Francisco Javier has stated that he has no intention of changing his name or undergoing any alterations to his body. He’s fine with his masculine appearance. “I like my body, I am happy with it and I do not intend to change it,” he said. The only change he is making is altering his gender marker on legal documents. Among the woke in Spain, Javier identifies as transgender, not transsexual. Activists and journalists there stress that the law supports his right to change his gender identity without undergoing physical transformation (in saying that, they would—and do—use female pronouns).
Because Javier is a heterosexual, he identifies as a lesbian. “I [am sexually attracted to] women, but I realized some things and I felt like a woman,” Francisco explains. “For example, I’m a beautician, and I feel better talking to women than men.” So being a beautician and preferring conversation with women than men makes Francisco a woman? How does a man know what if feels like to be a woman if he isn’t one. A woman feels like a women because she is one.
(I have to note here that, as with Busty Lemieux, the Canadian shop teacher, I am suspicious of Javier’s motivation. I wonder if he is trying to make a point by saying he is a woman when he is so obviously a man to mock the notion that men can ever be women.)
Ask yourself how a white women could feel like a black woman when she isn’t one. Rachel Dolezal says she feels that way. How would she know? How can anybody feel like they are something they are not? Moreover, what is the evidence that a subjective opinion of oneself can change a person’s gender or race or species (yesterday I watched a TikTok video of a young woman who identifies as an android)? We are our bodies, and an individual’s subjectivity has no power to alter the physical universe or natural history. Do these people think they’re gods? (Well, there is narcissism, isn’t there?)
People really do need to consider their position on this matter. I’m reading all the time stories, even from gender critical quarters, about how problematic it is that a man could declare that he is a woman but not make any alterations to his body, as if appearing more like the cultural stereotype of a woman, emulating her physiology, simulating her anatomy, would make him any more of a woman than making the declaration and not changing a thing (except a letter on his passport). If a man can say he is a woman and be recognized as such, then why does it matter that he alters his body?

Do we really want to encourage boys and men who say or think they’re girls or women to become life-long medical patients (the medical-industrial complex does, of course, but the industry is today bereft of basic human decency and moral concern). The failure to recognize the assumption that a male has to go through a lengthy medical process in order to be recognized as a female is not benign. The demand on boys that, if they want to play on the girls team, that they need to have transitioned before puberty, is a powerful one. Why would athletic associations pressure boys to stop their puberty, take wrong sex hormones, and risk surgically altering their bodies to play on the girl’s team?
Some days, reflecting on the horror of all of this, I play with the position that, if we could save people from injuring themselves and harming their health by telling them it doesn’t matter for suspending our disbelief about the gender swapping, then by all means let’s do it. But, in the end, I could’t agree to suspend my disbelief even if it would save people from harming themselves—and I am not alone in this. I cannot dwell in the delusions of others. So here’s a better idea: let’s try to save people by socializing a consensus wherein a man cannot be woman even if he changes his body. This idea is a doubly good idea because it also happens to be the truth.

There is a certain type of Spaniard who would do this for laughs.