Just when I thought the culturewar was done, the public restroom seems to have replaced the public property nativity scene as the new battlefront. I confess I don’t get it. And I say that as father of a daughter, husband of a wife, and friend of too many women who have been raped or abused.
tmi alert …
I avoid the use of public restrooms. I don’t use urinals. I sit down to “go,” even at home. Clean, neat, more comfortable, and a habit from potty training. (My mom had a thing about cleanliness and order.) If I have no choice but a wall unit in a facility or a trough of male urine in the middle of a ballpark restroom I will go elsewhere.
I can tolerate stalls with those bottom and top openings. I stress “tolerate.”
I think the fight over public restrooms will have some collateral damage. On facebook, it’s a joke about bathroom police. But when women perceived as unfeminine are targeted, it’s no joke. I suppose some self-appointed folks will make some errors on this front. I can only hope they reap a proper portion of personal consequences. Inevitably those might be legal in nature.
Maybe all the fuss will put everybody into single-use private rooms before another generation passes. Plumbing joins other trades as part of American infrastructure refurbishment. And maybe I would use the restroom more often.