useless philosopher

you have this mysterious fish that  no one really cared about, because everyone assumed they’d gone extinct with the dinosaurs. an interesting footnote, but one of many, many fossil species. 

and later the coelacanth gets some fame as a so-called “missing link” species, a theory which is now outdated (and not accurate for coelacanths) but was really influential at the time. because they have some weird biological quirks – bones in fins! – people were like “oh, they must be a missing link.” so the coelacanth was launched into some fame with the theory of evolution. it got brought up a lot. drawn in old textbooks as proof.

and then a fisherman finds a weird fish off the coast of south africa and calls a local fish expert who had let it be known she was interested in weird finds, and he brings her the (unfortunately badly rotted) corpse and she’s like “well, this is sure weird,” and sends off the bones to other experts, who start to quietly freak out, and rush to south africa, and rewards are offered for another one, any other one, and a few years later one is caught and frozen before rotting.

and it’s this incredible discovery, this extinct creature come to life (the prehistoric coelacanth lived in swamps and marshes in south america; these now are deep ocean fish in and around the indian ocean, but it’s still recognizably the same species)!

but it’s also blue.

not like, muddy blue, or tumblr-default-background blue.

Your own analogy is crap - in it you’re the innocent and perfectly detached tattoo artist that had nothing to do with the art or the placement or the size or color of the piece, just head down needle out do the work, get paid for the job done, and anyone who isn’t happy afterwards is a karen who obviously doesn’t understand the industry works.

The problem is that tattoo artists fuck people over all the time on work you fully consented to and paid for. Your consent doesn’t make them not liable for their own mistakes. They pressure you into designs you don’t really love because it fits their style better, they do wonky lines and impossible anatomy, they spell things wrong, they shade poorly or blend colors weirdly, they scratch or cut you with the needles, they overcharge and then still act like you’re scum if you don’t leave a huge tip. They expect you to love it even if they do a shit job. There’s any number of things a tattoo artist can do to not just give you a terrible experience but to make you regret and resent something you were once excited and hopeful about.

The worst part is hearing them bitch and moan about how awful a client was and then go on to describe completely a person behaving perfectly reasonably.

And that attitude is pretty familiar:

If you change your mind after I’ve sold you something that’s your own fault!

If you regret it after I’ve done something permanent to you that’s not my responsibility!

If you’ve been groomed to believe you’ll die young and miserable without transition and then you’re still unhappy afterwards then you can fuck right off!

Where’s even a hint of the love and compassion and understanding they claim we need to all have for anyone questioning or confused about gender? Where’s the empathy? Trans people claim to be the most marginalized abused helpless population on the planet, and they can’t bring themselves to give a shit about the kids they leave behind in the wake of their overmedicalized ideology.

If this is truly your attitude then just call yourself the trans industrial complex. You don’t care about kids being happy or healthy, you don’t have a leg to stand on to even try and claim you do. You’re part of a system that tells kids that the only solution to feeling strange or uncomfortable in their bodies is medication and surgery, and then immediately and cruelly abandons them when it isn’t successful. That mocks them when it goes wrong. That turns on them the instant they start to have doubts.

You are the shitty tattoo artist actually, because after they get the surgeries you told them they cant live without, if they don’t absolutely love it then you’re content to wash your hands of the matter. You made your contribution and it’s out of your hands. Not your problem, not your responsibility, they brought this on themselves, they should have thought about it more beforehand, they were obviously never really trans.

Aborting a disabled fetus for any reason (sure I guess you could call it that but what’s the solution here because forcing anyone to carry a pregnancy they don’t want is evil)

Telling someone not to drink during pregnancy (again I guess you could call it eugenics if you’re stupid)

Not having sex with someone you think is ugly (rape apologism)