And by ‘funny’ I mean, well…upsetting, perplexing, frustrating, ridiculous. I’ve touched on it a little before. Despite, or perhaps because of, the androgyny – and certainly because of the whiteness and thinness and non-visable disabilities – I know that I’m often considered beautiful by mainstream standards of beauty. I don’t know it so much [...]
Archive for the ‘fury’ Category
A funny thing
Posted in fury, trans on May 22, 2012 | 10 Comments »
A question of chivalry
Posted in fury on February 13, 2012 | 12 Comments »
Not a long post, nor a particularly sophisticated one – but this is why I cannot stand the mainstream usage of the word “chivalry” to describe certain kinds of behaviour. You know what I’m talking about: doors opened, items carried, chairs pulled out – “it’s not sexist, it’s chivalrous”. Well. I’ve had this argument [...]
Conversion “therapy” for trans youth – a warning
Posted in fury, trans on November 22, 2011 | 17 Comments »
Yet another update: Just bringing this from the comments to the top of the page: “Hi everyone, as the person who found this/wrote the warning, just to let you know all the stuff I didn’t know when I wrote it: it’s most definitely a hoax, but what is worrying is that this person offered [...]
“Why can’t you just be a butch lesbian?”
Posted in fury, trans on November 10, 2011 | 4 Comments »
A question I’m asked on a regular basis. And one, according to my mother (hi mum!), that was asked of a trans man on Radio 4 this morning. Sigh. Radio 4. Leaving aside of questions of desire – who we sleep with, who we love (and why do they disregard our desires and loves?) – [...]
Tall poppies and diverse voices
Posted in fury, trans on October 28, 2011 | 6 Comments »
There’s been so much already said about the 2011 Independent on Sunday Pink List that I’m a little surprised to actually find myself writing this post. So many responses, in fact – so call this a response to the responses. Revealing my personal bias upfront: I’m friends with a few of the recipients, and one of [...]
Who gets to listen to classical music?
Posted in classical music, fury on September 27, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Simple answer, right? Say it with me – “Everyone!” Yes. Except, that for a lot of people I meet, the answer seems to be closer to “well, everyone should have the right to – but I don’t think I’d understand it. I mean, it’s not like I’m a musician. I mean, I love music, [...]
This is what misgendering feels like
Posted in fury, trans on September 20, 2011 | 9 Comments »
Not the deliberate, abusive misgendering from people trying to hurt. Nor the genuine confusion of someone acting kindly, but from ignorance. There’s a sweet, older security guard at the BL who calls me ‘miss’ and it doesn’t sting so much as makes me a little wistful, and a little sad – because he reminds me [...]
On being both transgender and transsexual
Posted in fury, trans on August 29, 2011 | 12 Comments »
Oh, words. Lovely, horrible, limited, changeable words. And activist communities. And confusion/blurred lines/regional variations/unique personalities – and the unfortunate trend for some oppressed people to try to make themselves feel better by spreading the pain around whilst playing the martyr. Oh, I almost feel like I’m cuing up a prize fight. In the blue [...]
London Pride 2011
Posted in fury, London, trans on July 4, 2011 | 5 Comments »
So, it was London Pride this weekend. I did not, in fact, march without my shirt. But I did get to gad about in the ocean in only my board-shorts for Barcelona Pride the weekend before. I didn’t get any ice-cream – but there were cold beers. So far, so good. The unfortunate twist? [...]
Why the SlutWalk movement matters to me
Posted in fury, London, trans on June 10, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Given the mainstream media’s coverage of the SlutWalk phenomenon and their interpretation of the movement’s mission, what reason could be given for the inclusion and support of trans masculine people, apart from simple solidarity? I’ve been asked a fair few times just *why* this particular protest movement has struck such a chord with me. [...]
