Dealing with humans...
DEALING WITH HUMANS (while plotting their speciesâ demise from within)
Hello people! This is Fred, your not-so-friendly neighbourhood human-eating Raptor. You might know me from such legends as âCretaceous Park - a true sequelâ, âClawsâ, and âClaws: the Revengeâ...
So I have been busy dealing with humans in the house, my own version of âmonster in the houseâ, for raptors. They should be my arch enemies, these 2 human children, but Iâve learned to get fond of them, and now I do not wish to murder them anymore (only they are immune to my murderous istinct for now).
What I learned from one of them â the female â is a whole new perspective of being that I always ignored, given my smart and capable yet atrophied digitally-augmented brain: gender fluidity.
While the boy is clearly a boy, in almost any circumstances adopting the masculine role as one might expect, with sporty and physical games and activities, the flashier and most dynamic toy, and limited social strategy... The girl is clearly a girl in it that she looks like a girl, but she isnât always adopting the expected feminine role as one might expect, with docile (Imma exclude âsexyâ given we are talking about a child) clothing, delicate colors, intimate toys with âfamilyâ theme like baby dolls and make up, and an intricate social strategy.
The girl seems to have some kind of extra gear, an additional trait that makes her more versatile than the boy.
I am not implying the girl is more advanced or superior than the boy â they are both capable in their own individual ways, and have strenghts and weaknesses. The trait I am currently analyzing is something probably more akin to a finely-tuned super-Empathy that gives the girl an efficient capacity for understanding multiple points of view as her own.Â
I have seen her pull a tantrum like the child she is, I have seen her cry like a broken hearted teenager, and I have seen her sob like a failed mother. I have watched her sing like a choir girl, I have watched her dance like a ballerina, and I have watched her headbang like a metalhead. I have heard her whisper like a brainy introvert, I have heard her shout like a chaotic extrovert, and I have heard her mediate like a compassionate highway patrol officer that might write you off on that fine or double it â up to you.
She could become an actress... Or a secret agent.
I mentioned âgender fluidityâ because some of these instances I have witnessed made me feel like I was watching a boy, sometimes even a man, or woman, at work, not simply a child. My raptorial brain chip wonders whether she is even actually a human child, and not some advanced experiment... :D ( I love experiments, and crazy scientists. Especially when their creation destroys their lab and the security detail gets distracted and I can easily sneak in and catch me some mea - - urm... moving on)
Is she âgender fluidâ?
Yes and No would be my initial answer now... While I still do not subscribe to recent human trends such as gender identity and LGBT â I never had to care, being a Raptor â I can see now why so many people find solace in these labels. If we were to label this girl, we might probably use the term âgender fluidâ, yeah. She is hard to fit exclusively in the âgirlâ department. Even if estheatically she might âusuallyâ resemble a girl, and she has female genitals, her personality doesnât necessarily always reflect the feminine sphere, and is therefore fluid, right?
But should we adopt alternative pronouns?
No. Absolutely not. She is already sort of autistic â we communicate via non-verbal gestures and context-sensitive vocalizations and itâs like she can only talk in her own indecipherable language that canât be taught and she cannot learn any new language. If she isnât autistic, she sure offers us some challenges in communication and empathy. But she is a master at empathizing others, almost like a telepathic scan of the emotional mood of the target person. I admire this power of hers and am envious of her, I could use it to sneak inside entire groups and defeat humans from their own homes... Muahaha. She uses it to harmonize on our rants and cheers, echoing us, and mirroring us, in her own way, and most often than not she therefore adds that element that often baffles us, but always connects with us on a primitive level, and we can tell she understood the root feeling of whatever we were trying to convey.
Nah, pronouns would only complicate further whatâs already complicated.
If we started referring to her as âzeâ âzirâ and what have you, not only we would probably mess up and feel stupid, but it would add another dimension to decipher and terms to remember, to a dynamic that has nothing to fix or update. She is a girl, physically, but she is a girl+ mentally. Whatever that â+â represents doesnât need a label or a special costume or a special behavior to conform to society. That â+â needs freedom and space to blossom and express itself assertively and it has been doing this with generosity and warmth, to such a degree to turn this beast thatâs talking to you all right now, from murderous monster to... Dah okay, Iâm still a murderous monster, but I am now a hopeless romantic murderous monster with a sweet spot for this girl and her gender fluidity artistic persona.
Of course, I could (and would want) to turn her meat into a snack... Itâd be easy to do and super tasty. But then... Who would sing metal for the raptor? Once you hear this girl scream like Angela Gossow of an earlier Arch Enemy, you cannot go back to Nickelback...
