We have the Paralympics. Which have complicated classes for disability. Cognitive lacks play over here in one class, limb lacks over here in another, sight there and so on. There are even classes within classes to that we get swims where everyone is called Bob.
We already classify by the exigencies and happenstances of genetics and accident. Because it is entirely obvious to all that those without the brain to tie their own shoelaces aren’t going to do all that well against Magic Johnson. That those with the one and only functioning limb will, by the very nature of these things, paddle slower than Duncan Goodhew. Even at the ages of those two sportsmen.
There will, in fact, be no sport unless we do classify.
None of this is about righteous nor just. It’s about this simple point that sport requires uncertainty. It must be possible for there to be the race.
Male musculature as against female? What race? Therefore we should indeed distinguish and classify.
And don’t forget that by drawing a line there will always be some unfairly on the one side of it. Internal testicles making one not a woman for the purposes of racing? High testosterone levels in an Indian sprinter?
OK. The alternative being the demolition of women’s sport as a category as the male physique conquers.
Someone’s going to get screwed, sure, but who should it be? Probably the few, right? Not the all?