Hi Mags Lucas,
Yes it certainly is. I never dreamt that when I left Scotland in 1964, and hitch-hiked down to London with 50 quid in my pocket, when I was 19, that my life would change so much. I was born just after the end of the Second World War. Rationing was still in place, there were shortages of everything, no fridge, no television, no washing machine; no central heating, no heat insulation and some of the coldest worst winters on record. All we had was just a radio, energy busting light bulbs, coal fires and a bath once a week. Luckily, my father was in a restricted trade and we weren't short of money, and we had a motor bike and sidecar which allowed us to travel all over Scotland and England and Wales, before the mass tourist industry.
I feel very lucky to have enjoyed such a long and pleasant, comfortable, challenging, though interesting life, to have worked at so many different trades; and to have travelled to so many different countries of the world over the years, and met so many different kinds of people from so many different cultures; and had such happiness and contentment with the love of my life, Jennie for over 50 years.
Age of course brings its problems, but retirement is such a boon, and we are able to do so much that we couldn't do before. And the internet and the World Wide Web is the greatest thing since the invention of the computer. What a wonderful learning and educational resource...despite its bad bits...:-). What a pity that the vast majority of those billions of folks in the developing world have never been given the chance to see and do as me missus and I have done.
On 21/05/2017 17:31, Mags Lucas wrote:
Dear Mr. Rankine,
Isn't it interesting to have lived long enough to see such remarkable changes?
The difficulty arises when legislators wish to enshrine the rights of one group
at the expense of another. Currently, Bill C-16 (just finished a round of
testimony and questions in the senate standing committee on legal and judicial
affairs, is an example) The language of the bill is imprecise rendering the
It will likely pass anyway.
M. Lucas (ret)
On May 21, 2017, at 1:06 PM, douglas rankine (Redacted sender "douglasrankine" for
DMARC) <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Dear Mags Lucas,
see url: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Like_Me
I don't really know what transgenderism or transracialism are...or is it, is...
I neither accept or reject any of them, and there is no must about it. Each to
his or her own. Physical sexual attributes and actions, and mental sexual
drives, instincts, habits, tendencies, irresistible impulses, or learned
behaviour, can be produced or influenced by the genes or by society or by the
environment in which they live, or a mixture of all and from what I have seen,
they don't necessarily correspond or have to correspond with one's sexuality.
It is generally left up to the individual to control these urges as best as
possible, apart from children, who have to be taught or to learn about how to
control them; and the consequences levied by society or the culture, tend to
enforce the limits of the aberrant behaviour.
The onset of puberty too, can bring about change of sexuality and attributes
and gender. Human beings are capable of all of them and putting them into
action. Pure man, if there is such a thing, is at one extreme, pure woman is
at the other. In between that lies a whole continuum which I would call
normal... The range of human sexual behaviours and responses is very wide and
encompasses many different behaviours, from copulation to fondling to the use
of violence or sadistic and masochistic behaviours, or just talking in a
certain way, acting in a certain way, or kindling and developing fantasies. I
believe that it is only human beings that can become sexually aroused through
fantasies or thinking about it, and not animals, but I could be wrong. These
behaviours can also be culturally defined.
Encouragement in World War 2 by Stalin to his officers to turn a blind eye to
the rape of German women by Soviet soldiers, was a common theme both in
retaliation for what the German soldiers did to their people and to teach the
German women a lesson. War makes uncivilised behaviour lawful and moral. The
spoils belong to the victors. Most wars are like that, any decency and
morality or respect goes out the window. In Vietnam, the CIA became the
biggest creators, distributors and sellers of drugs in the world. When the war
ended, many Vietnam vets and their families and ordinary US citizens suffered
the consequences, and American society finished up with a huge drug problem.
World War 1 it happened too, rum and punch. World War 2, Churchill was
surprised at the speed at which the Panzers mounted the Blitzkrieg. It was
discovered that the German Army, particularly the tank drivers were high on
stimulants which kept them awake for days.
I noticed, when I went to Scotland in the 1990s, to visit my father in
hospital, that there was a great debate going on about a man who wished to have
his leg amputated, for no other reason that he didn't like it being attached to
his body. It was functioning perfectly. He hated his leg. A surgeon at the
infirmary was prepared to do the operation, but the management didn't want to
allow it, not even if the man was prepared to pay for it. Some people with
this...I don't quite know how to describe it...overwhelming feeling, get it so
bad that they do it themselves and self injure, or even threaten to kill
themselves, the compulsion is so great. It is right or wrong, do people have
the right to do what they want with their own bodies? I don't know, and I
don't know if right comes into it, but people can kill themselves and do so.
Would it be against the Hippocratic oath to conduct such an operation? I don't
know...but it got done anyway.
I watched a programme once about a tribe of indigenous people who lived in
Yurts in Mongolia. Two things I noticed, one was that for some reason, some
boys were put through a gender change by their mothers, by being dressed in
girls clothes. The mothers wouldn't talk about why they did it. The other
thing was that when the film camera people came to interview the mothers and
children in the Yurts, if the boy children played up, became naughty, the
mothers would fondle their penises which immediately calmed them down. I
noticed it, but the film people didn't, or didn't say anything about it. The
consequences of such behaviour in our society is abhorred and condemned and the
legal penalties for it are very serious.
There was another case in the South Seas, Pitcairn Island, which made the
see url: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=103569364
Some people get a sexual kick out of mass rape or sexual torture. It happens
in both sexes and genders. Some folks get a kick out of watching it. The
World Wide Web was funded on such and similar sexual fantasies, way back in the
1980's. Some folks had telephone bills of £300 a month because their telephone
kept kicking them out and they had to pay all over again to get back to where
they were. The ISP's made a packet out of the practice, as did the telephone
companies and the porn industry. In fact if it hadn't been for the huge income
derived from it, the internet would look no where near as developed as it is
now. I believe it was mostly men too, who watched the stuff, and it catered
for all sorts of sexual flavours and tastes...still does.
If one presents oneself as something which one is not, and it gets discovered,
there are generally consequences. When people are deceived it makes them feel
victimised, bad, hurt, inadequate and stupid and they often want to retaliate
in some way. I have watched television programmes where male transvestites
have deceived other men who were presumably heterosexual, into thinking that
they were female. When the heterosexual male found out that he had been
deceived, and how he found out, it produced an emotional response which was
just as unpleasant, if not more so, than the deceptive behaviour; often driving
the heterosexual to violence. I dare say that a woman and a man in the same
circumstances, but the opposite way round would have the same feelings.
The art and science of deception is not only prolific in nature, but endemic,
and not only pertains to spies and governments, but also to men and women,
throughout history and there have been many occasions when in the presentation
of one's credentials, whether it be aggrandisement of some kind in the name of
love; money, a home, a nest, or great sexual prowess promised by either party,
the remarkable rocket has turned out to be nothing more than a damp squib.
I remember once, way back in the 1960s reading a book by an anglo-saxon
Catholic Priest who spent a lot of time darkening his skin, dying his hair and
curling it, and studying behaviours of the target Africo-American community and
went to live there with them for a while, to find out what changes occurred in
attitudes towards him from his own community. Very interesting it was too.
There has been a number of experiments carried out by anglo-saxons in the US.
However, I have been unable to find any Afro-Americans who have decided to
become anglo-saxon, by lightening their skin and straightening their hair and
see how the Afro-American community treats them when it comes to getting jobs,
promotion, education or equal opportunities...
I hope this helps to clear the matter up a little, though I must say I still
don't understand what transracialism or transgenderism is and how the argument
P.S. What is the difference between a subject and an object? Just a
On 21/05/2017 15:21, Mags Lucas wrote:
Hi mr rankine, The logic of her premise is sound don't you think? We must
either accept both transgenderism and transracialism, or neither of them, since
they both depend on subjectivity, inner feelings and so on.
On May 21, 2017, at 6:39 AM, douglas rankine (Redacted sender "douglasrankine" for
DMARC) <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
I don't know what is sound about the argument...perhaps you could elicit it
more for me, so that I can understand and become enlightened.
A number of years ago, when my wife and I were living on the Isle of Wight, a
little island off the South Coast of England, we used to do a lot of walking.
One of our favourite walks was a circular one from our home up to Culver Down
and then down the Coastal Path and then along the beach to Sandown, a local
holiday resort, before returning to our home.
One day, about 10 years ago, on a Sunday afternoon, we had just had a picnic
lunch on Culver Down, and were returning along the Coastal Path admiring the
views. It was a sunny day, in early summer, not too warm, not too cold. There
was a lovely blue sky, with a light wind and the white clouds were scudding
across the blue sky, changing shapes...as they do. As we meandered along we
saw an object in the distance, sticking out of the coastal heather, and on
coming closer, we perceived that it was an elderly woman, in her 60's or early
70's with silver curly hair, lying flat on her back, perfectly still, wearing a
long coat, nylons and black brogue shoes. As we approached, we both stopped
talking and just stared and, as we passed by, we fell silent, though we both
looked closely to make sure that she was OK, and decided to ignore her as we
didn't want to disturb her. We could see that she was breathing, but she had
her eyes closed, and her skin colour looked OK...so we decided to walk on.
We got about a further 10 yards, when we both stopped and I said to me missus,
I think we should go back and check that the lady is alright, and my wife felt
exactly the same thing. Other people had passed her in the meantime and they
had all stared, but ignored her. We returned to her and I went close to her
and asked her if she was feeling OK. At first, she ignored me, so I asked her
a bit louder, watching her breathing and her face and body for any signs of
life, then she opened her eyes and responded to me and sat up. She sat up,
thanked us very much for checking up on her and said that she had decided to
have a sleep, as she often gets tired whilst she is out walking, and then lay
back down again and closed her eyes. Me missus and I proceeded on our way.
Of course, this stimulated a whole lot of musings and discussion between me
missus and I, as I am sure you can imagine. All sorts of questions went
through our minds. After all, it was a strange situation, it was a strange
thing to do, what were her motives, was she really sleeping, was she really
tired, or was she just enjoying the moment and meditating with the blue sky and
white clouds, and green and purple and white heather as her composition? Or
was she playing a game with the passers by? Was she seeking attention? Was
she conducting an experiment, to find out what people would respond to her
situation and how they would respond, or how many would respond? Was she
checking out people's curiosity and had a little curiosity meter secreted in
her overcoat? We never found out.
We never saw her again, but we have often thought back to that day. And
another strange thing, and you can believe this or not, but the next time we
went that way, it was a showery day, and as we passed close by to that spot
where the lady had lain down, the sun came out and the most beautiful rainbow
appeared, and came close to us to almost the point at which we could touch it.
P.S. And no, I didn't find a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow...and did
you know that rainbows are actually composed of more than 7 colours? The 7 is
a throwback to Newton who did a lot of work with light refraction and a lot of
work on religion, and it took 7 days to make the world.
P.P.S. The scientists reckon, that cats cannot see a rainbow, because the
structure of their eyes are very different from us human beings. Be that as it
may, do rainbows really exist or are they a figment of our imagination?
On 21/05/2017 00:52, Mags Lucas wrote:
It's a sound argument. The reaction after an assault by the Transquisition was
On May 20, 2017, at 1:53 PM, douglas rankine (Redacted sender "douglasrankine" for
DMARC) <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
see url: https://cryptome.org/2017/05/in-defense-of-transracialism.pdf
Definition of Race: I'm pink...therefore...I'm spam....:-)