The PowerNoggin doesn't know or understand it. She uses its lingo and pretends that such use is scientifically honest, but the truth? She's playing at knowledge, not demonstrating comprehension.
The very funniest way this is shown (at least to me, right now, today) is in that Specially Treated Class of Humans, the Home O'Sexuals.
The Home O'Sexual wants to regress to the gestational stage where the fetus is sexually indeterminate. "Give me that penis and testes, dammit!" screams the angry misander lesbian who can't figure out whether she is a he. "Calgon, take away my twig and berries and give me a love canal on the FRONT side," says the french poodle as he struts down the sidewalk imagining himself a fashion runway model.
They're god-damned reactionaries. But they excuse it with sophistry.
"You're just an ugly redneck. You refuse to see how some women just want to be men. You refuse to see how some men are angry at their gender because they prefer the female perspective in all dimensions."
Please don't ever look deeper than the confused homosexual's presently stated desire. If Swishy Steve declares he's never been happy as a boy or man, obviously he needs to have extensive corrective surgery and hormonal therapy, and clearly nothing that happened to him in his youth was an influence on his gender role confusion.
Of course, to mention this merely encourages the PowerNoggin to get all dismissive and angry. "You people with your focus on the human psyche were the ones who declared homosexuality a psychiatric malady."
if you're psyche is in agony and it's due to your gender confusion, I'd say you are suffering a psychiatric malady.