We at National Review try to keep you aware of current events. But please indulge me as I provide an update on an event from a week ago that I missed. That would be the “Transgender Day of Visibility,” an occasion marked last Monday by people who care about the panoply of days, weeks, and months activists have long attempted to enshrine as part of some kind of LQBTQ liturgical calendar. The Associated Press dutifully provided a sympathetic account of a Washington, D.C., rally.

The general atmosphere seems to have been muted, even dispirited. This is not surprising. The transgender activists who have populated such gatherings, and who for the past decade placed this once-obscure cause atop the cultural commanding heights, are on the back foot, both culturally and politically. The Trump administration’s actions contesting their claims affirm biological truth and reflect popular sentiment.

A half-hearted, dreary display on the National Mall is quite a comedown for the transgender movement. Last year, the Transgender Day of Visibility coincided with Easter. President Biden, a Catholic, issued a celebratory proclamation of the former. During Pride month celebrations at the White House in 2023, a transgender influencer exposed his breasts (and was banned from the White House for it, at least). Without presidential sanction and promotion, events such as the Transgender Day of Visibility can be easy to miss. The fact that I missed it is itself news.