The restroom issue in America is out of control. For some reason, it’s risen to be an ‘election issue’.
In California there are six recognized genders and they can change whenever you feel a bit confused – trouble fitting in with male lesbians? You can find another suitable ‘gender’.
For some reason, “progress” as defined by the progressive movement, means that I need to share my space with freaks. It used to be that a restroom was a place where a guy could take a leak, wash his hands and leave. Now you need to be on your guard. You don’t know who is coming through the door, and if the “lady” stands next to you, hikes her dress and waters the horse, (I’ve actually seen that at the San Francisco District Attorney’s Office) “tolerance” is called for.
Tolerance has limits. If you don’t identify as ‘male’ or female, use the family restroom.