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Since it is a lovely peaceful Saturday morning, I clearly have to rectify that. Therefore: the World Rugby Transgender Policy and Nye Bevan.

Thread.

This is the WR policy, and explanation by Ross Tucker, who was part of the Working Group. I presented to the Workshop in February on liability, but wasn’t part of the Working Group itself. It’s worth reading this before going further.


And this is the statue of Nye Bevan in Cardiff. Anyone who goes to matches in Cardiff knows it. It’s right by the Castle; more importantly, it’s right by the Rummer. Please God, we’ll get back to see it on a match day soon.


However, what I'm talking about here isn't his comment that he learnt everything he needed to know about politics by dealing with rugby committees, but the one that made the title of the last decent Manic Street Preachers album:

"This is my truth, tell me yours."

What has struck me in the debate/flame-war over the proposed policy is that a large part of this is conflicting truths.

I know that sounds impossible. The truth is the truth is the truth, right? There can only be one truth, not truths, right?

Wrong. Here's why.
It has clearly been too much to ask. Now that the right has been moved to violence you'd think everybody would go "whoa ok, let's chill" but instead it's full speed ahead on hyprocisy, censorship, and escalation.


You could take the next week to quiet down, reflect on how you contributed to getting here, and then have the usual transition markers, but instead you need to escalate things by trying to throw the guy out.

And not just him, but everyone else remotely associated with him. You created this situation by taking away every avenue people had to try to change direction and have driven them ever further towards the options we do not want them to take.

The Tea Party was the perfect expression of what we expect of voters dissatisfied with the direction of the country to do. They protested peacefully, spoke to their reps at the designated times and places, and ultimately threw the bums out by voting.

The response to this was to label them all racists and for the new bums to promptly spit in their faces. When they tried to rally around everyone except the pre-designated "next-in-line" guy, they got labelled as whackobirds and ignored.