Springfield, VA, USA. The third millennium has been marked by a mysterious and puzzling phenomenon, “an enormous thing,” occasionally phosphorescent with exaggerated opinions set down as a mile in width and three in length, far surpassing all the collected wisdom of the ages, if not the Royal Library of Alexandria.  We understand the excitement produced in the entire world by this mysterious object once known as a blog, but now, collectively, as the blatherosphere, able to send loud hissing noises a hundred, two hundred feet into the air, drowning out all attempts at intelligent conversation it comes in contact with.

 

That the blatherosphere exists is an undeniable fact.  Here, at TS-Si we often find ourselves an angry topic among the blatherospherers. We hear their deep anguished cries — sometimes we listen, sometimes our friends tell us. TS-Si knows what lurks in the dark heart of the blatherosphere.

 

Hell, some times they just blurt out what they are the thinking (self-control seemingly a cardinal sin among blatherospherers):

If we subtract the profanity, the slanted diction, and the name calling, we end up with

Which still contains innumerable misspellings, grammatical errors, and chat room colloquiums (and all the signs of the writer having been an early drop out from the educational system).

 

I suppose this blatherospherer thinks he is being hip or cool (or whatever the current terminology is in Los Angeles) but mostly he is just another guy jerking off unintelligibly, so self-centered and insular (caught up his little piece of the blatherosphere), he doesn’t know the difference between a science and news site (TS-Si.org) and the blogs of his like thinking blatherospheroids.

 

Probably doesn’t even notice amidst all his shouting that we use standard English and spell our words correctly most times.

 

But, we should give him a break: he’s only repeating what he’s learned on the crossdresser blogs from the same people who invaded the Undernet and turned it into a billboard for male oriented hard core pornography and come-ons for the chicks with dicks on Seventh Avenue.  Only now they have invaded the world known as Transgender and want expand their domain to Transsexuality (Ah, but we fooled them: we, the Post-ops, have taken control of our own lives and defined Harry Benjamin Syndrome (HBS) ourselves with no room in the definition for cross-dressers, transvestites, gender queers, or Undernet pornographers and sexual predators).

 

He isn’t alone in the Blatherosphere, we are spoken of regularly in somewhat less than friendly terms, sometimes with biblical overtones (on one of the TS-Si.org opinion columns):

When we asked the writer to be substantive, on topic, and give examples of the poison, the cancerous hatred, the triggered pain and anger so that a discussion of the issue could ensue, this person (who uses a server in Europe), wrote back angrily

Demanding that we be drawn into an adolescent flame war and respond to charges for which he offers no evidence.  This is the blatherospherers’ favorite weapon: descending in hordes in sound and fury hoping to distract that they have no real questions, no intellectual content, only a rabid, desperate need for random destruction and self-immolation.

 

Then, of course, we get the rants of the closeted transvestites, claiming to be non-op transsexuals (those men! Invading someone else’s space again) and denouncing HBS women, especially post-ops

This blatherospheroid desperation to be validated, even at the expense of those born with a medical condition, is typical of the blogs which are dominated by male cross-dressers and transvestites.  They are better than HBS women because they are only part-time hobbyist women who jerk off with their penis as they fantasize about being forced to have sex with a man.

 

I love the cross-dressing blatherospherers’ conceit: a transgender person who, although physically male in all parts with all the original manufacturer equipment including a penis, believes that he is a woman because he dresses and presents as a woman.  This is the essence of transgender conceptualization.

 

But, outside of the transgender blatherosphere, the comments about TS-Si are fairly encouraging.  This is one of them.

But, then again, what can you expect, he's not part of the transgender blatherosphere.

 

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* The author has omitted the names of innocents to forestall further harassment.

 

 

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