Alphabet Sex Is Surplus Sex. LGBPTTQQIIAA+

Alphabet sex is surplus sex and so are weird personal pronouns.  They point to sex being surplus, not needed to survive today and influence tomorrow.  The employment of twats and thingies is optional. 

A motor that's revved out of gear can wind up to crazy rpm.  And the sexually viable who don't engage their drive to have babies wind up somewhere weirdly new.  This is normal.   Instead of seeing righteous revolution or vilest sin, take note that evolution is at work and the niches that prosperity have opened up are being populated by experiments.  Some will fail.  Some will propagate. Or the niches disappear along with prosperity, as would happen if the time of coronavirus prolongs.





Lewis Carroll has a prescient comment on pronouns:

He would answer to "Hi!" or to any loud cry,

Such as "Fry me!" or "Fritter my wig!"

To "What-you-may-call-um!" or "What-was-his-name!"

But especially "Thing-um-a-jig!"

While, for those who preferred a more forcible word,

He had different names from these:

His intimate friends called him "Candle-ends,"

And his enemies "Toasted-cheese."