The concept of passing is, ultimately, a trantasy, because no transgender person passes 100% of the time in every single situation from cradle to casket; there is always a cord dangling somewhere just waiting for an eager hand to draw back the curtain for a grand reveal, and the reason many don't pull on it is not out of an inability to see it, but out of courtesy to the charlatan before them. Any troon or poon under the impression that their deceit will never be uncovered believes it because the reality is painful enough to drive them to suicide even after they've had all of the "life saving procedures" they could ever ask for.
Something I've always found amusing is that the ones the trans community presents as the creme de la coom for passing are creatures like Kim Petras and Hunter Schafer, who only really pass as weird, underweight, plastic women; none of them ever have the kind of timeless beauty you'd see depicted by humble artists in love with the farmer's daughter back in the old country. And this isn't an issue faced only by TiMs: TiFs have a similar problem in which many of them can present as greasy bimbotwinks or gruff little Keebler elves with fishbowl eyes, but none of them manage to capture the handsome distinction you'd expect of a proper leading man. I mean, just try to imagine a tranny princess or a pooner knight in Arthurian legends - the very notion is fucking hilarious and straight out of Monty Python.
Anyway, that was all just a very autistic way of saying that trannies don't pass and even if we imagined a world in which they did, a mimic does not become whatever it is that it mimics. Also, anybody who actually thinks Keffals passes should know that if you go to an optometrist and pay for an exam, you can usually take your prescription home and go online to buy frames at much more affordable prices, so there's no need to go through life as blind as you are.
