This expectation to do more than just tolerate others’ lifestyles but to actually conform or perish terrifies me. I’m only 30 so I still have quite a bit of time until I retire and I have no idea how much crazier this stuff is going to get. I don’t have any beef with transgendered people and I usually will call you however you prefer to be called, but sometimes I may still slip, especially the further we get away from the actual dichotomy in gender. You want me to call refer to you as him instead of her? I could do that. I don’t think I’d be able to name a single one of the made up pronouns that are fashionable today even if I stood to win money on a gameshow.