Insisting that gender is a creation of nurture not nature and mind not body, this high priestess works hard to exorcise any demons of toxic masculinity from her son. When the wee lad finally submits to the unholy inquisition then confesses he might wish to be a girl like mom, he is rushed to some low-testosterone shrink for reprogramming then a low-scruples surgeon for reassigning. Creator, Nature, little girls and little boys be damned. East or West, we humans know best.
(Bill Nye the science guy made a recent video insisting that binary boy-on-girl action is boring vanilla ice cream, but gender benders offer a flavorful variety. As a global traveler, I can attest that hetero action comes in creamy vanilla, dark chocolate, rich mocha and spicy chai options. If you're finding it boring, you're not doing it right. Last time I checked, pervert sherbert, neutered custard, confusion infusion, and hell-if-I-know gelato were still not popular, even in avant-garde New York. I encourage Bill Nye to go try the creative alternative of fucking himself.)