It's Got My Toes A-Tapping

The Boston Globe reports:

On the inside, a set of bathrooms at Emerson College looks like standard fare. On the outside, there are newfangled signs to ease the concerns of students who prefer not to signal that they are entering a men's or women's bathroom. The symbols are gender-neutral, a picture of a man and a woman. In response to students' pleas, Emerson has changed the signs that used to be aimed at a specific gender on 21 restrooms in campus buildings and one of the college's two dormitories.

Emerson's changes, made in preparation for the upcoming school year, mirror moves by Tufts University and the University of Vermont, part of a small but growing number of universities modifying policies and facilities on behalf of transgender students. Several colleges have amended nondiscrimination policies to include gender identity, but student groups recently began pursuing more concrete changes, including gender-neutral housing, locker rooms, and bathrooms.

"This will bring more equal opportunities to the students of Emerson," said Jessica Ganon, a junior at Emerson who campaigned with fellow students to get the school to provide the gender-neutral bathrooms. "I am much happier that this makes life easier for others. I felt sorry for those who felt unsure of where to go."

Now we're confused: confronted by that sign -- which sports a girl with legs splayed, a guy on a pogo stick wearing a kilt, and a kid in a wheelchair, what are we supposed to do? With how many of the three must one comply before admittance is appropriate? What sort of toe-tapping codes am I supposed to use?

Hat tip to Chris Johnson, who comments:

[N]ot everything in life has to be or should be an Important Political StatementTM©®, bro. Sis. Whatever. Not to go all Freudian on you or anything but sometimes relieving yourself is just relieving yourself.

This is, of course, not some isolated incident. But since only latent homosexual suppressed psychotics use the term "Homosexual Agenda," we most certainly won't.

The "Love that dare not speak its name" has become the perversion that can't shut the Hell up.