Whites who are not transplants: Their prevalence across regions

To help us understand where different parts of the country are demographically, as well as where they're going in the future, we need a better picture than simply race.

Not that race doesn't tell us a lot -- we know the heavily white regions won't be plagued by as much violent and property crime as the heavily black and Hispanic regions.

But for a true sense of communal stability, the white people can't have all just shown up yesterday, from all over the country. Boomtowns that act as transplant magnets have shallow roots in the present, and may never develop roots into the future. Only if everyone there today stays put, and not too many newcomers flood in.

If the boomtown keeps drawing in wave after wave of latter-day gold-miners, it hits a great big reset button and never allows existing roots to grow. And if the boom goes bust, the place turns into a ghost town. Either way, merely waiting a long time is not good enough for roots to be put down.

I've combined these two factors into a single measure: of the region's population, what percent of them are non-Hispanic whites who are native to their region?

The data come from the General Social Survey, which asks where you were living at age 16. The question about Hispanic background was only asked starting in 2000, so the picture here is valid for the 21st century. I restricted the population to those aged 25 and above, since transplants tend to take awhile to finally move out to wherever they're staking a claim.

"Transplant" here means someone who's living in an entirely different region than where they grew up, not simply moving from L.A. to San Diego, or from New Jersey to New York. Small-scale migration won't be that destabilizing, but having a large share of your population coming from a different region does not bode well for local stability.

This chart ranks the Census regions by their share of non-Hispanic, white, regional natives:

Here is a map of which states are included in which region:

Far and away, the eastern part of the Midwest has the highest concentration of rooted whites. Quite simply, a large share of the population is white, and whites are most likely to be natives in this region. Plenty of folks may move out of Michigan, but nobody moves into Michigan.

New England and the western part of the Midwest also have highly white populations -- in fact, slightly more white than E.N. Central -- but they are twice as likely to be transplants (24% vs. 12%).

The Mid-Atlantic suffers from only 70% being white, although they make up for that somewhat by having the second-highest rate of staying put.

Southern Appalachia (E.S. Central) has a decent-sized white population at 80%, but over one-quarter of them are transplants.

The other Southern and Western states are all about tied for last place, for varying reasons.

The South Atlantic has a decent share of blacks and Hispanics, and about one-third of the whites are transplants. The greater Texas region has even more blacks and Hispanics, but their whites are somewhat less transplanted (over one-quarter).

The Mountain states suffer from the highest rate of transplant-ism among whites (barely 50% of whom are native to the region), although non-Hispanic whites do form three-fourths of the population. And of course the West Coast is bound to be dead last: just under 60% are non-Hispanic whites, and of these, only 67% are regional natives.

For now, I'm not going to use this geographic pattern to explain other patterns, or try to account for the present one. Before doing that, it's worth wrapping your mind around a simple description of which parts of the country have higher and lower concentrations of rooted white people.

GSS variables: regtrans (from reg16 and region), region, race, hispanic, age, year

New horizons on the dissection of deviance: latent transgenderism and female bisexuality

A couple years ago I solved the puzzle of what male homosexuality boils down to — arrested social-emotional development during childhood, while still undergoing bodily hormonal changes during adolescence. The end result is someone who's sex-crazed but still thinks, feels, and acts like a little boy, who of course finds girls yucky and directs his newly emerging libido toward the non-yucky sex (other boys). All other facets of the male homosexual syndrome stem from this psychological stunting mixed with hormonal maturation.

To review the evidence, search the older posts for terms like gay Peter Pan-ism, gay pedomorphy, gay neoteny, etc.

But gays are so 2013. This year it's time to dissect other sacred victim groups in order to see what they're really like, too.

Several upcoming posts will look into female bisexuality, where the upshot seems to be that it is the same kind of syndrome as male homosexuality, only lesser in severity and duration, perhaps owing to female biology being more robust against environmental insults. In other words, the same agent that causes male homosexuality causes female bisexuality, although females show a better prognosis just as they do when males and females both get infected with the flu virus.

This inverts the common but whacko conclusion that female sexuality is more easily disturbed or warped — more "fluid" — because it supports a continuum of hetero, bi, and homosexuality, whereas the supposedly more stable male sexuality is either gay, straight, or lying ("bi").

In fact, bisexuality in girls shows how much more relatively stable their nature is to perturbations from pathogens, toxins, or whatever else. They don't become full-blown gay, don't show the same level of deviance as male homosexuals, and largely recover back to heterosexuality during their 30s.

The dismissive way of describing this is that their bisexuality is just a personality phase they go through during their hormone-crazed youth. But why don't the majority of girls go through that personality phase? Clearly it's not just any old phase but a stage of a profound disturbance. It is more accurate and more humanizing to view it as an illness that they thankfully recover from fairly early.

The next area of deviance to be dissected will be what I term "latent" transgenderism, for lack of a better term. J Michael Bailey has already written extensively on the homo and non-homo forms of transgenderism that typically accompany transvestism (cross-dressing), where the person feels as though they have a distinct "gender identity" (which they may feel compelled to "come out" about to others). I'd probably have to dig down further in all of his writings to see if there's anything for me to add.

However, there seems to be a rising level of latent transgenderism, where someone has erotic fantasies about being a member of the opposite sex, with a partner of the opposite sex. That is, a guy's fantasy involving two or more girls — and not a single man — or a girl's fantasy involving two or more guys — and not a single woman.

These are the types of guys who masturbate to girl-on-girl pornography, and the types of girls who get off on reading slash fiction — two related genres that were virtually absent even within pornography and erotica just a few decades ago, when it was all male-female (or male-male for a gay audience, though not for a female audience).

Unlike overt transgender cases, the latent cases don't feel as though they have a distinct gender identity or sexual orientation, and therefore have nothing to hide from others, feel shame about, or have to confess / reveal / come out about. They aren't going to call together a family meeting and say:

"Mom, Dad, there's something I think you need to know about who I am inside... I've been struggling about how to formulate this, both to myself and to the rest of you. But there's no point in denying it any longer — I fantasize about being a hot nubile babe who gets to make out with other hot nubile babes. No, you bigots, I have no plans to dress up as a girl or try to pass myself off as one. That's a cross-dresser, or transvestite, you clueless old farts. I simply get off on the thought of being the girl in a girl-on-girl affair."

Whether it is the male or female case, the latent transgender seems to be primarily driven by a paralyzing fear of approaching, interacting with, and consummating a relationship with someone of the opposite sex, as a member of their own sex. That is to say, the prospect of a male-female courtship, mating dance, etc., scares them to death. However, they are still attracted to the opposite sex and have urges to be physically intimate with the opposite sex. The only solution, to their temperament, is to approach a girl as a girl, or a guy as a guy.

It is as though these guys think that girls will let their guard down around other girls, and (at least some of them) will be open to making out with their fellow girls, particularly if both are attractive, hormone-crazed, and novelty-seeking youngsters.

The emotional release comes not from the thought of penetrating and climaxing inside of the other girl — impossible when you imagine yourself as or identify with the first girl. Rather, it comes from the relief of not having to go through all the normal pas-de-deux moves, not having to overcome even the slightest set of obstacles. Granted, you only get to imagine yourself fondling, making out with, going down on, or circle-jercking the other girl, but this lower reward is more than made up for by the thought of not having to put any effort into the seduction.

It is thus a symptom of profound risk-aversion, crippling social awkwardness, and self-centeredness (not having to adapt, improve, or contribute anything of one's own in order to couple with another).

While normal male fantasies involve being a more attractive, charismatic, and aggressive version of yourself, latent transgenderism is a change of kind and not only an exaggeration of degree. If they were only driven by a desire for minimal obstacles in the way of getting laid, then they would fantasize about being the pretty boy lead singer of a famous rock band, who throngs of eager groupies would be throwing themselves to every night.

Instead, they are so sensitive to rejection that they fixate on not even being perceived as male in the first place — that way, the girl's behavioral shield will not go up, and her warning system will not alert her to yet another random guy trying to get into her pants.

For the latent transgender male, it is not enough for the girl to register that there's a guy wanting to get into her pants, yet wanting him to do so, as in the fantasy about groupies, or something more normal like one where that cute girl from math class reveals that she's always had a crush on you and wants you to make your move as the guy. His paranoia toward girls means that he must fly completely under the radar, requiring him to assume female form in his fantasy.

The same analysis can be applied to the female reader of slash fiction. She is too awkward, paranoid, and unattractive to fantasize about a normal boy-girl affair, perhaps one in which she's more pretty and confident than in real life. She fixates on the hot guy not even perceiving her as a girl, which might set off his warning system about some random girl trying to make a pass at him. If she were a hot guy herself, then she could slip right past his detection grid.

Naturally, not all guys will be open to experimenting, but that goes for the male fantasy about girl-girl hook-ups as well. They just need to fantasize about that one unusual girl who would make out with a girl, or that one guy who would make out with a guy.

This latent form of transgenderism is important not only because it is far more common than the overt form, but because latent fantasies may influence overt identity. Jerking off to girl-on-girl porno scenes is fundamentally a dream about achieving perfect sexual mimicry in order to deceive the target girl and reach climax without her suspecting that you had any sexual intentions on her all along.

Yet the more you fantasize about becoming a perfect sexual mimic, the more you are likely to incorporate distinctly opposite-sex traits into your own gender identity. Maybe that will lead only to a vaguely androgynous personality and set of behaviors, or maybe it will lead to a deeper dysphoria and anxiety that will disrupt their own life and the stability of those around them.

Such fantasies are seemingly banal because they don't involve transvestism, exhibitionism, or narcissism in the way that overt cases do. It would not even make sense to call these latent cases "trannies" since they don't make a point out of looking or acting like the opposite sex.

But the easily credible potential for latent transgender fantasies to gradually erode a normal and healthy gender identity and sexual orientation means that we ought to give them a more serious clinical look, again even more so when you consider how common they have become among young developing minds in the past generation.

Gay take on erotic thriller genre reveals mental illness at root of homosexuality

Here are some comments I left at this review of a movie, Stranger by the Lake, that tries to homo-fy the erotic thriller genre. It touches on many aspects of the gay deviance syndrome -- Peter Pan-ism, power and humiliation, extreme negligence of personal health, etc.

The basic plot of the movie is that the main character is so cock-hungry toward a man whom he has secretly witnessed killing a previous lover, that he keeps coming back for more, despite the obvious danger to his own life. The tension arises from him, and us, not knowing whether the next time will be his last.

But the similarities with normal erotic thrillers are only superficial. The gay version is marked by its fundamentally abnormal psychology.

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“The film also won the Queer Palm award.[5]”

I see they’ve gone and re-branded the Palm on the Underage Ballsack award. Is nothing sacred anymore?

About it being an erotic thriller — not at all, and its failings reveal the profoundly warped nature of male homosexuality.

In an erotic thriller like Basic Instinct, the tension arises from the male protagonist’s curiosity about a woman who seems as capable of violence as a man, and wanting to square off against her toe-to-toe. Her violent tendencies intrigue him rather than frighten him — it’s not like she’d be able to take on me.

He likes to scratch, she claws his back. He half-rapes his girlfriend, the killer babe ties him up in bed and aggresses against him. Worthy fucking adversary.

That’s the erotic thriller: alpha or usually wannabe alpha male seeks his thrills by competing against the femme fatale, uncertain of which combatant will ultimately one-up the other for good. It’s the guys who get a rush from taunting a girl to “hit me with your best shot, honey”.

The fraidy-cat twink in this queer-directed movie doesn’t play that role at all. He doesn’t see the killer as his equal, nor does he want to get his kicks from jockeying for position, as it were. He’s frightened by him, realizes he could be the next victim, but is so empty and desperate that he’ll pursue a quick fix at any cost, having to block out those rational fears for the couple of minutes it takes for the killer to blow his diseased wad up the sissy’s butt.

So, completely opposite of the contest between equals in the erotic thriller, the gay killer fantasy is based on one of them having total power and the other showing total submission, perhaps to the extreme of being killed by the other.

Dudes fantasizing about sexually wrastlin’ with women is shameful, but it’s not a sign of being severely fucked in the head. Gay fantasies, on the other hand, always reveal profound mental illness. The winner of the Queer Palm award is trying to romanticize what is soulless, and to aestheticize what is disgusting and ugly.

Thus it’s possible for the protag in an erotic thriller to be tragic, his downfall stemming from arrogantly tempting fate by daring the femme fatale to take off the kid gloves and hit him for real. I don’t know of an example that actually tries to make him tragic, let alone succeed at it, but at least it’s possible, and the basic idea comes across in any good erotic thriller, like Basic Instinct.

The victim in the gay killer fantasy flick is not brought down by any kind of hubris, but by an extreme form of negligence. He knows full well how violent the other guy is, how likely he is to wind up as his next victim, but he’s just gotta have his cock fix.

That’s no more tragic than some junkie continuing to shoot up knowing damn well what the substance will ultimately do to him. It’s pathetic, disturbing, and makes a normal person want to lock him up in a supervised facility where he can no longer harm himself.

We don’t respond that way to the arrogant tempter of the femme fatale — arrogance implies a certain degree of maturity, so it’s his own fault that he got killed by the psycho (“I tole you dat bitch crazy”).

But pretending that a real and imminent danger will somehow magically go away, is just infantile. Our reflex is that this person isn’t totally responsible for what’s happened to them, because their mental development has been arrested or retarded.

We don’t get satisfaction from seeing them met their demise — satisfaction in the sense of righteous vindication. Maybe we’re generically sad, maybe we’re just glad the junkie has kicked the bucket and won’t be around to bother us with his self-destruction any longer. Either way, there’s no happy ending to the gay killer movie.

Tranny fakeness revealed by Bruce Jenner's inauthentic nom de poon "Caitlyn"

I dropped by Blind Gossip to learn that Kim Kardashian is upset at someone named Caitlyn Jenner for upstaging her news about being pregnant again, on account of landing the cover of Vanity Fair.

"Caitlyn" Jenner? Never heard of that one before, let's just have a look and see why her cover shoot would be such an — OHHH MY GAAAHD.

Everybody's cracking jokes about the name because it's so ridiculously young for a 65 year-old. There was a Caitlin in my grade, but she was ahead of the curve; it's a distinctly Millennial name (so is anything with -lynn or -line).

If Bruce wanted to pass as authentic, why not choose some Boomer name like Brenda or Barbara? I'll bet he was thinking of Briana, another distinctly Millennial name, but thought better of making his new name sound too similar to the old one.

Choosing a currently trendy name is common among performers who are assuming an alternate persona.

Take '80s dance-pop singer Taylor Dayne — she has yet another distinctly Millennial name, but she was really born Leslie Wunderman in 1962. Taylor was a popular baby girl's name in 1987 when she hit it big. Leslie Wunderman wanted to sound young and trendy, so she jumped on the Taylor bandwagon.

Young women trying to make a name for themselves in porno also go with what's trendy, even if it means a 20 year-old having the name of a small child — Aubrey, Chloe, Isabella, etc. But all the action in naming fashions takes place among mothers of newborns, so striving for trendiness will make your name sound juvenile, even if you're already fairly young to begin with.

Back to Bruce Jenner, these other examples show that he's just acting out as a performer who's whoring for attention from an audience. It's all a great put-on, and he knows it.

If he had always truly felt as though he were female, he would've chosen a secret female name way back in the day, and it would necessarily sound old all these years later. But he picked "Caitlyn" yesterday, not when he was a kid.

For all we know, he's been cycling through secret female names for decades, swapping out the old ones according to fashion — Chrissy Jenner in the '80s, Lauren Jenner in the '90s, Ashley Jenner in the 2000s, and now Caitlyn Jenner. What a pathetically unconvincing fraud and weirdo.