Australia 1988

A year is a long time, it’s 52 weeks, remember. I must have seen John before 1989 as I went to Australia in 1988, to live, forever. Forever isn’t very long at all. The maximum length of script for Panteston I could get was 6 months, so that’s what I got. I also got a letter of introduction for specialist care.

After I got my Redundancy in 1987, hardly worth the effort I put in to that company, I made Head Boards for Waterbeds. I had my own division I built from me to a staff of 6 I think? I suppose my employer noticed I was the right stuff to train. They were good to me, they were excellent employers. I was just pissed off I lost my job for reasons beyond my control. They relocated to Auckland and my last task was to train my replacement. My employer had 2 factories and they were shutting down their Wellington branch, so they had all the people they needed.


1988 was Australia’s Bi-Centenary year, celebrated in September I think? I was on the Gold Coast by then in a bar with my uncles, that’s why I went to Brisbane I had family there. If I’d gone to Sydney I might have survived longer, but it was all going to fall apart anyway. I was ‘gun shy’ by then of all doctors.

I had my letter of introduction from John, I had my 6 month supply of Panteston, but there was an unforeseen problem. My Endocrinologists letter was worthless, fuckit! I saw a Brisbane doctor for a new script at about 7 months. I was never any good at taking them all, on time, so I had a few leftovers after 6 months. The doctor I saw was nice enough, he didn’t examine me, thank god! This was working out just as I had planned it would. Well it was until I tried to get my prescription filled at the chemist. The pharmacist said “What is your authorisation number?” Authorisation number! What authorisation number!!!!!!!!!!!!

I paid that bloody GP good money for that script, and he KNEW, he must have known, it was worthless! I had to see an Australian Endocrinologist to get officially recognised as being entitled to receive my medication. Bugger. I went back to that bloody doctor and explained my problem and he just said “This is not a big concern, I’ll refer you to a local Endocrinologist.”

Yeah right!

I almost got there too. I rallied myself up to get there on time, to the right ward, I almost entered but I knew what was going to happen, and I’d had enough. I can do this without medication. That was my brilliant decision. When you’re hypogonadal you should not make decisions, they’re bound to be bloody dumb!

Australians are great people, if you go there to retire, with your New Zealand Pension, or for a holiday, but to live there you have to have a type of personality that wasn’t my type. I was ok whilst I had enough testosterone, but when I was buying ‘black market’ old stock from creepy characters, in back alley’s of the seedy side of Brisbane, Australians get real racist! They hate New Zealanders who work there. It’s a tangible hatred, you can feel it! I noticed it before my testosterone ran out, but after my irritability level just sky-rocketed! I was lucky I didn’t get arrested and deported! It wasn’t like I was abiding by the laws after all. I was buying steroids illegally! Of course there’s a lot of crap in the media about steroids, and the Australian media, they invent stories.

I ended up selling almost everything I had accumulated. I like to live comfortably, even now. I like ‘mod cons.’ I moved down to Sydney, the people there are much more cosmopolitan, I discovered. Even by other Australians Brisbane is described as a ‘big country town’ jam packed full of narrow minded racists! If you want to find a bigoted society go no further than Brisbane, you’ll love it! Just don’t be black, Aborigine, Kiwi, British, Japanese, Pacific Islander (any island) that’s to live there, visiting’s just fine, they’re more than happy to smile at you whilst they take your money!

I got job at an upholstery factory with all sorts of other immigrants. The employers in Brisbane were good to me too, they paid good money for my services. It’s the everyday people who can’t control their over zealous pride, that would be the best, most favourable, description of them. But in Sydney I was just one of millions of different speaking people. The Australians in Sydney are pretty hard to find, in the areas I lived and worked. New Zealanders sound different to Australians, and they notice it, we do too. They sound ignorant and uneducated to us!

Leaving Brisbane not that great an idea, really. I had my unreliable supply, but in Sydney I had nothing. Initially I lived in ‘Kings Cross’ at the time it was Sydney’s ‘red light district’ it may well still be today? They had a mono-rail passed over the top of it, or quite near it. It was like you could shop for a prostitute (or whatever else you wanted) from the comfort of an air conditioned, glass lined, cabin. That was pretty modern! The ‘room’ I lived in was initially shared with 1 other person, then more and more beds just arrived and by the time I left, and moved to Redfern, I think, there were 8 people living in there, including an American Vietnam Veteran. He was a damn pain in the arse, all he ever did was get drunk, throw up, sleep and piss himself!

If I wanted a room on my own I had to provide ‘services’ to the Manager, and plenty of people did, there was just some ‘work’ I won’t do! This is when I knew I had to get testosterone therapy back. The Manager wouldn’t have found me very helpful, I was completely impotent by then.

It was all my effort just to stay awake for an 8 hour day, and I could never do overtime, and there was plenty on offer. I could have done the same in that factory as I did in Petone, if I had the strength? It didn’t bother me doing the mind numbing slog, to advance. It’s all good stuff for an employer, they can see I’m keen, and they want to pay me more. Then they want more, and I want more, and it’s a snowballing upward effect, usually.

Occasionally I do that and it comes to grief, I’m just being used and getting nothing tangible in return, but that’s life! Males are renowned for taking risks, why would I be any different?

I ended up calling my parents collect, to send me a ticket back to New Zealand.

That was; humiliating.

Not taking Testosterone HARMS my sense of Wellbeing

This is a topic I canvassed with Dr Tony Marks, Psychiatrist, in 1989.

28 February 1989 sense of well being

By the time 1989 came along, life was no better. I had worked for the same company since 1983 to 1987 (mini share market crash) when I was made redundant and had not found steady employment for quite some time. I was under pressure to pay my mortgage, of course, and my co-owner was playing up. I’m on a very low and infrequent income. I can’t afford the alcohol & drugs we used to take every weekend, anymore.

For most of the 1980’s I didn’t see John at all. I’d put all this crap on the back burner thinking I was getting on with life, but really it was all just simmering away in the background, being drugged out of thought. I was a pot-head, and I experimented with any other drug I could get my hands on, I’d try anything, at least once! That’s when I discovered I had a propensity to grow plants, I was really very good at it, and it was a great way to supplement income.

According to my records I saw John in 1980, then not again until 1989. At about 1980 I switched to Panteston capsules, that’s testosterone undecanoate, the form that is undetectable in a standard blood test! One which I considered would be best as I’d not have to visit my doctor so often, would not be examined so often, and would not need to have so many blood tests. But there was a down side. There’s always a down side I’ve come to realise. The down side was I couldn’t remember to take the damn things often enough.

The more pills one has to take in a day the more chances exist that one will forget to take them, and that’s human nature too! My dad when he was alive was on medications all nicely packed up in plastic bubble wrap packs, and he often forgot to take them. I’m the same today too. I have medication for heart disease, and I forget to take them, I even forget to take methylphenidate! Methylphenidate’s supposed to be an addictive drug, gawd I wish it was for me, then I’d never forget to take it!

When I was in full employment, that was pretty good. I saw Colin Calcinai (plastic surgeon) in 1981 for my great set of new balls, and once I’d recovered life was looking up. Lots of people my age took drugs then, I fitted in with them just nicely. I was living up to the prediction of “Understanding Klinefelter’s syndrome: a guide for XXY males and their families” and since that booklet wasn’t published until 1993, it became pretty spooky when I read it. I wasn’t sliding into quiet depression, I was hanging out with a dangerous crowd!


I was also the boss in the factory I worked at. I like being the boss. I was good at it. I started there making buttons, one at a time, 8 hours a day, 5 days a week! Boring wasn’t the word, how about mind numbing? Or tedious? Ahh but it was money, lots of money! I like money too. Prior to then I was trapping possums from the homes of wealthy middle class executives, who’d succumbed to their children’s wishes to feed the vermin in the bush round their luxurious homes. Those possums were fat, and the fatter a possum the more skin it takes to cover them, which means more fur, and more money! Even a ‘green’ possum was worth selling, that’s dead and unskinned.

Nobody believed me when I got around to mentioning I was treated for Klinefelter’s syndrome. No girl believed she was squeezing artificial balls. If they weren’t on birth control, I didn’t care, I didn’t need to care. I suppose the world wide AIDS epidemic was just starting to crank up then, it wasn’t a concern anyway. Yeah so sex was free and easy, apart from that down side. If I forgot to take my capsules I just didn’t feel in the mood. I was supposed to be taking 3 X 40mg capsules a day, one had the be at lunch time, and they all had to be taken with food. Testosterone undecanoate is transported round the body in fat, so I needed to eat and drink fat with each dose. That wasn’t a worry, I like eating fat, it’s great.

28 February 1989 sense of well being 2

The worry was remembering to do it. Remembering to eat. When you’re the boss in a factory you gotta work long hours, it’s not a ‘doddle’ and fitting in time for food is not always all that easy, and of course my mood would suffer. I would get so irritable. I could have ‘slogged’ any one of those other employees who I was supposed to be ‘leading.’ I’d go for days without taking any Panteston, then I’d dose up large hoping to reinvigorate myself, and I convinced myself I had. Really though it was all just psychological. I was reporting effects in 1989 that were impossible, there just wasn’t enough time for the medication to wear in or wear off that fast!

28 February 1989 sense of well being 1

The upshot of all that was to try the Testosterone Pellets, which were tried twice, and failed twice. My body just didn’t like them, they were exuded!

28 February 1989 implants

Real MAN Crap

For some reason with some XXY guys they have this weird Real MAN Crap to promote, such as they were supposedly told they can only be a real man if they took testosterone therapy? I believe that like I believe in the Tooth Fairy!

I’m a real skeptic. I need EVIDENCE of claims made, and I’m quite happy to provide evidence of claims I make. My Endocrinologist was most helpful in providing information, just not the right level of testosterone, I was treated to XY average, not enough.

I had lots of questions, more than that I did homework too. I volunteered I’d given myself a sperm test and found azoospermia. I didn’t know what I found was called ‘azoospermia’ but my description of what I did was acceptable to John as a reliable method, and he wrote of what I’d discovered in medical lingo.

22 August 1977 azoospermia

I have never met another XXY man diagnosed with Klinefelter’s syndrome who’s done his own homework. It seems like I’m the only person who was interested enough in the words “Klinefelter’s syndrome” and the genetic signature “XXY” to find out what it all meant before I saw my Endocrinologist? I knew it had something to do with sex, when you get your balls crushed by, well by that stage, at least 4 doctors, you KNOW the balls are the problem.

I am alone. I am unique. I don’t need to be bolstered up by anybody else, as my dad said “Graeme has always been a loner.” Wasn’t that so nice of him to notice. I thought he didn’t give a shit about me. It’s amazing how wrong I can be!

1977 - psych report loner

My partner says I should visit her place more, now why do I want to do that? I know I have what she wants and she’ll be by, sooner or later, for her ‘man fix!’ We had a great laugh this afternoon, after preliminaries, about all the nonsense on the internet, and in books, about me and our other friend, Tiny! Of course you know why he’s called ‘Tiny’ as he’s the tallest guy I’ve ever seen in my life, much taller than any XXY guy I’ve ever met. Tiny is XYY! All I have to do is make myself known and all these other types just gravitate towards me. I have learned, being sociable aint all it’s cracked up to be, I like being a loner.

That wasn’t true in 1977 though.

Klinefelter’s syndrome 1976 to 1977 Deadly Serious from Graeme-xxy on Vimeo.

XXY men are Untrustworthy!

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XXY men, specifically, tell lies. They make up stories, it’s well documented. They can’t, as a group, explain their own personal situation accurately. They invent scenarios to fit their particular circumstances, or circumstances they believe others will emapthise with. I have personal experience of this, not that I do it myself.

Recently one XXY man told me he had such a small penis that he’d never had sexual intercourse with his wife. My first query was ‘why would such a man get married?’ although I never actually said it to him. Then he followed that up with a claim he’d been tested for infertility and not told he was XXY after the process. So my question was “Why did you have fertility testing if you’d never had sex, surely you know why your wife wasn’t getting pregnant?” To which I received the comment ‘you’re putting words in my mouth’ and other such stupidity. If I’d made an error, if he didn’t have a tiny penis, if he did have sex with his wife, why did he say he didn’t?

Later he found me again on Facebook, and requested friendship. Then he had to have surgery and he loaned his Facebook account to another person, who took the opportunity to attack me ruthlessly, as if I’d done something wrong. The gentleman in question had made up a great long scenario of events that never happened at all, and then forgot all his story when he had to seek medical therapy, and loaned his account out to the person he’d lied to.

Prior to that time we were having a reasonably sensible conversation, but when his lies became evident to me he had to cut me off, I might complain! But no, I understand many of these guys often live in a world all of their own, not related to reality. Given enough time he might even apologise, or conveniently forget his detailed story? Such has happened many times in my life when dealing with XXY guys, who are prone to inventiveness.

Years ago it became almost a pastime to bad mouth me. I am the tall poppy, I am proud of my knowledge. That attracts a certain degree of jealousy. One XXY guy from near Wellington claimed I’d forced my way into his appointment with his Endocrinologist, who also happened to be my Endocrinologist too, and he invited me to attend one of his appointments. John Delahunt wouldn’t tolerate anybody forcing their way into any confidential meeting without consent, or being invited, and there’d be no force or coercion. That single most important fact was lost to the XXY man concerned.

The most recent ‘tall story’ involves an XXY man who claims to have never had puberty! He made his claim on video, which is published on Vimeo and YouTube, and we can all see him sitting in front of a camera with a goatie beard, that can’t have grown unless he did indeed have puberty. He also said “what were the biology books saying I was doing?” in relationship to puberty. That was another gaff. XXY boys start puberty normally. In one study the XXY boys started puberty at 11.9 years and by the end of puberty their penis was normally sized in 77% of them.

Penis 77%

Curiously this particular XXY liar made plenty of videos on YouTube, one where his mother interviews him, and we learn that she suspected he was XXY at 4.5 years owing to his behaviour, and got no assistance from the medical profession. We also learn she’s a Biology teacher. We learn from his current video that he had gynaecomastia, and nobody put 2+2 together. Not even him! He was doing what biology books would say if high school biology books dealt with diseases, but they don’t, they deal with what usually happens. He thought his gynaecomastia was terribly disfiguring and he has it removed, but fails to understand it is a common feature of puberty (that he says he never had) that can affect ALL boys!


The report I’m giving excerpts from starts off with:

Unduly Pessimistic

Yet what do we find, the persons with the most pessimistic and outrageous stories are the XXY men themselves. There’s a particular anonymous XXY blogger on another site who misread this title and claimed the article was about length or life, not quality of life!


Even though I find the title disagreeable, it is accurate. One needs to read the entire report though before any solid conclusions can be drawn, and of course I have read it all. Even the authors themselves say their report has limitations. What they identify as the most important limitation I don’t even consider. I say the most important limitation is that these men with KS are being compared to a much larger population of men who are not treated for a chronic condition. If they were being compared to a group of men with Kallmann syndrome who take testosterone therapy, that would reveal some interesting results I’m sure.

The limitations the authors give are these:


So, in common language, the group studied were not part of an XXY group who had no testosterone therapy. The group was small. There was no guarantee they were actually taking their testosterone as it was prescribed during the study, or at all. The group was probably of patients who reported more frequently other problems anyway.

My opinion, ‘XXY guys make excellent hypochondriacs!’ 🙂

These are the sorts of issues Milton Diamond PhD never considers, it seems, when he writes his reports on XXY men treated for Klinefelter’s syndrome. XXY guys are not the most trustworthy individuals you’re ever likely to meet! Whatever they say must be corroborated by independent, unbiased, sources. And have I said, I’m XXY, I know what I’m talking about.


True Intersex Only

Everybody who claims the intersex label has a medical reason to make their claim. They don’t all have anything different about their genitalia, most indeed have perfectly normal male or female genitalia. Most people who claim the intersex label do so because of reasons other than genital difference, some even so vague as ‘psychological feelings.’

All intersex groups have assumed to represent every person with any type of DSD, Disorder of Sex Development, whether they want to be represented by them or not. The intersex fanatics believe they have the right to superimpose their views on everybody.

The most recent diabolical achievement of the intersex groups is to have the NIH (American National Institutes of Health) include ‘intersex’ people when determining therapy options, within the LGBT acronym. This of course is just fine for those who claim the intersex label, and see their difference in thoughts of their sex, or actual differences of their physical sex, as representative of their sexual orientation.

However I wonder if they’ve ever thought of all the heterosexual people who have no interest in supporting, or being associated with the LBGT acronym, who have never seen themselves as intersex and reject the offensive label imposed upon them by the intersex fanatics?

A few deluded souls treated for the same symptoms of disease I’m treated for, and who caused the intersex groups to include them, (and every body else with the same symptoms of disease), in the intersex group illegitimately, can revel in their delusions further. These male people with male genitalia, and no physical difference from any other male at birth, I suppose will see no reason to protest their inclusion in the acronym since they are all homosexual, bisexual or, asexual men, anyway.

However I dispute that sex chromosome aneuploidy, testicular atrophy, and hypogonadism qualifies them for inclusion with the true intersex people. They are simply men wanting to justify their sexual orientation as being normal, and acceptable, in the bigoted societies in which they live. They can pretend to be ‘inter’ rather than male, and say their homosexual relationships are the same as heterosexual relationships as they are not the same sex as their partners. Of course they are deluded, they are the exact same sex, male.


How big a man’s testicles are is not an indication of his sex when they were normally sized at birth, and only atrophied as a result of disease, after the onset of puberty. Such men who have testosterone therapy do not have ‘breast development’ as one such deluded fool claims, as after testosterone therapy is established, gynaecomastia is precluded. Gynaecomastia is disease, not an indication of sex in males. Indeed breasts are not sex organs at all, they are glands designed to feed babies with. They have simply been sexualised by ‘western society’ and this inappropriate sexualisation of breasts has been adopted by intersex fanatics, as indicative of primary sex characteristics.

Whilst the intersex groups accept illegitimate membership of their organisations by persons not affected by at birth differences, and assume to incorporate all other persons with those medical conditions their illegitimate members have, I oppose the inclusion of the I into the LGBT acronym. Their only way to get my support is to include ONLY the 1:20,000,000 persons born with ambiguity of genitalia, who are the True Intersex, as their legitimate members.

Communication Breakdown

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Was I in London in 1970? Nah, nupe didn’t arrive there until 1972. Oh well never mind. So that was exciting wasn’t it, yes it was even if you disagree. I’m not in the habit of changing my mind just because other people disagree.

Do you know that people say that XXY guys are poor communicators? I wonder why they say those things in groups designed to encourage people to participate? Then some XXY guys actually get pissed off because there’s not enough chatter! I don’t, I just carry on chatting, why not? Oh they get pissed off because I’m chatting, oh how sad, they can always take their own hint and start chatting, aka communicating!

Some XXY guy popped by one of my channels the other day, telling me all about how testosterone made him crazy, ohh that’s weird, not reported in literature that one! Then he went on to say how he was taking mood stabilisers. I actually prefer a stable mood and a sex life so I have testosterone, I replied. And strangely female to male transsexuals don’t report what some XXY guys report about testosterone, so maybe the XXY guys response is due to too little testosterone, not too much, or any?

Do you know that even in boring old XY guys some of their testosterone is converted into oestrogen (estrogen)? I think that’s how they maintain a stable mood, and when we look at FtM Transguys they have oestrogen production from their ovaries, so they don’t need as much testosterone as regular XY guys, or XXY guys, as they don’t need to convert any of it to estrogen.

And you have to remember it’s the hormones of the female egg producing cycle that causes their occasional mood instability, not their staple oestrogen. So the XXY guys who make themselves unstable in their mood by refusing testosterone NEED something else to be happy, or stable! They have to have other mind altering drugs that replace their missing oestrogen that they’re not converting from their testosterone.

XXY guys certainly do like to give oestrogen a bad name. In their testosterone starved brain they imagine they’re more like females because they have unstable mood. That’s really sexist by the way, but what do they care! So they’re not more like females, they’re more like XY males with hypogonadism! People really ought to go and look into regular XY males who develop hypogonadism and see just where they’re at in regard to mood, some are going to be seriously surprised.

So I think it’s insufficient oestrogen that causes XXY males to develop unstable mood. Of course I do have a labile mood, do you know what ‘labile’ means? Without you having to go look it up it, briefly it means ‘changes rapidly’ ‘unpredictable’ ‘spontaneous’ along those lines. This is the way I’ve been all my life, so I take the attitude of ‘better the devil I know.’ It seems no amount of oestrogen I have, or testosterone, makes any difference to that type of mood. I think I’ll just be used to it, since I’ve had a long time to get used to it.

I don’t want to change my mood, I don’t want to have to drug myself up to change it. I take enough drugs as it is without adding more. So I’ll change the things I can, (that need changing), accept the things I cannot (or won’t) change, and have the good sense to know the difference. How about you?

Is No Body Shameful?

Of course there are ‘shameful’ bodies!

Anybody who insists their chromosomes dictate their sex is deluded. Do you know people with XY sex chromosomes can have female everything external, and do you know that people with XX sex chromosomes can have male everything external?

Actually the XX male persons are said to have Klinefelter’s syndrome as they have seminiferous tubule dysgenesis, and to have that disease they must have testes of course! So they’re obviously male, always were.

So where am I going…..? I get really pissed off with some of these intersex types, like most of them are so fucking lucky, they got diagnosed at birth! Then they bitch and moan about the medical care they received as if it were a bad thing!

Do you know there’s a theory out there in ‘research land’ (that’s a mythical world where people in white coats a hang out and read reams of paper literature) that says that XXY males suffer greatly from insufficient testosterone during puberty, that they’d be better off if they had no puberty at all, like males with Kallmann syndrome, effectively!

True, males with Kallmann syndrome don’t suffer they types of difficulty XXY males suffer, and it is theorised this is because males with Kallmann syndrome their testes fail to produce testosterone, thus saving their brain from psychiatric illness. XXY males on the other hand experience puberty normally, then their testosterone level markedly drops off, sometime after the onset of puberty. Nobody knows exactly when and nobody seems interested in finding out exactly when! They’re males after all, who gives a shit about males sexual & mental health?

Of course there are always exceptions to the rule.

Remember also, psychiatric illness has NOTHING to do with learning ability.

But these intersex types, their only problems are man made! Yeah they discover they’d been lied to all their lives, (that’s something for transsexual people to remember, when you lie about a matter your entire life the people you lie to get hurt!) And intersex types, they feel betrayed, depressed, anxious, angry, that can lead to psychological problems. But they’re so lucky that they had doctors who gave a shit about them, who made sure they had a NORMAL puberty, the very thing all XXY guys don’t have!

Transsexual people usually have a NORMAL puberty too! Be it the wrong sex but hey, normal all the same.

Now you’ve got to read the fine print in “The Interface Project” on YouTube, these intersex types have an introduction video, and what the people say is compelling, but the text in the video is off putting.

I know for a fact they all believe XXY guys are intersex, not that it’s any of their business of course! They wholeheartedly believe all XXY guys have Klinefelter’s syndrome, these intersex types are really good at spouting medical dogma, when it doesn’t apply to them! They want to force XXY boys to develop psychiatric disorders, because they’re receiving information from crackpots who lie about even how they a were diagnosed, about their medical care, the structure of their internal organs, anything to fit into the intersex group they will lie about.

So why do some of the XXY guys want to fit into a group they don’t belong in? Could it be that they’re all homosexual and the support groups of the 1990’s didn’t cater for them, and they had nowhere else to go? Of course, I think it’s pretty well proven sex chromosome numbers do not dictate sexuality, but these homosexual XXY guys really want it to be true for them! If XXY causes homosexuality then all XXY males MUST be homosexual, and we know for a fact that’s not true!

Should an XY female have her internal, non sperm making, testes removed, and if they are removed is that sterilisation? I do know of AIS, 46XY females who were not diagnosed until adulthood, and none have ever elected to keep their non sperm producing, testosterone producing gonads. They’re not being sterilised, they’re being assisted. So I don’t think AIS females diagnosed at birth, or in childhood are being sterilised either, they’re being assisted. They’re given what most XXY guys don’t have a NORMAL life! Now if Eden Atwood wants to have the effects of her testes back, all she need do is have testosterone supplementation, if she wants?

So getting back to XXY boys, should they be forced to have testosterone therapy? I don’t think they are forced to. It’s only the crackpot XXY guys who pretend they’re intersex who claim they are! Oh no I do know of 1 XXY man who was forced to have testosterone therapy when he was a teen by his parents, and as soon as he hit 18 he stopped the therapy, at grave risk to his health! That is exactly what doctors want to avoid, which is exactly why they INSIST it’s the XXY boy HIMSELF who decides if he wants hormone therapy. Of course stupid parents will do stupid things regardless of the best advice!

Of XXY boys in puberty this is what I have NEVER found, they don’t want erections, they don’t want sex, they don’t want to masturbate, they don’t want to ejaculate. When they realise they need testosterone to do all those things, they agree to hormone therapy. It’s only these pretend intersex crackpot XXY adults who want to claim their hormone therapy was a disaster. One famous XXY idiot maintains he was better off being sexually incapable, and wished he’d never started testosterone therapy, but only did so because he was not informed of all the consequences of that therapy. So who as an adult needs to be informed as to the effects of testosterone when as an adult he sought out therapy? Oh he also claims he might die if he stops the therapy he was ‘forced’ to take, which is utter nonsense!

Who the hell’s he trying to kid here? This sort of crap might be really well received by the intersex types, the true intersexers I mean, but it just doesn’t wash with normal bodied people. Normally testosterone is produced by the testes in males at about 50-70mgs per day, when the men are resting. Many men seem to think they wake after resting with an erection as they need to piss, but it’s pure co-incidence. Just ask yourself men, during the day, and you’re awake when you need to pee do you have an erection? Well I’m a man and I don’t, but I do have morning erections, because the testosterone I have is not being used for all the other things it’s needed for and goes straight to my penis, just the same as any other man, when he’s resting.

So what happens if they don’t produce that 50-70mgs per day? Do you really think they still wake up erect? Do they have sexually explicit dreams? Do they think about sex at all? So if an XXY man doesn’t want these terribly manly things what does he have to do? Cut his balls off! Not on your life he doesn’t, all he has to do is stop having the testosterone therapy. Making that personal choice might be quite difficult for some XXY men, when it all goes wrong who can they blame but themselves?

Now if these intersex types want to influence the medical profession to not treat them with hormones, of course they can feel free, they’re adults after all and it’s their health that’s at stake, nobody can be hurt but them. But for them to advocate that NOBODY with a DSD should be treated with hormones because of their not necessarily true accounts, is just plain nonsense. How can they possibly expect to have any influence in the health care of persons not related to them, not even in their circle of friends, based on their dubious accounts?

XXY boys deserve to be diagnosed early, before the onset of puberty, and ought to have the right to go through puberty just like any other males on the planet, and not be forced to develop possible psychiatric illness just because these intersex types have not got a clue what they’re talking about. If they want my continued support they’re going to have to tone down the text in their video. They’re going to have to accept that XXY boys forced to develop Klinefelter’s syndrome will not have a good opinion of their own most ugly body, as it’s counter intuitive for healthy males to look like that! Even their crackpot XXY colleagues don’t have that fat ugly body, BECAUSE they have testosterone therapy!

In my opinion.