The Catholic Church has declared trans people abominations

https://apnews.com/article/vatican-gender-surrogacy-abortion-pope-3f84d8eb97f045b0cfb0ec1efa4e614e

So, the vatican has release a new encyclical today, and there is some attempt at threading some sort of needle, but on balance, the thing is hard to read as anything but a full-throated slam of trans people. Some key quotations from the article above:

“It follows that any sex-change intervention, as a rule, risks threatening the unique dignity the person has received from the moment of conception,” the document said.

It distinguished between gender-affirming surgeries, which it rejected, and “genital abnormalities” that are present at birth or that develop later. Those abnormalities can be “resolved” with the help of health care professionals, it said.”

I handled my pre-transition body and dysphoria with as much grace and respect and care as could ever be expected of anyone. I did what I needed to exist in the body I was born in. I handled my social transition gradually and with care and grace. It took a very long time, and felt like grasping at objects in the dark.

What did I get for it? I got a bunch of destructive relationships in my 20s. I got a raging alcohol problem. I got a dysfunctional relationship with my birth family, and I got to navigate my every second of every day with this intense, searing, but extremely vague notion that I was ugly, disgusting and without worth, and that it had something to do with “being a man”. You know what could have helped me work through those feelings? A gender therapist, and gender-affirming care. But you have to know enough to ask the questions. And it was all gatekept away then, and to the extent it wasn’t gatekept away, the people I saw in public were very much depicted in ways one couldn’t identify with. At least to my memory, I wasn’t the “stealing my mom’s makeup at 3” type of trans girl. I was just extremely fussy and sensitive.

And now, I sit, at peace with myself, having chosen to change, and with a lot of privilege not affected very very many of my trans siblings, but also with the effects of several decades of testosterone damage on my body, and several decades of psychological trauma.

So anyway, to have a bunch of fucking religious people who claim celibacy and a separation from the physical world turn around and lecture me about how what I am doing for myself is a degradation of human dignity, well, it’s all I can do to just not let out a giant fucking guttural scream at it. Look at how people treat and look at me now versus how they did eight years ago and fucking lecture me on fucking dignity. How dare you talk to me about my life without talking to a single person that is at all fucking like me? Or with a medical professional who deals with people like me? What do you fucking know about any of this shit? Especially as you still sit there in your golden palaces in your dedicated nation-state, still dodging accountability for mass child abuse?

Pope Honey Badger my ass.