John Wayne Lacy Is My Hero
Crossdressers who compare themselves to women to prove their manliness are making a false
comparison. The true and relevant comparison they should be making is between themselves and other men who don't crossdress. Any crossdresser who measures himself in this manner and doesn't notice a significant gender difference is suffering from a very severe form of denial.
I get it. Some of you desperately want to keep your maleness, and your masculinity, and your combined manliness. No problem, Betty, but you only get to keep some of each of these things. Crossdressers have forfeited any reasonable claim to cismaleness, cismasculinity, and combined cismanliness. The best that they can hope to rightfully claim for themselves is transmaleness, transmasculinity, and transmanliness. This is the shoe that fits you, princess, so put it on. It's not like you don't want to do it.
This Gender Sandwich Tastes Like Baloney
I cried at a funeral once, but I wasn't wearing a dress, so no one thought I was being a sissy-man. If sissy-man is an unintelligible term for some of you, then ask anyone standing nearby what it means the next time you are wearing your meaningless, artificial, insignificant, socially constructed, and objectively indescribable naughty nurse outfit. There is no need to go to Canada for an opinion. Common people everywhere will not have trouble explaining things to you.