Jack and Jill, Revisited

Glimmers of sanity — everywhere except Canada.

Jack or Jill went up the hill

To fetch a pail of gender.

Jack came down, put on a gown

And Jill came tumbling out of him.

— from The Great Book of Woke Nursery Rhymes

I recently revisited my Jack and Jill series — a trilogy I wrote more than four years ago — with an uneasy mixture of hope and despair.

Hope, because sanity appears to be returning t…