Dear Ms. Wente,
I thought that as a journalist you were supposed to do some research before you go writing stories. In the case of your August 2, 2014 column in The Globe and Mail, it is painfully obvious that you haven't even bothered to try.
As a child, Lindsay Leigh Bentley desperately wanted to be a boy. She refused to wear dresses and adored going hunting with her dad. She loved sticks, guns, motorcycles and monsters. She chopped the hair off her Barbies. Her parents had to cut her own hair short because she refused to let them brush it. Her best friends were boys. In childhood pictures, she looks fierce, and tough as nails.
These days, her worried parents would probably hustle her off to the nearest gender-identity clinic.Had you done even the slightest bit of actual research, you would have discovered that there is very little that is so simple about the treatment of Transgender youth. The World Professional Association for Transgender Health Standards of Care (WPATH SOC) would have been a good place to start. (Take note of this reference, we will be coming back to it)
...But it is also the story of advocacy run amok, in which a small but militant group of activists has managed to strong-arm well-meaning people into believing that gender is not innate but “assigned,” that those who are “trapped in the wrong body” would be happier with radical hormone treatments and mutilating surgery, and that children as young as one or two should be pushed along a path whose implications they are far too young to understand.Wow ... how many twists and lies can you put into a single paragraph, Margaret? Let's start enumerating them: