It’s officially what the White House calls “Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer, And Intersex Pride Month.” Though I’m gay, I feel something besides pride on the occasion. The socially compulsory celebration now is something to dread. It means that for the entire month of June, you’ll get to hear about the plight of transgender people, just like you do the other 11 months of the year. It also means your social media feeds have become one long rainbow, littered with tacky memes about how we must “protect trans kids” and “respect polyamorous asexuals” or whatever. Or, if you lean right (which today means anywhere to the left of Mao Zedong), you’ll see a billion posts about how Bud Light betrayed the Founding Fathers by hiring Dylan Mulvaney as a spokesperson.
