So there’s this article in the New Yorker about trans women and radical feminists. The reporting is rather, er, slanted. More slanted than italics.
It comes across as trying to give both sides equal weight, but what the writer actually does is emphasize trans women as violent and threatening while emphasizing TERFs as women who have been abused by men and whose laserlike focus on attacking women who are much easier targets than men is understandable for that reason.
Like if terfs left us alone, stopped attacking us, stopped trying to deny us access to resources and shelters and even restrooms there wouldn’t be an argument in this regard. Like the reason trans women and terfs clash is because terfs are constantly on the offensive (in every sense of the word) against trans women and sex workers, but somehow never manage to actually do anything about men or patriarchy.
Also a particularly infamously abusive terfy ~trans critical~ trans woman is quoted as lamenting why we don’t just focus on the men who commit violence against us. And I mean, I don’t know, why don’t terfs focus on men and leave us alone? They keep harassing us and then accusing us for reacting.
Ever have one of those days where you get up early to do your hair and your makeup and look your best, and it winds and it rains so hard the wind breaks your umbrella? And the rain rains so hard it wrecks your hair and annihilates your makeup? And like you have foundation and powder and eyeshadow running into your eyes and can’t even see and you haven’t even walked 50 feet yet?
Not that today was like that for me. This happened in 2002. I am still bitter.
some people say trans folks are obsessed with being trans.
but if you found yourself naked in public, you would be obsessed with finding clothes.
that’s what it feels like to be trans.
now imagine not being able to find clothes for YEARS.
imagine having to go to a counselor and then a doctor to get APPROVAL to wear clothes.
imagine having to WAIT for the clothes to grow on your body.
"yeah you’ll have socks someday. there’s no guarantee how big they will be. but they will probably grow."
In other words, you MAY grow a beard or breasts and hips. No guarantees.
"someday you’ll stop being naked all the time. but people will still see through your clothes. unless you’re very lucky."
in other words you will always look trans.
now imagine people want to kill you because you are naked. imagine the more clothes you put on, the more people want hurt you.
and none of those haters are naked.
now imagine you want to kill YOURSELF if you don’t find some clothes.
this is what it’s like to be trans. you feel naked all the time.
and you just want it to stop.
women grow hair on their boobs and their butts and their legs and their arms and their stomachs and their face and really anywhere their genetics decides to have hair and it is perfectly normal what isnt normal is men who have never touched a razor trying to shame women for not looking like a hairless baby
Fuck PETA. They’re offering to help ten families in Detroit with their bills if they agree to become vegan.
Holy shit that is some straight up white saviour missionary style bullshit. Only with quinoa instead of bibles.
Whatever the Detroit water project, started by a black woman, is way more successful. You can sign up to pay $ towards someone’s bill. Peep: http://detroitwaterproject.org/
How is it that in a film whose premise rests on the idea of reimagining the past, present and future, we still end up with a blonde white woman with flashing blue eyes as the stand-in for what personifies evolution and supremely fulfilled human potential? At one point the Ape-like Lucy and Evolved Lucy meet face-to-face as Evolved Lucy does a bit of time-traveling. Their fingers touch, and we see them deliberately posed to mimic the famous Creation of Adam painting, and in that moment I saw what I suppose we were supposed to see: humanity at its beginning, and then humanity at its end, at its most perfect. Blonde, white and blue-eyed.
I can’t accept that. I can’t accept that there was only one black woman in the entire film, who delivered one line and who we never saw again. I can’t accept that the bad guys were Asian and that although in China, Lucy’s roommate says, “I mean, who speaks Chinese? I don’t speak Chinese!” I can’t accept that in Hercules, which I also saw this weekend, there were no people of color except for Dwayne Johnson himself and his mixed-race wife, whose skin was almost alabaster. I can’t accept that she got maybe two lines and was then murdered. I can’t accept that the “primitive tribe” in Hercules consisted of dark-haired men painted heavily, blackish green, to give their skin (head-to-toe) a darker appearance, so the audience could easily differentiate between good and bad guys by the white vs. dark skin. I can’t accept that during the previews, Exodus: Gods and Kings, a story about Moses leading the Israelite slaves out of Egypt, where not a single person of color is represented, casts Sigourney Weaver and Joel Edgerton to play Egyptians. I can’t accept that in the preview for Kingsman: The Secret Service, which takes place in London, features a cast of white boys and not a single person of Indian descent, which make up the largest non-white ethnic group in London. I can’t accept that in stories about the end of the world and the apocalypse, that somehow only white people survive. I can’t accept that while my daily life is filled with black and brown women, they are completely absent, erased, when I look at a TV or movie screen."
ramtops-witch said: The "comfortable with my gender" thing from cis people both amuses me and pisses me off. Like okay that's great and all cis people, but I'm TOTALLY comfortable with my gender, the problem is apparently YOU aren't.
Yeah like cis people don’t realize that many of us (if not most) are actually comfortable with our genders too? We’re just uncomfortable with bullshit like sex dimorphic theory because it helps create a society that wants us dead? Lmao
realmofvikings (via witch-hag)
Amazing how trans womyn actually experience a lot of this and how realmofvikings and the-uncensored-she are trash.
I know, right? And a lot of it starts before transition for many of us.
It’s funny how the realities of our lived experiences are meaningless. I have put up with a ton of sexism, misogyny, catcalling, sexual harassment, victim blaming, ridiculous beauty expectations, fat shaming, body shaming, and threats in the 27 years since I began transition. None of it was anything I wanted or asked for (and that entire quote is one gigantic swath of victim-blaming BS of exactly the variety the author wants us to believe she’s against).
But, I think this actually illustrates how trans women are not doing this on a lark. We risk all these things, risk violence, risk discrimination, risk everything not just because we’re female but also because we’re trans.
This isn’t a fetishization or romanticization. This is real life. Daily life. This is preferable to the alternative of not transitioning. Not because we want these things any more than any other woman. But because transition is necessary for each and every one of us to take care of ourselves and our needs.
So go to hell if you think I set out to transition with the intention of having employers offer me ~private auditions~ as an exotic dancer or offer to exchange a blow job for a ride home (and losing said job for turning down said boss). Go to hell if you think any trans woman sets out to be treated like shit like it’s a goddamned lark. And go to hell for trying to reduce womanhood to a “feeling” and then trivializing that feeling.
I’ll tell you what womanhood feels like for me: It means not wanting to kill myself every single day. It means not being ashamed of who I am. It means not hiding who I am. It means knowing who I am. And it means living a genuine, honest, straightforward life in which I know who I am.
I don’t have time for self-centered cis women whose politics apparently extend exactly far enough to complain that trans women exist and in some inexplicable way are stealing something that doesn’t even exist from cis women. If you find yourself making trans women’s existence about you and how you’re being erased maybe you need to stop and think for two globdamned seconds about the possibility that the universe doesn’t revolve around you any more than it does anyone else.
And if you’re taking that personal sense of offense at all these things you’ve invented about trans women to the point to argue that trans women are dangerous predators who must be stopped, and join in with such ~wonderful~ fucking organizations and people like Focus on the Family, the Pacific Justice Institute, Peter LaBarbera, and other right wing fundamentalist anti-LGBTQIA individuals and groups to assault trans women’s rights, then you’ve basically crossed the line into actual fascism and your so-called “feminism” is harming cis and trans women alike. And you need to check yourself and stop being an asshole.
Let us know when you’ve decided to join the rest of us in the 21st century. Until you’ve made that critical step and stopped aligning yourself with misogynist right wing bastards, you shut your fucking mouth about trans women.
wait, so now having been raped is a condition of womanhood? better tell a bunch of my cis women friends that i became a real woman at 15 and none of them are women yet.
Apparently so. According to terfs, the experience of being a cis woman is one of unending violence and oppression.
Also, I have to tell my mother that she’s not a woman.
Don’t romanticize autism. Don’t “self diagnose” autism. Autism isn’t a scapegoat for your social anxiety. It isn’t a scapegoat for your gullibility. Autism is a real thing that affects and ruins real people’s lives. Autism isn’t fun. Stop making it another coin to add to your collection.
What was that? I can’t hear you over how awesome my autistic life is.
I am sitting here romanticizing the living heck out of my formerly self-diagnosed, now professionally diagnosed, autism.
the X windows system is 30 years old today. that’s older than the first GPU. that’s amazing(ly horrifying)