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Compassion

Brilliant writing by Emma Gibson. She speaks to the experience of so many of us…
“Someone has just decided they don’t want to be friends with me because of my views (and vocalisation of such) on trans issues. That’s fine. I have lost friends before because of this issue. I’ll lose more in future.
But one point struck me. She said ”Compassion is a great character trait. Please do think about this.”

And I’d like to address that, for anybody else who is thinking that I’m some kind of monster. This is not aimed at the person (who, in any case, I have unfriended on here now.) but for anyone else who wants to make judgements about my ‘compassion’ or lack of. And, yes, share this if you want, sisters. It’s public. I’m so tired.

My compassion lies with the women fleeing abuse at the hands of men who have to share a shelter with Daniel Muscato or any other man because he self identifies as a woman.

My compassion lies with the women hiding in shelters right now, terrified that their abusive ex can move into that shelter at any minute because they identify as a woman.

My compassion lies with the mothers who carried and birthed their children and now must make way for their petulant husband on Mothers Day.

My compassion lies with the girls who will never be able to participate in sports because their places have been taken by boys who aren’t meeting the gendered expectations of their sex, so are labelled as girls and given spaces on the girls teams. And the women who work and train for years to be the best in womens sports then have their medals and trophies stolen by men.

My compassion lies with the girls sports teams who are told that they must have middle-aged-men watch them undress in their locker room or be labeled bigots and forced to squeeze into a tiny, secondary changing space.

My compassion lies with the girls who will never make it in certain jobs or industries, because the quota of women has been filled by male-to-trans people.

My compassion lies with the wives and children of middle-aged-men who centre themselves and their delusion or fetish over the needs of their families.

My compassion lies with the women who are raped or abused by male-to-trans people and, instead of supported, are vilified if they ‘misgender’ their rapist.

My compassion lies with the female-to-trans victim of a known male-to-trans transgender activist, who was raped in an attempt at impregnation by him and then milked for sympathy by the person who had raped them. A person who is still active in the trans community and, as far as I can see, has not been made to answer to this abuse by his peers.

My compassion lies with every single person who has ever had a serious concern or allegation completely ignored because they ‘misgendered’ the person it was about.

My compassion lies with the young lesbians who are facing a new type of ‘how do you know you don’t like dick if you haven’t tried it? I’ll fuck that out of you.’ and who no longer have safe spaces to turn to, because those spaces (womens spaces and LGB spaces) are now centred around trans issues and trans feelings and the homophobic men are now ‘women’ and can follow them wherever they wish.

My compassion lies with the female-to-trans – the women who hate themselves and their bodies so much that they have their breasts bound or hacked off and inject themselves with hormones that don’t belong in their bodies. Or the girls (the young lesbians, mostly) who are told they aren’t feminine enough, so they must be boys and they must bind themselves and piss through a packer and change their name, because they aren’t right as they are.

My compassion lies with the detransitioners – the people who have realised too late that there is nothing wrong with their body. And by the time they realise this, their body is already poisoned with the hormones of the opposite sex. It’s with the confused men with fake breasts and the hurting women with stubble.

My compassion lies with the male-to-trans, the ones who genuinely feel they are in the wrong body – that they are somehow ‘wrong’ as a person. My compassion lies with them because they have been told by society that they are not okay as they are, that what they like and how they feel does not belong in their body, and so they have decided that their body is wrong.

My compassion lies with all trans people – these people are mentally ill and we, as a society, are enabling them to pump themselves full of hormones that don’t belong in their bodies (the long term side effects of which we still have no real idea of), cut off healthy body parts, have painful surgeries and spend every waking minute trying to fix their ‘wrongness’, when all that is wrong is a society that does not allow gender-non-conformity to go unpunished in some way or other.

My compassion lies with all the children being raised today and in future with no grasp of very basic biology, no understanding of how their body works, no language to articulate what is happening to their body.

My compassion lies with the women who are being robbed of the language to articulate what is happening to them and their sisters and why it is happening. Who are gaslighted into accepting and parotting blatant lies and word soup that makes no sense, either common or scientific.

My compassion lies with the women who are no platformed, fired, stalked, harrassed, threatened with violence, rape and murder (of them, their children, their pets…) for saying things such as ‘women have vulvas’ or ‘people born with penises don’t experience periods’.

My compassion lies with the women who work tirelessly to build places where they and other women can be safe only for them to be torn down on the whims of men. It lies with the women who lost part of themselves when Michfest ended and it lies with those of us who will never experience it because a different breed of man than usual saw that women had something and decided if they couldn’t have it, they’d destroy it.” ( by Emma Gibson)

Midwives Arise!

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This is a talk by Courtney CatEarth Ayres,  midwife,  mother, and woman warrior.  I’ll let her speak for herself here.

A COUNTER-EXHIBIT TO THE DEGENDERETTES DISPLAY AT THE SAN FRANCISCO PUBLIC LIBRARY.

Sharing on at the request of some sister feminists:

A COUNTER-EXHIBIT TO THE DEGENDERETTES DISPLAY AT THE SAN FRANCISCO PUBLIC LIBRARY.

Hi All,

Recently, the SF Public Library mounted an exhibit of art and weapons (axes and baseball bats) used by the Degenderettes that included a t-shirt splashed in red (to indicate blood) with the words “I Punch TERFS” scrawled across it. Feminists are helping pull together an exhibit to counter this call for violence against women.

THE CONCEPT: We would like women to submit pictures of themselves holding up a sign that describes why they were called TERFs, beginning with “I was called a TERF because …” Anyone who does not want to show their face can simply cover it with the sign.

Example of a sign: “I was called a TERF because I said that gender isn’t a feeling. #IWasCalledTERF

We will then create an online exhibit of the photos.

We would like to do a TWITTER CAMPAIGN on May 26 @ 2 PM PDT to coincide with a panel on “Art and Activism in the Bay” that the SFPL is hosting in conjunction with the Degenederettes exhibit. We will use the hashtag: #IWasCalledTERF

WHAT YOU CAN DO:

1. Please submit photos of yourself as described above. Please email your photo(s) to: theterfexhibit@gmail.com.

2. Please get ready to tweet your photo to the SFPL (‪@SFPublicLibrary) on Saturday, May 26 at 2 PM PDT using the hashtag: #IWasCalledTERF.

Thank you!

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Remember Me When Gender Ideology Bites You In The Ass

imagesOriginally posted on Mumsnet. (I added links to show that these trends are not just idle terf paranoia, but are becoming the law)

{edited to note that I did not write this. I do not know the name of the author}

“To the woman who shrieked at me that I am a bigot and a terf and a hateful transphobe for defending women’s rights,

Ten, fifteen years from now, I ask you to remember me.

Remember me when you have your first baby and you’re referred to throughout your pregnancy as a birthing individual, a pregnant person, and it makes you feel kind of dehumanised and you wish they’d just call you a woman, a mother, because that’s what you are. But they’re not allowed, because it’s illegal to say only women can be pregnant and give birth.

http://www.feministcurrent.com/2017/02/28/gestators-hosts-pregnant-people-bipartisan-pact-erase-women/

Remember me when you give birth and you feel vulnerable and exposed and you really want a woman beside you who understands what you’re going through and instead your midwife is a six foot man with stubble in a dress and you know he isn’t a woman but you’re not allowed to object, even when you need to be examined and you just want a woman to do it but you know you can’t say anything because that would be hate speech, even though your body is screaming no.

https://www.dailysignal.com/2017/06/19/canadians-face-hate-crimes-using-wrong-gender-pronouns/

Remember me when your elderly mother, who has lost her mind to dementia, goes into a care home and is told that her carer, Susan, is a woman, because you asked that she only be cared for by women. And even in her addled state of mind, she knows that Susan is a man, and you know Susan is a man, but you cannot object, and she has to allow Susan to perform her intimate care, because to object would be hate speech.

Remember me when your daughter comes home from school crying, the daughter who has spent the last five years training to be the best athlete in her class, her school, her district, she’s crying because Lucas in her class, one of the fastest boys, has decided he identifies as female for now and so is allowed to run in her race, and she knows it doesn’t matter how hard she trains, he will always beat her, and she can only ever hope for a silver medal now. Or bronze, if there is another Lucas.

http://www.wnd.com/2017/03/female-athletes-crushed-by-women-who-were-once-men/

Remember me when you go into a toilet late at night, perhaps in a bar, and there’s noone else around, and a guy walks in, he has a beard and is wearing jeans and a t shirt, and the way he looks at you seems off, and you feel afraid and unsettled and worried he might hurt you. But you can’t challenge him, because if you do he’ll say he’s a woman and has as much right as you do to be in this toilet, a place where many years ago you might have come to feel safe.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/1722756661380462/

Remember me when you go for a promotion, for a board position at work that’s designated for a woman. You’ve put in the hours, you’ve worked so hard, you know you deserve it. And the position goes to Lola, who until last year was a 50 year old man. Lola will never do anything inconvenient like needing time off to have babies, or to deal with any health issues that you, a woman might face, like endometriosis, breast cancer, PND. Lola is a woman just like you, and your company are happy that they have fulfilled their quota of women members on the board.

Remember me when you read on the news that crime statistics for women committing rape and murder are on the increase, and now women carry out a much higher number of rapes and murders than they did when you were a teenager or a young woman. And you know that these ‘women’ are men and that the statistics are wrong, but to challenge this would be hate speech.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/1722756661380462/

Remember me too, when these women rapists are locked up with vulnerable women in female prisons and cannot escape, because to challenge the presence of the women rapists with penises in prison with them would be hate speech.

http://www.star-telegram.com/news/local/community/fort-worth/article134353039.html

Remember me when your son comes home from school and says that he’s learned at school that you can change sex and that some girls have penises and some boys have vaginas and that his teacher said that because he likes playing with girls and dolls that maybe he is really a girl in the wrong body. And you think, no, you are just my wonderful, unique, son, and you were born in your own body. Remember me when a few months down the line the teacher calls you in and says she’s concerned that you are not validating your son’s identity and that she’s noticed you are still referring to him by the name you so carefully chose for him when he was born, and calling him a boy, when he is actually a girl, and that she doesn’t want to have to involve social services but she’s worried she might have to if you continue to misgender your son and deny his real identity. And you know that she will, because it’s happened before in a school near you, and you are afraid.

https://www.dailysignal.com/2017/06/27/new-law-canada-remove-kids-parents-reject-transgender-ideology/

In this brave new world that you helped to create, look around for your transactivist friends, your lefty male allies, the ones you stood beside and yellled ‘terf, transphobe, bigot’ with, with you shouting the loudest, because you wanted to show what a good ally you were, how inclusive, how progressive. Where are they now? Why, they are where they always were. Benefitting from the patriarchy. Enjoying the new, improved version of it that you helped them to build by crushing the resistance from the women who spoke up for their rights. This has all cost them nothing; it has made the world a better, easier place for men. It has cost you and your sisters who campaigned with them for virtue cookies, everything.

And me? I’ll be where I’ve always been. Fighting for your rights. Fighting to undo the damage.
I’ll have your back, as I always have done.”

Photo credit: Houston Chronicle

What is a Woman?

 

via What is a Woman?

Screen Shot 2017-11-08 at 02.29.20When violence against women was legal ‘Woman’ was classed as an adult human female.

When women were allowed to be payed less ‘Woman’ was classed as an adult human female.

When they were burning witches based on the fact that ‘Women are closer to the devil’. Woman was classed as an adult human female.

Even today all over the world in countries where women are still the legal property ‘Woman’ is classed as an adult human female

Yet when males decide they want to come into womens spaces suddenly ‘Woman’ is classed as an identity

When males want to compete in womens sports ‘Woman’ is classed as an identity

When males want to take spaces meant to increase womens participation in politics ‘Woman’ is classed as an identity

Why dont we just cut to the chase and change the definiton to Woman means what ever is convenient to and most benefits males at any particular time

 

What was between your legs was important when they were deciding who can vote, when they were allowing people to work or not, when they were deciding how much to pay people. When they were forcing people into a life of domestic servitude that allowed rape and violence depending on it

But now all of a sudden when women are making political gains and rising up against this suddenly what is between your legs:

Is irrelevant
Is no ones business
Is bigotry to even ask
is not important

Funny how what is between your legs is only important if men can benefit from it in someway

Dispatch From The Ed Factory

I have finished my glorious semester at UIOWA and with it ends my college experience.  And I’m here to report that the kids have all been made insane by corporate-industrial culture. They all seem to believe that they are really just bio-machines with completely interchangeable sex bits. They are fiercely dedicated to the woman-erasing tranz cult and just about ready to kill anyone who won’t fall in line with the ideology of gender identity.

If you believe that that males and females are essentially indistinguishable from one another and that corporate chemicals. doctors and medical technology hold the magic key to ending the (patriarchally imposed) “gender binary” and that it is a moral necessity to support people who want to identify as the other sex then you also believe that is is moral and necessary to subject gender nonconforming children to these dangerous eugenic procedures. You can’t believe that it is possible for adults to change their sex without this also extending to children, since this is your definition of what it is to be human.

If you think you believe it’s possible for adults to change their sex but you wonder, somewhere in the back of your colonized mind, if maybe sterilizing gay and lesbian children could be a problem, this means you are a moral idiot who has erected a wall in your mind to protect you from the pain of cognitive dissonance and material, objective, painful reality.

And I am feeling horror as I contemplate the evil of the Good Germans all around me, gleefully joining in with the insane edicts of cross-dressing billionaires with sex change technology to sell. And fucking women over by implying we’re all just too lazy to get in line for our testosterone shots and mastectomies and so join the ranks of male privilege and freedom from rape culture.

The first pic is of a guerrilla art piece that I installed on the front door of WRAC, The Women’s (sic) Resource and Action Center on the UIOWA campus. The next pix are of tags I am considering taping on thi door. The art was removed immediately because actual females are not allowed to question tranz ideology, EVER.

 

WRAC is the sponsor of GIRLS ROCK, a music day camp for “girls” which has a pro-eugenic viewpoint about poisoning and sterilizing kids who reject patriarchal gender roles. I wrote to GIRLS ROCK about their pro-tranz policy and how that might not be such a great message to be giving to young girls, you know, “If you don’t like your body you can just go to the doctor and buy poisonous experimental chemicals and disfiguring surgery and be dependent on the medical system for the rest of your life!” GO TRANZ!!

 

 

Reading Daly, 30 Years On

imagesFrom my journal, October 26, 2016:

It is fucking hard to be rereading Mary Daly’s Gyn/Ecology thirty years on from the first time I read her and to realize that I had the “answers” and the analysis and yet I could not avoid being eaten alive by the forces of the sadostate.  I descended into the phallocratic underworld and completely lost my way and my self. Which was the main point of all the violence – to consign me to a living death.

Within the sadostate women are ontologically undermined, for the sadointent is the conversation of female participation in Be-ing into mere being, that is, the conversion of women into things, and into complicity and thinghood. To the extent that phallic lust succeeds, women are reduced to nonbe-ing.

Robert Whitaker’s book Mad In America:The Enduring Mistreatment of the Mentally Ill partly woke me up in 2008 and sent me along a path of healing; facing my addiction to the behavior-control chemicals that I was prescribed by doctors who were apparently attempting to partially euthanize me. They were trying  to shut me up about having been raped and battered by my father for the first 12 years of my life.  I did manage to free myself from the drug straitjacket, tapering carefully from the behavior-control chemical cocktail slowly over the course of 4 years.

images-1Whitaker went over the some of the same material as Daly, chronicling the rise of gyno/genocidal psychiatry – it’s connections to eugenics and Nazi medical experiments and the mass murder of mental patients during WWll in Germany, but Daly’s words were absent from my damaged brain in 2008, my memory wiped clean by the chemicals and the psychiatric trauma I had endured. And so I wasn’t able to see the whole picture and make the connection that psychiatry is one front, a major one, in the war on women.

There is indeed a war on women. There is a force in this culture, in all of the civilizations on the planet, (except the most primitive and endangered) that absolutely HATES women and nature and wants us silenced, bound and gagged, controlled, tortured, eliminated, made into a lifeless plastic substitute. I have been encountering it everywhere, but I have been unable to name it or see the connections between the various manifestations. I kept taking it personally, kept blaming myself for my difficulties.

Most people really are asleep, are sleepwalking through their lives, automatically acting out atrocities. unaware of the violence they do to themselves, to women and children, to the living planet.

SO -what was I expecting from enlightenment? I guess I was expecting peace and joy and freedom, not this creeping sense of horror upon finding myself awake in the middle of the mass nightmare we call civilization.

I spoze I could go back to the professional  euthanizers and have them chemically neutralize me again.

Nah. I’d rather be awake and aware and in pain than be one of the zombies walking around with their eyes glued to their smartphones, oblivious to the horror raining down all around us.
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Tranz Trances, Session 3

11800264_1479268932388342_1932913393874812129_nI have been thinking about what it was that triggered me into writing about the Tranz issue. I had been going along with it, reserving judgment, not taking it personally, not seriously questioning it, never confronting anyone who believed that tranzing was not only possible, but somehow virtuous and brave. This morning it came to me exactly what it was that turned the tide for me and gave me the courage to begin questioning this phenomenon in public.

maxresdefaultAmy Beede was a woman in the psychiatric survivor community of Vermont, a “frequent flyer,” as they describe people who are in and out of psychiatric hospitals on a regular basis. The first time I met Amy was in 1985. We had the same counselor, who was working with us on emotional problems connected with being sexually assaulted by our fathers during our childhoods. I met Amy at the psych unit at Central Vermont Hospital.

Amy had a lot of problems. She was put on a lot of drugs for a lot of different psychiatric diagnoses over the years and had trouble living independently in the community. But, obviously, the main problem was that she had been beaten and raped by her father throughout her childhood. In fact, many of the women I knew in Vermont who were trapped in the psychiatric system were victims of rape and incest, but this was covered up and denied by virtue of the fallacy promoted by psychiatry that emotional problems are brain diseases that must be medically managed with drugs.

I didn’t see Amy for several years, although I knew she’d had trouble at the VT State Hospital, where she was charged with assault for defending herself from attacks by psychiatric personnel. The last time I saw her was in 2012 on a bus to Burlington, VT. She had the affect of a person with dementia, speaking out inappropriately to people on the bus. Although she had known me in the past, she didn’t recognize me as we spoke. I attribute this to the brain-damage that is caused by psychiatric behavior-control chemicals. 

amos-beedeThen, this past summer of 2016, I found out something truly horrific. Amy had changed her sex to male, calling herself “Amos,” and she had been murdered while homeless in Burlington, VT.

Of course, the Tranz activists bemoan this as a typical attack on transgendered people, which is a terrible reality. But here’s my problem: Why did none of the doctors who “treated” Amy for her supposed “mental disease” of “Gender Identity Disorder”  consider her trauma history when they agreed to prescribe her cancer causing hormones? I don’t know if she had actually undergone the surgical mutilation that is plastic surgery on her genitals and the slicing off of her breasts, but that was the next logical step in this horrific progression. Why did insurance pay for this kind of treatment when what she really needed was a good trauma counselor with an understanding of the sexual caste system and sexual violence against women? Why is nobody talking about this? I tried to talk about this with mutual friends on Facebook and was promptly silenced.

I was shocked by all this news and all the more so, because this could very easily have been my story. Amy and I have similar histories and similar experiences with the mental corrections system;  the same doctors and hospitals and counselors in Vermont. There is something very wrong with the medical system, there is something chillingly wrong with a psychiatric system that would recommend an operation on a woman’s body to change her so that she APPEARS to be male but not make sure that a severely traumatized individual HAS A FUCKING PLACE TO LIVE. What kind of priority is that? It’s an ECONOMIC priority. The made money from diagnosing her as “gender dysphoric” and prescribing her hormones. There’s no money in telling the truth, avoiding medical harm and struggling for social justice for rape and incest victims.

Amy died because incest is soul murder. It destroyed her sense of self and made her vulnerable to the social control agents of the Corporate-Industrial Medical Corrections System. It put her on the street and made her a murder victim. They had given her drugs to control her behavior that affected her hormones  and they kept hammering home the message that her problems were the result of genetic brain chemical imbalances and not simply the result of being battered and sexually assaulted by her father. And thus she came to believe that the solution to the problem of being in the rapable class, i.e., female, was to become male.

 

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Tranz Trances, Session 2

In this Session I will be dis-enchanting the Tranz Trance with a bit of scholarship from famed gyno/ethicist,  Mary Daly.  I recently picked up her book Gyn/Ecology after 30 years and the effect of reading it now as an old woman is nothing less than shattering.

In her book Gyn/Ecology,   Daly discusses  The Pattern of the Sado-Ritual Syndrome. The Sado-Ritual Syndrome is the patriarchal method of behavior-control for women, including suttee, or widow-burning, footbinding, female castration, the European witchcraze and modern gynecology and psychiatry.  This is my synopsis of the seven features of this syndrome:

  1. obsession with purity.
  2. abdication of personal responsibility to authorities.
  3. “catching on” and spreading from the elite to the poor.
  4. scapegoating victims and setting up “token torturers”
  5. compulsion: orderliness, repetition, fixation on minute details.
  6. normalization of atrocities through conditioning.
  7. legitimatization by authoritative scholarship.

For the purpose of this Session I want to focus on element lll:

Element III

These ritualized practices have an inherent tendency to “catch on” and spread, “since they appeal to imaginations conditioned by the omnipresent ideology of male domination. Moreover, since the patriarchal imagination is hierarchical, there is a proliferation of atrocities from an elite to the upwardly aspiring lower echelons of society.”

I see this element very clearly in the Tranz fad. It is chiefly a trend of upper class white males who can afford the doctors and chemicals and surgery and the time off from labor to recuperate. The Tranz fad is in fact spreading into every corner of my world, places such as rape crisis and women’s centers, where previously I could expect safety as a woman and where I could voice my opinion. And now I am constrained from speaking up about my recognition of Tranzing as an atrocity against women.  I am certain that if I extended my analysis I could find all seven elements being expressed within the Tranz phenomenon.

The Tranz fad is not about liberation of the sexes and freedom of sexual expression, although this is the ad copy that is being presented. It is nothing less than the new face of Goddess Murder, another face of the sado-ritual practices that silence and oppress women, in this case the underlying idea is that males who Tranz are more womanly than women and women who Tranz are sacrificing their womanhood, in the time-honored tradition. As long as there is a gender caste system, there will be an unequal power dynamic between the sexes. Changing your pronoun and/or chopping off/mutilating your sex organs does not change your sex, it only reinforces the terrible sex ROLES that we are forced to inhabit by the threat of violence from males.

 

 

 

 

Tranz Trances, Session 1

This essay is the first of a series I’m writing about my reactions to and analysis of the Tranzing phenomenon, from cross-dressing to hormones and surgery, and it’s effect on women as a class.  The first time I considered the Tranz issue, other than wishing I had been born a boy in order to avoid sexual assault by men (beginning with my father),  was when I was 17 and read this popular novel by Robert Heinlein:

 l Will  Fear No Evil

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The story takes place in the early 21st century against a background of an overpopulated Earth with a violent, dysfunctional society. Elderly billionaire Johann Sebastian Bach Smith is being kept alive through medical support and decides to have his brain transplanted into a new body. He advertises an offer of a million dollars for the donation of a body from a brain-dead patient. Smith omits to place any restriction on the sex of the donor, so when his beautiful young female secretary, Eunice Branca, is murdered, her body is used. He changes his name to Joan Eunice Smith, with the first name given “the two-syllable pronunciation” Jo-Ann to mimic the sound of his original name.

After Smith awakens after the transplant, he discovers he can communicate with Eunice’s personality. They agree not to reveal her existence, fearing that they would be judged insane and locked up. Smith’s identity is unsuccessfully challenged by his descendants, who hope to inherit his fortune. Smith and Eunice decide to have a baby together and so they (Joan and Eunice) are artificially inseminated using Smith’s sperm from the sperm bank. Joan explores her new sexuality at length. She goes to visit Eunice’s widower, Joe Branca, to help reconcile him to what has happened.

Joan marries her lawyer, Jake Salomon, and moves her household and friends onto a boat. Jake has a massive rupture of a large blood vessel in his brain and dies, but his personality is saved and joins Smith and Eunice in Joan’s head. She (Joan, Eunice and Jake) emigrates to the moon to find a better future for her child. Once there, her body starts to reject her (Smith’s) transplanted brain. She dies during childbirth.

tootsie_impThen the movie,  Tootsie came along. Then there was Torch Song Trilogy, Priscilla, Queen of the Desert and To Wong Foo, Thanks For Everything! Julie Newmar. I thought I had a pretty good understanding of the Tranz phenomenon, at least as it sugared-off for men. I saw Transvestitism and Drag Queens as kind of fun and essentially harmless. I had read Mary Daly’s Gyn/Ecology in the mid nineteen-eighties and I registered her disapproval of men pretending to be women, but this was before the hormone/surgery option to become the opposite sex started to become widely socially acceptable and at that time I didn’t see trans-genderism as much of a threat to anyone.

In the early 2000’s my daughter started reporting to me about the gender-bending trends among her peers. Non-binary, gender-fluid, etc. people in various combinations hooking up. And I even thought that was ok, because they seemed to be challenging the patriarchal gender hierarchy and searching for new ways to express their sexuality.

Miss Fame © Leland Bobbé

Miss Fame © Leland Bobbé

I had some dire health problems and wound up moving in temporarily at the student housing coop where my daughter was living. There were transgender people living at the coop’s houses and before every business meeting we had to go around in the circle and voice our preference of pronoun. I went along with this, also thinking that it was somehow liberating of traditional gender/sex roles and a progressive move in the direction of female equality with men. Many of the coop members identified as feminists and the structure of the meetings was supposedly based on something known as feminist process.

I went to the local rape crisis center both for support for my own post-incest recovery issues and to offer support to others. What I found there were posters talking about “gender-based violence.”:

“Gender-based violence (GBV) is the general term used to capture violence that occurs as a result of the normative role expectations associated with each gender, along with the unequal power relationships between the two genders, within the context of a specific society.” (Bloom 2008, p14).

I don’t know if it’s obvious to you, but it seems really creepy to me that the word “woman” has been erased and omitted in favor of the word, “gender.” At the rape crisis center the posters pictured girls being sexually abusive to boys. Yeah,  I get it that this happens, it happened to my brother, but in fact all men do not live in fear of all women who are stronger and more socially powerful than they are. It doesn’t matter what the statistics are, what matters is that the sexual caste system oppresses ALL women and gives ALL men privilege. And this fact is being minimized, hidden, erased.

And that is a problem for me and for all women. Because erasing women is not a new thing within patriarchal cultures.

The Tranz Trance is simply the most recent phase of torturing and obliterating females and female bodies. It is the same kind of  behavior-mod practice as footbinding and clitoridectomy , essentially products of virulently patriarchal, misogynistic, body-hating cultures. Just the normal modus operandi of the phallocratic sadostate. The human body is part of nature, and nature is seen by patriarchy as something to conquer, control, commoditize and destroy. It’s part and parcel of the thrust of the Corporate-Industrial Medical Corrections System’s intent to take control of and take credit for fertility and reproduction, from invasive and painful “fertility treatments” to genetically-raped organisms.  It is the Male-Mothering that Mary Daly describes so eloquently in her books on feminist ethics.

It took awhile for me to be able to put together the severed parts, but the fact that Tranzing is a psychiatric and surgical matter was a strong clue as to what, exactly, I was confronting.

Trans sexual, trans gender,  we are supposed to go into a trance and overlook the horror that is at the heart of the matter. I have been attempting to understand this incursion into the Sacred Space of Female Integrity but more as more I can see the roots of the ritualized sado-masochistic Goddess dismemberment and murder that is being re-enacted by the adherents of this ideology.
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