“People of all sexes have the right to explore femininity, masculinity—and the infinite variations between—without criticism or ridicule.”
— | Leslie Feinberg |
Is that too much to ask?
Before I ever started blogging, I never really bothered with reading blogs about trans anything. I read plenty of fashion blogs. And maybe now I wish I had stayed an ignorant fool.
As I have stated elsewhere in my blog, I personally have been the recipient of rude behavior while dressed as a woman, maybe once or twice. What I have observed is that the general public is not interested in what I am doing nearly as much as they are concerned with what people think about what they are doing.
But honestly I am sickened by the utter hatred I have read from what I consider to be my own group of people. What group is that you may ask? Well personally I would prefer to be a group of one, but that doesn’t really make much of a group does it? The group is the spectrum of gender within which I find myself.
I kind of had this idea that if someone else didn’t really seem to fit into the binary system of male or female that maybe that kind of bonded us all together. But what I am slowly realizing is that it doesn’t.
Apparently I find myself in a group of well hated people, the lowly cross dresser. Hated by who? Apparently hated by other people who are truly _______ I don’t know what they are, but apparently I am not what they are. Why? Because I will not cut off my penis and attempt to look as physically complete as a woman as I can.
One attack I read recently compared a cross dresser’s looks to that of a donkey’s ass. Another blog I have read states that all cross dressers are simple fetishists.
A donkey’s ass? Okay, maybe not a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader, but a donkey’s ass? Hardly. To this wonderful blogger I will simply say, have you looked the general public in the face, and then checked to see if they have a penis or a vagina? I think not. You might be surprised on who has what.
To the conjecture that if you do not cut off your dick you are suffering from a simple fetish, have you bothered to look up a definition of the word, rather than creating your own because it suits you to insult others? Well here is that definition for those that are google deficient.
From dictionary.com
fet·ish
[fet-ish, fee-tish] Show IPA
Why don’t you come live in my pumps for awhile? Not a single one of those definitions define me.
I will bite my tongue. I will not link to those wonderful pages I have mentioned. I will not spread hatred to whom I consider to my brethren. What I will say is, if we can’t count on others who have experience within the beautiful spectrum that is gender how can any of us expect the truly ignorant to be understanding.
I understand that just because I don’t understand you and your choices, I don’t get to belittle you as a living being on this infinitesimally small speck of dust called Earth.
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