tranny who we both know. She comes by and goes in the room while we're talking about her, he calls her an outcast and says her only friend is (insert name of local megaweebfag), then I proceed to say that she will never have a functioning penis. She slams the door as we laugh. Later, I'm brought to an office by some sub-administrative staff during one of my classes (Only me, I might add. The other guy never got in trouble) and asked me about several accusations. I talk my way though a damn maze, denying several of the more serious accusations, but admitting to a few of them so that she won't get suspicious. Apparently, I learned, calling someome by their non-preferred gender or name is "illegal" (I've yet to do any research on this, on account of not giving a fuck) at least in school, anyway. By this time I'm barely keeping my composure, and I tear up from rage, but the bitch probably just thought I was close to crying and doesn't mention it. Either that or my eyes looked dryer than I thought they did. I should also add that the tranny's a minor, and hasn't legally changed her name. She lets me off with a warning, but calls my parents. After school I get three lectures, one short one by my dad and two cringers by my mom, but I just drone through it and don't really pay attention. The next day I get another lecture. I have resolved to never speak to the tranny again, in fear of being expelled. It takes me four days to get over what is happening not only to me, but probably many other people across the nation, because of "protected categories" (things that you can never speak ill of) >tfw it's illegal to trigger someone
Fuck man, how many of those things are there? You'd think they'd be satisfied after so much effort. After all, the harder they try the more suspicious eyes they'll draw. Anyway, he was talking about some slum in Warsaw meant for containing Juden.