Category Archives: Guest Post

GUEST POST: Every Day I Wake Up And I Keep Fighting

I received the following email from Maxwell, with the attached pictures:

You posted a call for submissions, so I thought I’d send you a few photos I took of myself recently. I’ve been going through a pretty rough time lately and it’s hard to have hope. I’m living in the conservative rural area I grew up in and my family is violent toward me because of my gender. I have no money and no job. Some days, I’m too depressed to do anything but cry. Other days, I’m too numb to even do that.

Every single day is a struggle.


GUEST POST: Queer People Not My People

Kaia originally wrote this piece for a zine, QUAC , about the topic of Queer Violence. I really enjoyed this piece and thought it was important when I read it awhile back, and was thrilled when she offered permission for me to repost it on Tranarchism.

TW warning: anti-trans bigotry and violence]

I expected to lose a lot transitioning from a gay identified boy to a trans woman. I’ve lost family, once-called “best friends”, and the ability to find a man on A4A for some anonymous one night stands. What I didn’t expect was the loss of queer communities as a safe space for me. I once idolized queer spaces, now I always enter them in trepidation, even the ones I’ve helped build and maintain. I write this piece still reeling at how much anger I felt last night, still picking out the tear-dried clumps of mascara from my eyes. It’s the slow realization that I am often the only trans woman in the room, and that queer people love throw around my identity as part of their little acronym, but would rather not hear from me.
Why is it that cis people act so ignorant in queer spaces, and no one tells them to fucking shut the fuck up?1 If you don’t know what cis is, look it up and educate yourself, because you probably are cis and I’m sick and tired of always educating you. You’re not entitled to act so ignorant, so please stop telling me how you didn’t expect to meet trans people at your queer event, or that you understand what transphobia feels like because every once in awhile you do drag or play a trans woman in a play written by a cis person. You think that you’re all hip and queer for being curious about trans issues by demanding that I tell you how long I’ve been on hormones, if I sleep with straight or gay guys, and what my junk looks like. You tell me, you had no idea I was trans when you first met me, and think I would take that as a compliment.  You walk away feeling enlightened because you just had a conversation with a transsexual, and tell your friends “It is such a hot girl, but she’s a tranny! Yeah I had no idea” and think that’s a compliment. If you don’t know what’s fucked up about that statement, I suggest you stay away from me until you learn better.

Last night, at a “queer porn screening” which featured trans and genderqueer identified people, something which should’ve been a sexually empowering event for me, made me feel more like a freak than ever. After the Long Beach LGBTIQ Center aggressively demanded that we pay a $5 “donation” to see their QSpeak event, I then had the privilege of sitting in the back of the room so I could see cis people squirm and laugh as they saw trans people fuck and get fucked on screen. Never mind that both the screen and the room had more transguys, when there was the ONE scene with transwomen were on the screening moaning and fisting eachother, people got up to leave the room, or started fidgeting every time they saw a trans woman’s dick and then whisper something to their friends who disrespectfully start to cackle. I don’t know why the same queer people who find trans guys hot, react with disgust when they see people like me on the screen.

So what is queer violence? Queer violence is the way queer people would rather assume I am a gay man in drag or a cis lesbian when I’m at their club event. Queer violence is the way in which anything that appears straight, such as when I hold my boyfriend’s hand, is coded as privileged and fucking up their radical queer spaces. Queer violence is the way in which cis queers rewrite history so that Stonewall stands for queer liberation instead of ticked off trannies fighting against police brutality. Queer violence is the way in which the queer community will get up in arms about anything they claim as homophobic, but still don’t know what transphobia looks like. The queer community doesn’t give a fuck that right now Cece MacDonald is in jail for defending herself against transphobic and racist attacks, the queer community would rather spend their time talking about their critiques of gay marriage and the It Gets Better compaign. The queer community brings up the fact that they still disagree with the military even though DADT is repealed, rather than talk about how the institution is still transphobic and denies healthcare to transsexual veterans. The queer communities politics and readings of privilege and violence are always talking about queer vs. straight which has trans people on both sides their binary.

I’ve heard cis queers complain about how transwomen leave the queer community after transition and then trail off about there jealous that we can go enjoy being straight. Nevermind that most transwomen I know identify as pan or lesbian, it’s no wonder that we get the fuck out of  cisqueer communities, they are consistently violent to us. Last night I heard a cis lesbian complain that there was no dyke on dyke porn, when there was very clearly two trans women fucking for ten minutes. What does it mean that most of the time I’m only comfortable in queer spaces when strangers read me as cis?  That I feel anger when queers say blatantly transphobic things to my face, but relief that at least they weren’t reading me as trans. My cis queer and trans guy friends can have an awesome time at some queer event, and I’m crying on the way home because of all the stupid things people say to and about me.
And don’t even get me started on how many times I hear transguys trying to “reclaim” the word tranny, when it’s never really been used to dehumanize them the way it has for transwomen.

Queer spaces are not trans spaces.  I do meet awesome cisqueer people who are knowledgeable about trans issues, but I wonder where they are when their brother and sisters start saying fucked up things about us. Why do they wait for me to be the one to educate when most of the time they can at least start the conversation as well as I can? Cisqueers are not invested in dismantling gender constructions and validating subversive gender identities, instead their main politic is in deconstructing sexuality. And that’s fine, but just be honest about whatever your politics, activism, conversations, events, or classroom is about and stop pretending that it’s inclusive of trans people.
The worst queer violence is the ways in which cisqueers speak for trans folks and pretend that they are helping us. Queer politics are not the same as trans politics. Our oppressions as queer and trans identified people are intimately connected and we will always be, but if you are cis, you will never understand fully what it’s like to be trans, no matter how queer you think you are. So please educate yourself, don’t wait for us to do it.
-Transcreature


REPOST: Points of Unity for a Feminist & Queer Occupation

Originally from here.

 

1. This Capitalist society is based upon a
racist, white supremacist racial order, and
so our organizing must confront, and attack
structural racism and white supremacy in this
city and in our own spaces.


2. Women, Trans people, Queers, Fags,
Dykes, need a space that is OURS because
we are marginalized, harassed, and attacked
in other spaces all the time. We do not all
have the same needs and desires, and
our relationships with one another are
structured by the intensified oppression of
people of color, trans people and poor
folks. However we think that we can support
and increase our power by working
with each other.

3. While we acknowledge that we are not
all affected in the same way by patriarchy,
we do believe that our degradation,
marginalization and harassment is systematic
and structural. As a result, we believe
that we cannot be fully liberated until we
abolish the system of Patriarchy in addition
to White Supremacy and Capitalism.

4. We are against Non-Profit Organizations
which end up supporting the system we
want to destroy and fucking over the
communities they claim to aid. Non-profits
have created a style of political organizing
that will never really threaten capitalism,
patriarchy, or white supremacy.

5. We are against the cops; they are our
enemy. Police protect the interests of the
ruling class, repress our resistance, and
harass, injure, rape and kill people in our
communities. We do not seek to reform,
negotiate, or work with this system; instead,
we work with each other!


GUEST POST: Fem(me) Invisibility- Another Viewpoint

The following was originally posted by Dean over here. He gave me permission to repost it. I hope to feature more of his fabulous writing on Tranarchism.com in the future.

[TRIGGER WARNING FOR DISCUSSION OF FEM(ME)PHOBIA AND HATE-MOTIVATED VIOLENCE]

I’ve been hearing a lot of discussion of about the invisibility of cisgendered femme lesbians. This has not been my experience (obviously, as I am a dude and not a lesbian). But I want to talk about another form of fem(me) invisibility: making one’s own fem(me) identity invisible out of fear.

Femme women face their own set of social punishments because of their genders, including having their genders dismissed as fussiness and/or buying into binarism and patriarchy. And that’s shitty. Fem(me) men, meanwhile, face a whole different set of social punishments, including being targets for homophobia and the violence which so often goes with being the recipient thereof.

When I tell friends/lovers I’m fem, they’re mostly polite enough not to look skeptical or say awful things like But you don’t look fem. Because no, I do not look fem 99% of the time. And that is because every single day I consciously and repeatedly make the choice not to because I fear violence if I am visible as fem.

I hate this. It means that people misread me, too. It means people are often attracted to me for the wrong reasons. It means that other fem(me)s see me as an outsider and an interloper because I don’t ‘look fem’. It means that when I ask a stranger where she got her stockings and shoes, I sound creepy and like I’m hitting on her rather than admiring her sense of fashion and wanting to emulate it.

But yet, I obviously still think my choice to remain invisible is valid. I’m dinky and weak; I’m 5’3” when I stand up really straight and I can’t do a pull-up to save my life. If someone decided they wanted to hurt me, I probably would not be able to stop them unless I armed myself with heavy artillery rifles. So as a twinky little guy, my best survival tactic has been to make myself invisible.

And I’m quite successful at fem invisibility: I wear my hair short, I have a beard, I don’t wear makeup, and I wear 95% ordinary men’s clothing. My most frequent outfit is t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. The biggest concessions I allow myself to make on a daily basis is that my t-shirts are often kinda tight and sometimes brighter colors than most men wear. And I wear lacy underwear…..under my clothes where no one can see them.

This presentation of myself is not a reflection of my real gender. If I were allowed to express my real gender in public, I’d be wearing thigh-high stockings, garters, miniskirts, heels, and lace a lot more often. But instead I am faced with the choice between being visibly fem and being safe, because I can’t be both.

Nor do I think I am the only man who feels this way or who continues to look and behave in a heteronormative masculine-presenting way out of fear. I think what I experience is a LOT more common than society would like to admit. I have heard MANY men (often straight, even!) complain about how they get nothing but earth-tones and business shoes, how women get all the fun clothing, and how clothes-shopping is boring because the men’s section only gives you the choice between dull-and-baggy and dull-but-slightly-less-baggy.

…..but if you reach for the fabulous clothes in bright colors and with exciting shapes and styles, the store clerks will verbally abuse you and people may well attack you on the street.

I am invisible not because I fear looking like every other straight person of my gender but because I fear what will happen if I don’t. As Asher has said, “I am a fem boy….being mistaken for a straight girl is not exactly my biggest worry. I’m worrying about other men mocking, harassing, or possibly attacking me. And if I do get mistaken for a straight girl, which happens occasionally, I have to worry about the reaction of whomever when he realizes his mistake. I am visible as hell, like a moving target.”

So men get a whole different kind of fem(me) invisibility: many of us make ourselves invisible in self-defense. I’m sure there are many of us, but you will never, ever know because we’ve made sure you won’t.


FUKSHOT: I Remember Them

It’s Transgender Day of Remembrance. Today we remember those lost in the last year to transphobic violence.

I refuse to remember you next year. You will still be here. I insist.

I have hands and mind and the will. If need be, I have guns and knives and boots and bricks and I know where to get torches and pitchforks. All of these things I have are for you, because I refuse to remember you next year. You will still be here. I insist.

You are quiet and I have not heard enough from you lately. I hope you are ok. Are they mistreating you? Are you mistreating yourself? I have a comfortable couch and quiet conversation and a glass of brandy and a bowl of soup and a loud laugh. These things too are all for you, because. I insist.

I spend the time I can surrounded by boxes full of other people’s memories. I am nearly a professional rememberer. Whether you slip quietly away, surrounded by those who love you, or you fall in the fight against those who would see you suffer, I will collect the box of things that others can remember you by. I am not afraid to remember you, but I will not remember you next year. You will still be here. I insist.

Source: Fukshot


GUEST POST: Die Cis Scum

This is for TDoR.

Die cis scum.

It’s not ironic. It’s not cute. It is a threat.

How many people are murdered because they are cis? How many people are denied employment, housing, health services, turned away from shelters, refused aid, and are subjected to constant ridicule and abuse because they are cis?

If you are cis, do my tattoo and jacket make you feel uncomfortable? I can only hope so.

Right now, when I see a cis person in public, I worry. I tense and hold my breath and get ready to sprint away. You frighten me. This fear is entirely justified. I’ve already been sent to the hospital for the crime of walking down the sidewalk towards my home while visibly gender variant. I fully expect to be attacked again, severely. (The less severe attacks, the screams and threats and disapproval and hatred and thrust elbows and shoves, these are the givens. These are part of the cost I know I will be forced to pay if I wish to leave my house.)

Die cis scum. It is hostile. It’s aggression, on my part. It is a whisper of personal agency. When the cissexism and transphobia of this culture crush in, overwhelming and unstoppable, these three words are how I push back.

Would that I could push harder.

-A beloved friend who wishes to remain anonymous

ETA: I, Asher Bauer, did not write this post but I did personally give my friend the tattoo shown above, by hand, using a sewing needle and tattoo ink, and I support this message 100 percent.


Guest Post: Child Abuse In Institutions (May Trigger)

Dear Readers,

I am deeply sorry for my recent lack of original posts. I have been dealing with my mental health issues and really haven’t been able to generate much writing. (Although as soon as I am out of this difficult time, I am sure I will have a lot of interesting things to say about it.)

I have been keeping my eyes open for interesting content to share with you all. This piece, originally posted by a friend of mine on FaceBook, has been making the rounds of the internet. Because of its length, and because it contains some extremely disturbing content, I have put it behind a cut.

Continue reading


Guest Post: Why Misgendering Is Bad

Full disclosure: this was written by my wonderful lover, Char C, who is obviously one of my favorite people on the planet. Char is a keen observer and the type of person who only speaks, much less posts on the internet, when they have something important to say. It’s always the quiet ones.

The following is an excellent primer, written for a cis audience, on why using the wrong pronoun for a trans person is unacceptable.

Why Misgendering Is Bad

As a trans person, one of the more difficult parts of being around those who are not trans is the danger of being misgendered- that is, being addressed with a pronoun (she/he/etc) which is incorrect. This happens to trans people with unfortunate regularity, and is an error committed almost exclusively by those who are aware of the trans status of the person being misgendered.

When someone is misgendered, I often get quite visibly angry. The thing is, I know that kind of strong reaction can take someone who has committed this offense off guard, especially if one has little experience with interacting with openly trans people. I can understand why someone who has made this mistake with a trans person might feel hurt and defensive in response to that person’s clear anger, when one is not sure why this is such a sensitive issue in the first place. So I was hoping to take just a moment to explain why we react this way.

People with trans history are not able to take their gender for granted, the way that people without that history do. We go through a long and really difficult process, almost all of which is invisible to anyone else. For example, I struggled with profound gender dysphoria for over a decade before deciding to take any steps to alleviate it. This struggle did not kill me, but it came close on countless occasions. At this point, I see my active transition process as the only alternative to suicide, a perspective shared by quite a few trans people.

We’re not ignorant of the consequences of being trans, after all. Our culture fears and hates us, openly and actively. It seems that every damn day I see another reporting of assault on a trans sibling of mine. We would not accept the clear day-to-day risks of living in such a trans-hostile environment if we were not convinced that the alternative to transition were worse. All of which is simply to illustrate the fact that gender is not something we take lightly, but is an aspect of our identity upon which we place great value and importance.

People who have misgendered anyone with trans history often take the defensive position that misgendering is not such a big deal. Often the argument is made that they, personally, would not take such offense if they had been misgendered. First, let me reiterate that gender is something people with no trans experience or history can take for granted. If you have never had to earn the right to be your gender from an unwelcoming physician, or fight for the right to exist as your gender while waiting for the bus or trying to use a public restroom, then you are probably a whole lot less invested in the way that people see you. Second, I have to disagree with the idea that trans people are the only people who are offended by misgendering. In my years in the service industry, I have seen firsthand countless reactions of people exploding in rage when offered an incorrect ma’am or sir. Gender is important to most people’s identity, regardless of trans history, and most find the egregious insult of misgendering pretty darn offensive.

Also important for myself and many like me is the question of sexual orientation. When my boyfriend or I have been misgendered, the message implied (despite any intent on the part of the person who misgendered us) is that he and I are engaged in a heterosexual relationship. The further implication is that we are playing the part of a queer couple, faux faggots, merrily appropriating the fashion of the gay community while actually living out a straight lifestyle.

The gaybashers on the street corners disagree. We are read as homos by people who don’t know us- a fact which highlights the interesting point that without exception, the people who misgender my boyfriend are those who know that he is trans. So we find ourselves stuck: attacked by homophobes for being gay, and snubbed by the gay community for being transgendered. Being misgendered brings up these frustrations and resentments, reminding us that it is impossible for us to leave our house without being scrutinized and attacked by both strangers and acquaintances. It may seem like a small Freudian slip in conversation to the person who misgenders us, but in fact it is a reminder that the rest of our lives will be spent under fire, as second class citizens.

The next time you are in conversation with a trans person and you misgender them, don’t try to brush it off as inconsequential or become defensive when your error is pointed out. Simply apologize honestly for your mistake, and try to be more aware of what is coming out of your mouth in the future.


Guest Post: Transmisogyny is Misogyny Against All Women

This was written by my friend Gus Allis, who is rad. She is one of the people I know who really sets the standard of what a “cis ally” should be. Check it out.

Transmisogyny is Misogyny Against All Women: An Open Letter to Cis Feminists

mi·sog·y·ny

/mɪˈsɒdʒəni, maɪ-/ [mi-soj-uh-nee, mahy-]

–noun

hatred, dislike, or mistrust of women.

I need to know something. I need to know what a real woman is. I’m a woman and I need to know if I’m real and the only person who can tell me is Bitch. Or maybe it’s Lisa Voegel. Or maybe it’s Rush Limbaugh. Ok, then I need to know two things. I need to know if I’m a real woman and I need to know who can tell me if I am. Because if I’ve learned anything during these past few years, existing on the periphery of the trans community as a cis lover, friend, sister, and solidarity stander of trans folk, it’s that I sure as shit don’t have the authority to determine my own gender identity. I’ve also learned, in no uncertain terms, that the war on trans women’s identities is a war on all women’s identity. Transmisogyny is misogyny against all women.

If you hate, dislike, or mistrust trans women, you’re misogynistic. Trans women are included in the big ol’ group known as women. Want proof? Well look at their name, silly. We call ‘em trans women, not trans chia pets, not trans beach towels, not trans schmeggeggies. Remember high school algebra? Oh hush, yes you do. Let me remind you of this lovely little mathematical rule:

If a=b and b=c, then a=c

If trans women= women and hating, disliking, or mistrusting women= misogyny then…then what? Solve for c.

Ok technically that would be trans women= misogyny but you know perfectly well what I mean and I hate that you even questioned my math.

But I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “But Gus, I think trans women=/= women so therefore it’s totally not misogynistic to hate, dislike, or mistrust trans women.” And I understand that. Really, I do. But here’s the thing. Now listen carefully, my little chickadee, cuz I’m about to blow your mind.

You’re wrong.

Not only are you wrong, but even thinking that silly, silly, thing is unbelievably, incredibly, fantastically MISOGYNISTIC. And it offends me as a woman. Yes, yes it does. And here’s why. Here’s an annotated list of all the ways your transmisogyny hurts all women. Yes, even you, Bitch.

1. It Polices Women’s Identities

I listed this one first because it’s the easiest. If you are telling trans women they can’t be women, you’re telling every woman on the planet she can’t be whatever she wants. That doesn’t sound very feminist to me. It sounds more like something a pipe smoking white guy from the 50s would say to his daughter who wants to be an astronaut. Gross. Also, you’re basically declaring yourself the authority on other peoples’ identities. And really, my telling you to knock that off is for your own good. Do you have any idea how tiring that would be? Every time someone needed to know their own gender identity, they would have to contact you. Do you know how many people are in the world? Six billion-ish. I suggest, if you do keep this up, that perhaps you may want to get a gmail account, as that has an infinite amount of storage space. You’re going to need that for 6 billion emails with the subject heading, “what am I?”

But let’s get specific. The most common mistake I see here is when the queer community punishes trans women for specific aspects of their identities. Most notably, we’re talking about things that are deemed “unfeminine”. Seriously, folks, are you listening to yourselves here? You’re telling trans women that if they speak loudly/take up space/ defend themselves/have an opinion with which you disagree/wear pants/listen to metal/etc, they’re not real women. Uh, I’m sorry, what? I do all those things. You would shit twice and die if a man told me that. Why am I immune to that criticism? Why can I be butch and still be a woman? Oh, I know why. It’s because I was assigned female at birth, a great beacon of truth for my REAL gender. It’s because of that, and because of my cunt, which you recognize as legitimate. My “real” cunt is a “get out of gender invalidation free” pass. That’s convenient, as it serves for a great transition for…

2. It Polices Women’s Bodies

Here’s the real down and dirty analysis, right here. Wait for it. Wait. Ok. Now.

What the hell does a woman’s body possess that makes it a woman’s body? What does it NEED to have to be female. Did you immediately think of breasts, ovaries, vaginas? Gross. Think about that for more than two minutes and you’ll see why it’s gross. Still don’t get it? Well then go down to the nearest breast cancer walk and tell every single woman with a double mastectomy she’s not a woman. When you’re done with that, go down to your local hospital, ask the nurse where the OR is, and wait outside until you can find a woman fresh out of her hysterectomy surgery, and tell her the news. Yeah, that sounds evil, doesn’t it? Well it’s basically what you’re doing when you’re policing trans women’s bodies. You’re telling all women what they have to have on/in their bodies to be a woman. Which, obviously, is totally gross.

Also, what do you care what a human being looks like all inside out? That’s so WEIRD. How is it any of your business how many kidneys or ovaries or white blood cells I have? Like, that is legitimately weirding me out that you would even care. And can I just say, as a fat girl with a history of pretty serious body issues, it’s kind of triggering. First you wanna regulate trans women’s bodies and then what? Another person feeling like they have any authority over the validity of my body is really scary to me. And it definitely echoes of some very conservative, very anti-choice ideals. My body, my choice, fucker. Because that’s what “they” want to do “us”, isn’t it? Take away our bodily autonomy. Tell us exactly what we can and can not do with our organs. Awkward. You’re pretty much Bill O’Reilly. SO awkward.

(And seriously, this essay is totally not even getting into the super important points about people who are intersex who identify as women. This is mostly because I’m not intersex and I really can’t speak to those experiences, and also because I’m not as up on my shit with intersex issues as I like to believe I am with trans stuff. This is laziness on my part, and writing this essay has made me see this)

3. It Perpetuates the Myth of Shared Girlhood

Now, I don’t know what your girlhood was like, but I’m actually pretty sure it had nothing to do with mine. My childhood (a word I greatly prefer) was pretty much centered on reading, climbing trees, and hating my fat body. Oh yeah, I also lived in a three story mansion in Orange County, California. Kind of a different childhood than, say, my best friend who traveled the country with her hot air balloon pilot parents. Kind of a different childhood than my mother, who grew up a poor Catholic girl in the Italian part of Queens in the 1960s. To say that none of the different privileges, triumphs, oppressions, failures, and experiences of all our lives outweigh the fact that at one point all three of our ovaries released an egg for the very first time is insulting and demeaning. Our differences are important (it’s called intersectionality, maybe you’ve heard of it, “feminist”). The only thing we have in common, all of us, every single woman, cis AND trans,  on this planet, is that we call ourselves “woman”. And that’s a big deal, really it is! But I think you’re being just a tad bit racist, classist, sizeist, ageist, ableist, and a hell of lot of other things by telling me that I, a white, upper class, American girl share a girlhood with every other person who was assigned female at birth on this planet.*

I mean, I guess you could say that all girls are affected by patriarchy. But really, all PEOPLE are affected by patriarchy.  And, patriarchy looks different, takes different forms, and has different effects in different places, times, classes, religions, and races. So I’m sorry, I know that was totally your ace in the hole for this argument, but it’s been debunked. Sorry for not being sorry.

I hope you now see how wrong you are. I know, I know, you probably feel really really embarrassed now, and that’s totally natural. It’s embarrassing to think that trans women aren’t women. But you’ll get over it. Now all those trans women who’ve been barred from women only shelters, clinics and spaces because you were too into your weird second wave phase to be a decent person? They might not get over it as quickly. Because, honestly, as snarky and hilarious as this essay is (and it is really funny and you know it), the effects of your transmisogyny are significantly less hilarious. Misogyny kills women. Fuck prefixes, fuck specifying what kind of misogyny, what kind of woman. Misogyny kills women. How are those hands looking, Lady Macbeth?

* I want to put something here about how “shared girlhood” also negates trans guys’ identities too, because it basically essentializes that they can never be anything but women since they had a “girlhood”, which is obviously false and busted. I just can’t find the words at the moment.


School Sucks

Dear Readers,

I am sorry to have to do this to you. I really try to maintain a biweekly posting schedule, but this can be difficult when I’ve got work and school to contend with. School is the main culprit this time. I have two essays about, of all things, gender, due next week. So because I do not have a column ready, and in the spirit of academic stress, I would like to share a piece by a dear friend that I have been wanting to post here for awhile.

Zoe blogs about disability stuff over at Illusion Of Competence. But she’s also a kick-ass cis ally. She wrote this paper awhile back in response to the rampant transmisogyny in her feminist theory class. It provides a good quick-and-dirty criticism of much of what is wrong with ciscentric feminism. If the style is a bit academic for you, well, FEEL MY PAIN. This is the kind of thing I will be spending my weekend cranking out.

Without further ado, I present:


Locating Trans Women’s Experience in the Feminist Analysis of the Body

Academics, shrinks, and feminist theorists have traveled through our lives and problems like tourists on a junket. Picnicking on our identities like flies at a free lunch, they have selected the tastiest tidbits with which to illustrate a problem or push a book. The fact that we are a community under fire, a people at risk, is irrelevant to them. They pursue Science and Theory, and what they produce by mining our lives is neither addressed to us nor recycled within our community… Our performance of gender is invariably a site of contest, a problem which – if we could but bring enough hi-octane academic power to bear – might be “solved,” (Wilchins, 63).

Feminists have often used the experience of transgender individuals in their theory – to prove a point, to explore an issue, or even to point out an interesting case, a fascinating specimen of humanity. This essay will attempt to do the opposite – not to use trans people as an accessory to theory, but to show how their experiences are relevant to already-existing feminist concepts and critiques. This essay will demonstrate that trans women have a place in feminist discourse, focusing on feminist theory surrounding the body – particularly the “ideal” female body and the medicalization of identity.


The construction of society’s “ideal woman” has long been problematized by feminist thought, which points out how this concept is used to marginalize women with nonstandard or “non-ideal” bodies. Nancy Mairs writes:

I’ve spent most of my life (together with probably at least 95 percent of the female population of the United States) suffering from the shame of falling short of an unattainable standard. The ideal woman of my generation [had] blond hair pulled up into a bouncing ponytail. Wide blue eyes, a turned-up nose with maybe a scattering of golden freckles across it, a small mouth with full lips over straight white teeth. Her breasts were large but well harnessed high on her chest; her tiny waist flared to hips just large enough to give the crinolines of her circle skirt a starting push… (Mairs, 87)

Why not add, to this list of traits that our society requires of the ideal woman, two X chromosomes, a vagina, breasts, ovaries, a high voice? Trans women are marginalized for their lack of idealized feminine traits as are disabled women, women of color, older women, fat women, and others whose bodies are not accepted by society. Mairs writes that, as a wheelchair user, she is “not, by their standards, quite a person anymore,” (Mairs, 89). This dehumanization is something that trans women face every day, when they are regarded as freaks or as fascinating case studies rather than simply as women, as people. Many feminist writers have expressed their frustration at the fact that in our society, privileged groups are the arbiters of womanhood and personhood. A key tenet of feminism is that this should not be so. It should not be left to men to decide what a woman is – but neither should it be left to cisgender people. Refusal to accept trans women as women (or for that matter, insistence on regarding trans men as women) is just another iteration of society’s policing of women’s bodies.


The exclusion of trans women from womanhood is part of a cultural view that feminism has long opposed: that biology is destiny, that an individual’s personality and societal role are defined by hir genetic characteristics. A woman must possess two X chromosomes, and these chromosomes must dictate and limit every facet of her life. These arguments are inseparable, and both of them externalize control of women’s identity. Susan Bordo writes that the medical model of an identity or condition “requires the exorcising of all pre-modern notions that the body might obey a spiritual, emotional, or associational rather than a purely mechanical logic,” (Bordo, 66). This concept – that the body’s meaning is static, unchangeable, already written – is at work in the argument that biology is destiny.


The medical model is another topic that often comes up in feminist discourse surrounding the body. Many feminists have written about medical models of disability or eating disorders. They have discussed  the way that medical models can pathologize women and subject them to a doctor-knows-best mentality even when it comes to their own bodies and experiences. Susan Bordo writes: “Since the seventeenth century, science has ‘owned’ the study of the body and its disorders. This proprietorship requires that the body’s meanings be utterly transparent and accessible to the qualified specialist (aided by the appropriate methodology and technology) and utterly opaque to the patient herself,” (Bordo, 66). This is absolutely the case in the treatment of gender-variant individuals. In order to be “officially” transgender or gender-nonconforming, an individual must be diagnosed with Gender Identity Disorder, sometimes by doctors with only the narrowest idea of what makes a “true” transsexual. The simple requirement that Gender Identity Disorder be diagnosed prioritizes the doctor’s interpretation of the patient’s body over the patient’s, and assumes that the meaning of the patient’s experiences is “utterly opaque to the patient herself.” It also makes (often cisgender) medical professionals the guardians of transgender identity, conferring upon them the power to weed out “true” transsexuals from “false” ones. Doctors can then dole out or withhold hormone treatments and Sexual Reassignment Surgery accordingly (Spade).


The importance of diagnosis is common to any medical model. Unlike social models, medical models curtail discussion of the cultural or political aspects of an identity or condition. The medical model of neurodiversity, for example, has separate diagnoses, treatments, and expectations of  “low-functioning autistics,” “high-functioning autistics,” and “Aspergers’ sufferers.” These distinctions keep neurotypicals in control of the discourse surrounding neurodiversity. A common catch-22 used to dismiss the concerns of autistic self-advocates is to invalidate their perspectives because they must not be “real autistics” – “real autistics” cannot speak for themselves. The medicalization of eating disorders has a similar consequence: Susan Bordo writes about medical professionals’ attempts “to distinguish between anorexia and ‘anorexic-like behavior,’ ‘true anorectics’ and ‘me, too, anorectics,’ ‘bulimic thinking’ and normal female ‘weight-preoccupation,’” (Bordo, 65). Bordo argues that these imposed distinctions are often used to prevent discussion of the cultural causes of eating disorders, and to justify our culture’s “female ‘weight-preoccupation’” by distinguishing it from disordered behavior.

The medical model of transgender and transsexualism functions in a similar way. Doctors often use blatant gender stereotypes as diagnostic tools. Dean Spade’s essay “Mutilating Gender” deals largely with his frustration with this aspect of the medical sector. Spade seeks both to have a mastectomy and to retain his own gender identity, which is more fluid and ambiguous than doctors consider proper for a transsexual man. “In order to obtain the medical intervention I am seeking,” Spade writes, “I need to prove my membership in the category ‘transsexual’ – prove that I have GID – to the proper authorities. Unfortunately, stating my true objectives is not convincing them,” (Spade, 326). Trans women are subjected to the same stereotyping and gender policing when they seek diagnosis and treatment. Spade notes that one doctor “diagnosed male-to-female transsexuals by bullying them: ‘The ‘girls’ cry, the gays get aggressive,’” (Spade, 326). These requirements – that trans people have binary gender identities, that trans women not be aggressive – are only a few on a long list of “diagnostic criteria” that trans people often encounter. Some treatment programs have considered that to be transsexual, an individual must be heterosexual as well – transitioning will then “save” these patients from perceived homosexuality. The diagnostic criteria for Gender Identity Disorder in children rely only on gender stereotypes and conventional ideas of gender-appropriate behavior (Spade, 320).


These diagnostic requirements spring from medical professionals’ determination to “create” only the most gender-appropriate men and women. Just as the medical model of disability limits our understanding of variation in the human mind, and the medical model of eating disorders curtails discussion of the cultural anxieties surrounding weight, the medical model of transgender reinforces gender stereotypes that harm us all. In feminist discussions of the way that medical models pathologize and restrict women, the experience of transgender women should not be ignored.


Why is it important to  include trans women in feminist discourse? Because they are already there. Trans women are oppressed by the same societal forces and attitudes which oppress all women – the construction of the ideal woman, the medicalization of identity, workplace sexism and employment discrimination, victim-blaming in cases of rape, assault, and murder. This oppression is aggravated by the fact that trans women belong to another marginalized group, as is the case for women of color, disabled women, working-class women, et cetera. According to bell hooks, feminism is a movement to end sexist oppression – not just the sexist oppression of white women, or of rich women, or of cisgender women, but sexist oppression in all its forms. Until cisgender feminists include trans women in their discussions and critiques, they will not be advocating feminism – they will simply be advocating for themselves.

Works Cited

Bordo, Susan. “Whose Body is This?” Unbearable Weight: Feminism, Western Culture, and the Body. Berkeley and Los Angeles: University of California Press, 1995. 45-69.

Mairs, Nancy. Carnal Acts. Boston: Beacon Press, 1996.

Spade, Dean. “Mutilating Gender.” The Transgender Studies Reader. Florence, Kentucky: Routledge, 2006.

Wilchins, Riki Anne. Read My Lips: Sexual Subversion and the End of Gender. Ann Arbor: Firebrand Books, 1997.


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