Refreshing
It's refreshing to see an actress or model that doesn't look like the walking dead. Way too many famous females seem to think that they have to be a size 0 in order to be beautiful. Good for Christina Hendricks of Mad Men for looking absolutely stunning at the Director's Guild Awards...
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Moving On and Shit That Needs To Be Said
One of the first things one figures out when beginning transition is that it takes on a life of it's own. It is all consuming and no matter how hard you try, it just takes over your life. Eventually, the time comes when you begin to tire of the whole ordeal and you start to wonder if it will ever end. I hit that point last year and for the life of me, I want nothing more to do with any of this crap and that includes being associated in anyway with the "T" word.
I'm so ready to get on with my life and put this all behind me. What was once exciting and hopeful is now just dreadful and depressing. If I had to do it all over again, knowing what I know now, I'm not sure that I could find a way to do it. So, it's time, time for me to make a split and sever forever my ties with those who identify as "T". But before I go, I need to get a few things off my chest and it may not be pretty.
Perhaps the thing that pisses me off the most is the is the whole idea of the word "Transgender". I resent ever being grouped with the transvestites, the drag queens and kings and others whose gender identity was all over the freaking place. I am not one of you and you are not one of me. I do not support your cause nor your inclusion in civil rights legislation, yet alone your attempt to hijack the word transsexual.
When I was working with my employer over how to proceed with my transition, one of the great fears was the whole idea of the "man in a dress". Of men invading a woman's space, of men who get a thrill by wearing clothes that real women would never, ever wear. You made my life much more difficult than it needed to be and I can never forgive you for that. It took a lot of effort on my part to convince the powers that be that I was not that person and once they figured that out, everything fell effortlessly into place. So, I urge you all, go away and leave those of us who really are born with a medical condition the fuck alone.
Second, I so pity the professional transsexual. Please, for the love of God, get on with your life and start living as the man or woman you were supposed to be. Quit trying to tell those of us who just want to blend in that we are "sell outs" and "traitors". We are none of that and you know it. We are women and men who just want to live our lives the way they were supposed to be lived. That means not broadcasting to every single person who will listen that we are transsexual, that we were born with a penis.
Third, I think it might be time to question the whole alphabet soup thing. You will find few people who support the civil liberties of my gay and lesbian brothers and sisters more than I do. Many of my best friends identify as gay or lesbian and there is nothing that I wouldn't do to help them out in any situation. But the thing is, I'm not quite sure we really have all that much in common, yet alone a reason to be grouped together.
Now before I go any further, let me stress that a new generation of gay and lesbian leaders has emerged and they don't see the world the way the old guard does. If they are successful in taking the reign of the movement, than I will drop my concerns. My experience has shown that the old guard is dominated by the rich and oh so white older gay male. Many of them have little patience for those that fall under the LB or T umbrella. (I want to stress that there are always exceptions to the rule and it is so in this case too.)
They see the B and T holding them back and to an extent, I agree. It all goes back to my first point, the co-opting of the term "transgender" to include not just transsexuals and intersex individuals but also the transvestites and drag queens and kings. These people do nothing for our cause and yet they are so often the face of the movement. Again, I worked so freaking hard to overcome the image of the "man in the dress" so yeah, I say a big fuck you to you. Leave. Go away. Disappear. Whatever you do, stop trying to tag along, hijacking a legitimate medical condition.
Finally, I want to say thank you to several people who have been so amazing during this long and difficult journey. You know who you are but if you don't, here's a list...Erin, NexyJo, Kara, Amy, Anonymous T-Girl, KonaGod, Jacq, Missi and Stella. You are all very special people and I look forward to long friendships with all of you. Know that I love you all.
I'm so ready to get on with my life and put this all behind me. What was once exciting and hopeful is now just dreadful and depressing. If I had to do it all over again, knowing what I know now, I'm not sure that I could find a way to do it. So, it's time, time for me to make a split and sever forever my ties with those who identify as "T". But before I go, I need to get a few things off my chest and it may not be pretty.
Perhaps the thing that pisses me off the most is the is the whole idea of the word "Transgender". I resent ever being grouped with the transvestites, the drag queens and kings and others whose gender identity was all over the freaking place. I am not one of you and you are not one of me. I do not support your cause nor your inclusion in civil rights legislation, yet alone your attempt to hijack the word transsexual.
When I was working with my employer over how to proceed with my transition, one of the great fears was the whole idea of the "man in a dress". Of men invading a woman's space, of men who get a thrill by wearing clothes that real women would never, ever wear. You made my life much more difficult than it needed to be and I can never forgive you for that. It took a lot of effort on my part to convince the powers that be that I was not that person and once they figured that out, everything fell effortlessly into place. So, I urge you all, go away and leave those of us who really are born with a medical condition the fuck alone.
Second, I so pity the professional transsexual. Please, for the love of God, get on with your life and start living as the man or woman you were supposed to be. Quit trying to tell those of us who just want to blend in that we are "sell outs" and "traitors". We are none of that and you know it. We are women and men who just want to live our lives the way they were supposed to be lived. That means not broadcasting to every single person who will listen that we are transsexual, that we were born with a penis.
Third, I think it might be time to question the whole alphabet soup thing. You will find few people who support the civil liberties of my gay and lesbian brothers and sisters more than I do. Many of my best friends identify as gay or lesbian and there is nothing that I wouldn't do to help them out in any situation. But the thing is, I'm not quite sure we really have all that much in common, yet alone a reason to be grouped together.
Now before I go any further, let me stress that a new generation of gay and lesbian leaders has emerged and they don't see the world the way the old guard does. If they are successful in taking the reign of the movement, than I will drop my concerns. My experience has shown that the old guard is dominated by the rich and oh so white older gay male. Many of them have little patience for those that fall under the LB or T umbrella. (I want to stress that there are always exceptions to the rule and it is so in this case too.)
They see the B and T holding them back and to an extent, I agree. It all goes back to my first point, the co-opting of the term "transgender" to include not just transsexuals and intersex individuals but also the transvestites and drag queens and kings. These people do nothing for our cause and yet they are so often the face of the movement. Again, I worked so freaking hard to overcome the image of the "man in the dress" so yeah, I say a big fuck you to you. Leave. Go away. Disappear. Whatever you do, stop trying to tag along, hijacking a legitimate medical condition.
Finally, I want to say thank you to several people who have been so amazing during this long and difficult journey. You know who you are but if you don't, here's a list...Erin, NexyJo, Kara, Amy, Anonymous T-Girl, KonaGod, Jacq, Missi and Stella. You are all very special people and I look forward to long friendships with all of you. Know that I love you all.
This Is The End
Our Democracy was already a sham but today's Supreme Court ruling that throws out campaign finance reform really does put it out of it's misery. I cannot stress enough how horrible this is and if it doesn't piss you off, well, you have no soul. Corporations will now totally own this country and do as they fucking please. It's over, this grand experiment in Democracy as we slide into corporate fascism. RIP Democracy, RIP.
We Suck
We, as in Democrats. Specifically, the ones we have living in The White House and the ones we have serving in Congress. Grow a pair already, you spineless bastards.
Help Haiti
With Port-Au-Prince totally destroyed and the death toll possibly reaching half a million, the earthquake that struck Haiti yesterday will most likely surpass the Boxer Day Tsunami as the worst natural disaster of our lifetimes. Rescue efforts are ongoing and the United States is leading an international effort to come to Haiti's aid. If you are so inclined, please take a moment to donate whatever you can to whichever aid organization you feel comfortable donating to. Here is a great resource on how you can help out...
Haiti Earthquake Relief Page
Haiti Earthquake Relief Page
Not Him Again
Just saw Dubya at the Cowboys-Eagles game. The son of a bitch doesn't have a care in the world and still has that pompous, shit eating grin on his face. What a fuck up.
40? How did that happen?
in just a little over a half an hour, I'll quietly leave my 30's and begin my 40th year here on planet Earth. For the life of me, I cannot figure out where the years have gone but there isn't much I can do about it so why not make the most of it. I have no idea what this next decade holds but I'm somehow hopeful that it will be a good one. So, what exactly does turning 40 mean?
I'm old enough to...
1. remember that being at war meant being at war in Vietnam, not Iraq or Afghanistan.
2. remember when astronauts actually went places (the moon) as opposed to today where they just go to low earth orbit.
3. have lived through the impeachment and subsequent resignation of a sitting US President. So long Tricky Dick!
4. have survived the Cold War.
5. remember that television used to consist of 3 and sometimes as many as 4 channels.
6. remember that if you wanted to change one of those channels, you had to actually get your lazy ass up off the sofa and walk to the TV to do it.
7. remember that when you wanted to call someone on the telephone, you actually had to use a phone that had a cord attached to the wall. To add insult to injury, you had to dial the number using a rotary phone.
8. have seen all three Star Wars films in the theater, when they first came out.
9. remember when MTV actually played music videos. Believe it or not, a Video Premiere used to be a pretty big thing.
10. remember when kids actually played outside and didn't sit in front of the television set or computer.
11. remember the introduction of the microwave oven and VCR. The first VCR we had was the type that required you to load the tape from the top.
12. remember when computers came with black and white monitors.
13. remember when gasoline was less than 75 cents a gallon. Yes, I was old enough to drive then.
14. remember when people could pretty much smoke wherever they wanted to and no one thought anything of it.
15. remember when big hair wasn't a sign of being a redneck.
16. remember when the depletion of the ozone layer was more of a threat than climate change.
17. remember when you had to specify that you wanted unleaded gasoline.
18. remember when going out to eat was something special and not the norm.
19. remember when "Classic rock" wasn't really classic, just rock.
20. remember when Honda made lawn mowers and not cars.
Thankfully, I'm not old enough to remember walking uphill to school, through 5 feet of snow in 50 below zero temperatures and was happy to do it.
I'm old enough to...
1. remember that being at war meant being at war in Vietnam, not Iraq or Afghanistan.
2. remember when astronauts actually went places (the moon) as opposed to today where they just go to low earth orbit.
3. have lived through the impeachment and subsequent resignation of a sitting US President. So long Tricky Dick!
4. have survived the Cold War.
5. remember that television used to consist of 3 and sometimes as many as 4 channels.
6. remember that if you wanted to change one of those channels, you had to actually get your lazy ass up off the sofa and walk to the TV to do it.
7. remember that when you wanted to call someone on the telephone, you actually had to use a phone that had a cord attached to the wall. To add insult to injury, you had to dial the number using a rotary phone.
8. have seen all three Star Wars films in the theater, when they first came out.
9. remember when MTV actually played music videos. Believe it or not, a Video Premiere used to be a pretty big thing.
10. remember when kids actually played outside and didn't sit in front of the television set or computer.
11. remember the introduction of the microwave oven and VCR. The first VCR we had was the type that required you to load the tape from the top.
12. remember when computers came with black and white monitors.
13. remember when gasoline was less than 75 cents a gallon. Yes, I was old enough to drive then.
14. remember when people could pretty much smoke wherever they wanted to and no one thought anything of it.
15. remember when big hair wasn't a sign of being a redneck.
16. remember when the depletion of the ozone layer was more of a threat than climate change.
17. remember when you had to specify that you wanted unleaded gasoline.
18. remember when going out to eat was something special and not the norm.
19. remember when "Classic rock" wasn't really classic, just rock.
20. remember when Honda made lawn mowers and not cars.
Thankfully, I'm not old enough to remember walking uphill to school, through 5 feet of snow in 50 below zero temperatures and was happy to do it.
Not Sure How I Forgot This But...
It totally slipped my mind but here is one of the top viral videos of the decade...I'm Fucking Matt Damon
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