I recently re-found a box of chocolates I got at the discount candy warehouse.  They were still really good, but I got a surprise when I bit into one of them.  The box clearly said “Raspberry,” and it was in the magenta foil wrapper with the raspberry sticker and in a single-type box among another dozen raspberry dark chocolate cordials.  It looked exactly the same from the outside…complete with little molded embossed raspberry.  But it was full of caramel. 

And you know, I don’t know a single damned person who would insist that because of the box it had been purchased in, the color of the foil, the sticker that had been put on it (undoubtably by a professional candymaker), the ingredients list, the mold that had been used, or the word on the label that it was “actually,” “really” a raspberry cordial.  In fact, most people would look at me like I was crazy and say “um, if there’s caramel inside, it’s a caramel, this ain’t rocket science.”   

Why can’t it be this common sense with trans* people?