Or, rather – what words can you use when the words typically used don’t make sense for the person you are? And how do you communicate those words to others?
To be less obtuse – for the trans person who would like to avoid the traditional labels for their genitalia – what are the options out there?
It’s not something I’d really given much thought to, being a rather vague and romantic person – hazy and/or humorous seems the way forward in general conversation. And double entendres and bad puns do, sadly, make me smile. Regardless of whether someone is cis or trans, male/female/both/other – it seems only polite to follow their lead in what words to use. Language being, after all, malleable and ever-expanding, and bodies, at the end of the day, unique and fragile and fundamentally separate from the signifiers used to refer to them – no matter how many times those signifiers have been pressed into our psyches.
I also thought that a central tenet of feminism was the deconstruction of the kyriarchal systems of demarcation within language, particularly gendered language. And, of course, bodily autonomy. So it actually left me laughing when I saw that some self-proclaimed “radical feminists” (really?) thought it worth their time to compose a list of terms trans guys use to describe their genitalia, and to pontificate on the wickedness contained therein. I won’t link to the blog GenderTrender as it really is rather nasty – but I will quote the list in full – look how imaginative people are!
Junk
Stuff
Fred
Nethers
It
Them
Those
That
Neo Phallus
Neo
Nightsaber
Box
Vag
Muff
Crotch
Downstairs
Bits
Private Parts
That Thing
Downstairs Bits
The Short and Curlies
Jewels
Gems
My Royals
Shorty
Hanging Bits
Dicklet
Cock
Front Hole
Tranny Cave
Bonus Hole
Cockpit
Plumbing
Manhole
Male Slot
Boyhole
Tranny Cock
Clit Dick
Mangina
Up Front
Down There
Guy Pie
I think “Nightsaber” is my favourite – an allusion to Star Wars with a general air of trashy romance novel? Perfection.
I know this is a bit of a silly post, but I wanted to make a more serious point – that one of the things I love most about being trans, and about other trans people, is the constant overall transition from dysphoria and suffering into beauty and celebration. From the physical substance of our bodies, to the philosophies and systems that those bodies mutate and enrich – it may begin from a place of pain, but where it ends is somewhere truly glorious. We’re a continual reminder of the diversity of Nature – the unstable element that keeps things in motion. Like the archetypal figures of The Fool or The Trickster God – a threat to the fixed order of things, and a prompt to the repetitious “why?”
Just think – all of that just from allowing ourselves to freedom to use language in our OWN service, rather than that of the powers that be. Doesn’t that make you happy?
So, in that sprit – any awesome terms that were left off that list? Trans women, genderqueer people – anything to add? And in solidarity – I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours – after the jump…
my sweet old etcetera
aunt lucy during the recentwar could and what
is more did tell you just
what everybody was fightingfor,
my sisterisabel created hundreds
(and
hundreds) of socks not to
mention shirts fleaproof earwarmersetcetera wristers etcetera, my
mother hoped that
i would die etcetera
bravely of course my father used
to become hoarse talking about how it was
a privilege and if only he
could meanwhile myself etcetera lay quietly
in the deep mud etcetera
(dreaming,
et
cetera, of
Your smile
eyes knees and of your Etcetera)
Ummm… My bits, those balls.
I am shortly to see James Bellringer, regarding my orchidectomy. I love my body in all its tall, slim frailty. I don’t really hate the bits, but I would like to wish them all away. Now. Now is not too soon after 35 years of waiting.
I wish, in a way, I could love down there. But you can’t have everything.
But I love the implicit challenge in transition – “you can keep working so that you have a chance of loving everything”. Taking charge of our own bodies – it’s not to deny how painful it can be but, on good days, I find it somewhat awe-inspiring.
Good good glorious luck – 35 years of waiting? Sounds like you’ve done your time.
x
I calll it “My Blue Peter Vadge” – but I like also
Frou-Frou
Frew (..f)
Fanny
Mary
Minge
Lady Garden
etc…
I’ve personally been known to use “bits,” but, the genius of “cockpit” and “dicklet”… I might have to add those to my personal list.
Also “bonus hole.” Genius.
I’ve started to arrive on the outskirts of “truly glorious” and I’m hopeful it’ll only get better as I go…
I actually know the guy who calls it his bonus hole. I shan’t name him.
I just realised – they left out “glory hole”! For shame.
I used to say girl-cock. Now I say vagina
When I’m giving lectures, I usually say “equipment.”
you may be interested in this: http://www.facebook.com/people/Hotpencil-Press/100002497902162 and the book they have out/coming out, which is a collection of monolgues from trans men, and, if i remember correctly, contains a list much like the one above, among many other lovely things.
Consider my interest piqued x
I heard boy-box recently, and it made me smile.