I think by now it’s becoming horribly apparent to parents of every political persuasion that we can’t sit out the culture wars. You might call yourself progressive, loathe the Tories, but still… the ideological tide is rising, and when it laps at your own child’s feet, everything changes. It becomes impossible to ignore the fact that gender activism these days isn’t about gay rights or even trans rights, it’s not about being inclusive, it’s about presenting utter nonsense as plain fact.
A generation of children are being fed a distorted version of reality. In particular they’re told that there’s no such thing as biological sex, that there are no born males and females and that they must somehow, on their own, discern their inner immutable sex identity. They’re told that they can, even should, change not just their pronouns but their bodies to suit this identity and that it’s really no big deal to take drugs that make you infertile, to have your breasts cut off, or to be castrated.
This isn’t just a fringe belief touted about by wackos in schools that somehow slipped under Ofsted’s radar. This is the gospel according to Stonewall, and Stonewall runs workplace training schemes across the country. It advises hundreds of schools and universities and provides handy ready-made educational packs for primary school teachers. No wonder more and more children every year are referred to gender clinics.

For my own awakening to all this, I have to thank a 24-year-old called Kirrin Medcalf, head of trans inclusion at Stonewall. I wrote about Kirrin in May and the emotional support dog he brought to the Allison Bailey trial. This week I read the transcript of his evidence in full, and began to fear for my own small son, and for every young, pliable mind that tries to grapple with the madness; and for Kirrin and his friends.

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