Robot Positivity

I take a lot of inspiration from a friend of mine who is a punk musician with a taste for the extreme, and always says he doesn't care whether he gets a very good reaction or a scathingly negative one - the worst thing would be to be ignored. Based on that, I am certainly... Continue Reading →

The Transphobe Within

"Nowadays we are all likely to meet people who think they are women, have women's names, and feminine clothes and lots of eyeshadow, who seem to us to be some kind of ghastly parody, though it isn't polite to say so. We pretend that all the people passing for female really are. Other delusions may... Continue Reading →

Shell

"Let us be clear: there is no such thing as “sex-reassignment” surgery. A mutilated male pumped full of estrogen remains just that—a mutilated male pumped full of estrogen. He has not “transitioned” into being a woman. He can never be a woman." (Margaret A. Hagen, Transgenderism Has No Basis in Science or Law) "At the... Continue Reading →

Misogyny

I have now had answered to my own satisfaction that as a transwoman, I can expect to receive prejudice based on the fact of my being trans. Now to the vexed question of whether or not I will also receive prejudice on account of being a woman (or a whatever... I appreciate this is a... Continue Reading →

Transphobia

It took its time, but it had to crop up eventually... ...though I am never quite sure if "phobia" is a fair description. He certainly did not strike me as consciously afraid, and even seemed on some level to enjoy the encounter, or at least rather more than I did. "Phobia" does seem like clumsy... Continue Reading →

Love for the Freak

Today commenced on what is fairly described as a low-key note, as in sifting through my spam on Facebook I came across the following stream of messages received over the last few months from a stranger... 15 June 11:39 omg your a fucking freak Anthony burns..your poor poor wife *****...well she looks like a bloke... Continue Reading →

Reblog: Giving birth, being adopted, becoming a “transphobe,” hating reality TV, and generally entertaining revelations against my will

What a year it's been. If you'd said the syllable "turf" to me last September, I'd have only envisaged large squares of grass. Being married to Cal, himself a non-binary transman, I was vaguely aware of the concept that transgenderism involved a spectrum of identities, not all of whom wanted to fully transition, but I... Continue Reading →

(My my my) Dear Lila…

Awful joke, I know, but I have to play up my Welshness from time to time. Rarely have I suffered a bout of post-post remorse so quickly, but thanks to the feedback I have received - some of it truly educative, some of it merely depressing, and all of it in the comments thread below... Continue Reading →

Solidarity and Synchronicity

At my last LGBT coffee meet I received an invitation to attend a local hatecrime event, set up by Cardiff-based charity Race Equality First (who arrange the coffee meets, along with other support activities). I was not especially in the mood - pessimism and dysphoria have been looming large of late - but I felt... Continue Reading →

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