There’s a big hullabaloo going on in this country regarding bathrooms. Last month, North Carolina’s legislature passed the Public Facilities Privacy and Security Act (better known as House Bill 2 or H.B. 2) which made it illegal for transgender people to use public bathrooms that do not match the sex listed on their birth certificates.
Here’s my questions: How would I know if the person in the bathroom stall next to mine was transgender? Should I care?
Folks, I’m not sure I have the energy to care. I can think of loads of other situations that would raise my “unease” antennae. For instance, if I’m in line at a McDonalds in Nebraska (an open carry state) and the man ahead of me is carrying a Glock in his hip holster and is having a tizzy-fit because his burger is burnt, I’m far more likely to run than if someone with a deep voice, hairy knuckles, and stilettos uses the bathroom stall next to mine.
The real quandary is how H.B.2 will be enforced. Should all people who use public restrooms be prepared to show their birth certificate? If not, will there simply be gender inspectors? I can only imagine the scenes … “Excuse me ma’am—er, sir—is that a goiter or an adam’s apple? I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to step aside and remove that neck scarf.”
Until we certify a cadre of people in the proper techniques of gender identification, what will we do? Cross-train USDA meat inspectors? (Yikes!)
But honestly, when it comes to public restrooms, I’m MUCH more concerned about the cleanliness of the joint than the genders on the birth certificates of other patrons. How about you?