(a Biblical case against more public bathrooms)
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Okay, friends, I may need some help. Apparently, I missed a meeting, because I’m now being told I can choose my own gender.

How liberating! All these years, I’ve just been blindly assuming I was a boy … a male, a guy, a dude, and one weekend in college, a bachelor … and not just due to being born with guy, um, things, like blue gifts from my parents’ friends. And not just because I do guy things, like try to carry twelve bags of gr...