You can have a philosophical issue with the concept if you want but people feel unhappy and miserable
Putting aside the very real "social contagion" issue of LGBT-whatever, I can concede there are some people who feel unhappy and miserable. But where I differ in view is that
cutting your cock off and scooping out the matter between your legs with a melon-baller is not, in my view, a viable solution to any psychological malady. I realise that makes me sound like a crazy extremist but bear with me.
I explained in my spergy hormone paragraph above that clinically, introducing the wrong hormones into your body
will lead to depression. That is guaranteed. You ever hear a man in his fifties (or his wife) complain he doesn't have
it anymore? No drive, vim, vigour? That's what you're consigning these poor MTFs to, times ten, forever.
From the FTM perspective it's even more hideous. Testosterone is a lot easier to get than a hysterectomy, so many of them still have functioning uteruses. And your average pooner is still getting fucked and cummed in, vaginal-style. The impact of exogenous testosterone on pregnant women is very well-studied. The outcome is birth defects. Overwhelmingly so, especially in the first trimester.
What you are proposing is, I reiterate,
not healthcare. It is a large-scale medical catastrophe for which, in countries with socialised medicine like mine, I will have to foot the bill.
"Gays are different from the blacks, look at nambla! And the blacks are different from women, they have those psycho black panthers!"
Speaking of philosophy, here I am once again forced to take issue. Being a tranny
is different from being fat, short, a sperg, a nigger, etc. Because it is not an individual identity - it is a collective one. To be a faggot you just... suck cocks. I do not have to participate in your faggotry in any way for you to be "affirmed" as a faggot.
For you to be a tranny, I am forced to refer to you in a way that contravenes my understanding of objective reality. I am forced to pretend and participate in your fetish. Without my approval, your identity collapses. You are "deadnamed." You are "dysphoric." Without my/others' input, your tranniness dissolves like fresh estradiol powder in pharma-grade castor oil.
Being a tranny in my vicinity is compelling my speech and response in a way that goes way beyond simple social nicety and crosses into thought policing.
And I'm not familiar with nazi Germany's amazing counter-claim research on the subject, I've heard that they just burned all the stuff they didn't like but if there's something I haven't seen I'll check it out.
Perhaps there was a reason they burnt those books?