I’ve had this blog for about fourteen months, and during that time have considered myself fortunate to have received very few negative comments or emails regarding my decisions about my transgender child. I also rarely check my blog stats, and at any given time could not even tell you how many followers i have (although my son occasionally updates me). I find it easier to imagine that i’m just writing to those of you who regularly comment and to those few whom i’ve shared this blog with who know me personally than the overwhelming and intimidating thought that any and every human connected to the internet can read what i write here.
The Hitachi Magic Wand is an institution unto itself. It was introduced to the massage market in the 1970s and it looks it. Hitachi never updated the style of the "Cadillac of Vibrators" because it never really needed to despite its giant microphone look. It did have its downsides. It's common knowledge that much like vampires, no two Magic Wands die the same way.
Yesterday morning, I read the story of a woman in Cleveland who was murdered in the most violent of ways.
She was stabbed multiple times.
The man who murdered her stripped her body naked below her waist as an act to humiliate her. He tied her body to a block of concrete to make sure she sank to the bottom of an artificial pond next to a rural highway.
your hatred exhausts me
Why do you hate us so much?
What the fuck did I do to you to deserve such treatment?
Stop using me as your prop.
Stop trying to exterminate us.
That's what you're doing.
Extermination by marginalization.
Marginalization. funny word that. Denied housing, work, love of parents, access to shelters. More likely to be imprisoned.
Note: This post briefly mentions rape. Also, throughout this piece I use certain terms interchangeably, like "gender" and "sex". I tried to be more accurate at first, but then decided fuck it, our language sucks, I'm just going to use whatever feels right at the time. For a more detailed deconstruction of gender, sex, and the way I actually define myself, check out the piece…
Don’t you just love it when people pull this little analogy out when the topic of transgender children comes up? “Hell, I wanted to be an astronaut when I grew up, so this is the same thing. He has boy chromosomes, so he’s a boy. That is a FACT!” Yeah, I’ll get to the chromosome thing in a later post because that requires a little more thought to declare it bunk and I’m tired this morning.
Here's what it comes down to: telling a six-year old transgender girl that as she grows up she would would naturally make other girls uncomfortable (or that she would even represent a "threat") because of her genitalia is actually somewhat comparable to telling a nine-year old cisgender girl that she is a "c*nt."
In the latter case, society is attempting to teach a young woman to believe, "you are inherently to be devalued as a human being because of your genitalia, and your body has only sexual value.