A comparison of slugs.

 After 5 hours of hugging, many slugs make a thick rope of mucus and slide down it twisting together like a candy cane swinging in the air. Then upside down, they both unfurl their giant penises from THE SIDE OF THIER FACES. The emerging penises twist together, and slowly inflate. This creates a swollen translucent flower in which each slug excretes their slug semen into the other. When the transfer is complete, one slug slips off, plopping wetly on the ground and a few weeks later they both bury their slug eggs under a log or something. 

So I think it’s preposterous that any of us think we know what the hell is going on. Any time I hear judgements about sexuality or reproduction especially in the context of right or wrong... I feel exasperated. What rights do we come with, what rights can we take away? Who could possibly understand the nature of evolution. 

What doctrine, text , religion or political regime could explain what is supposed to go on between people? Isn’t it really just a crapshoot that we aren’t all upside down hermaphrodites with inflatable penises as large as our bodies sticking out the sides of our heads? 

 I have drawn the conclusion that slug sex is, efficient, whimsical, non-traditional, and unexpected.We don’t judge it any more than we judge the colors of an evening sky. We look at in and awe. We are all made from the same stuff and it’s all inexplicably magic.

I’m really not sure if it’s clear that this post is about transgender rights. In response to the hundreds of disparaging remarks I have heard about how there are only two sexes. It is about the right to choose in response to the myriad voices that believe their truth is the only possible truth and it is about gay marriage because love is love. 

Also I think it’s BS that slugs have foreplay for half a day, and I can’t even get someone to write me back on Tinder.