Showing posts with label LGBTQ. Show all posts
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Saturday, June 17, 2023

I started being really proud of the fact that I was gay even though I wasn't. - Kurt Cobain


NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim June 2013 as Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Pride Month. 


" I call upon the people of the United States to eliminate prejudice everywhere it exists, and to celebrate the great diversity of the American people."




IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this thirty-first day of May, in the year of our Lord two thousand thirteen, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-seventh. - Barack Obama.


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Friday, June 9, 2023

We come a long Way, Baby.

This is the newspaper story that ran one week after the raid on the Stonewall Inn. Notice the condescension and ridicule. Happy Pride Month.

HOMO NEST RAIDED – QUEEN BEES ARE STINGING MAD

-by Jerry Lisker, New York Daily News, July 6th 1969

She sat there with her legs crossed, the lashes of her mascara-coated eyes beating like the wings of a hummingbird. She was angry. She was so upset she hadn’t bothered to shave. A day old stubble was beginning to push through the pancake makeup. She was a he. A queen of Christopher Street.

Last weekend the queens had turned commandos and stood bra strap to bra strap against an invasion of the helmeted Tactical Patrol Force. The elite police squad had shut down one of their private gay clubs, the Stonewall Inn at 57 Christopher St., in the heart of a three-block homosexual community in Greenwich Village. Queen Power reared its bleached blonde head in revolt. New York City experienced its first homosexual riot. “We may have lost the battle, sweets, but the war is far from over,” lisped an unofficial lady-in-waiting from the court of the Queens.

“We’ve had all we can take from the Gestapo,” the spokesman, or spokeswoman, continued. “We’re putting our foot down once and for all.” The foot wore a spiked heel. According to reports, the Stonewall Inn, a two-story structure with a sand painted brick and opaque glass facade, was a mecca for the homosexual element in the village who wanted nothing but a private little place where they could congregate, drink, dance and do whatever little girls do when they get together.

The thick glass shut out the outside world of the street. Inside, the Stonewall bathed in wild, bright psychedelic lights, while the patrons writhed to the sounds of a juke box on a square dance floor surrounded by booths and tables. The bar did a good business and the waiters, or waitresses, were always kept busy, as they snaked their way around the dancing customers to the booths and tables. For nearly two years, peace and tranquility reigned supreme for the Alice in Wonderland clientele.

The Raid Last Friday

Last Friday the privacy of the Stonewall was invaded by police from the First Division. It was a raid. They had a warrant. After two years, police said they had been informed that liquor was being served on the premises. Since the Stonewall was without a license, the place was being closed. It was the law.

All hell broke loose when the police entered the Stonewall. The girls instinctively reached for each other. Others stood frozen, locked in an embrace of fear.

Only a handful of police were on hand for the initial landing in the homosexual beachhead. They ushered the patrons out onto Christopher Street, just off Sheridan Square. A crowd had formed in front of the Stonewall and the customers were greeted with cheers of encouragement from the gallery.

The whole proceeding took on the aura of a homosexual Academy Awards Night. The Queens pranced out to the street blowing kisses and waving to the crowd. A beauty of a specimen named Stella wailed uncontrollably while being led to the sidewalk in front of the Stonewall by a cop. She later confessed that she didn’t protest the manhandling by the officer, it was just that her hair was in curlers and she was afraid her new beau might be in the crowd and spot her. She didn’t want him to see her this way, she wept.

Queen Power

The crowd began to get out of hand, eye witnesses said. Then, without warning, Queen Power exploded with all the fury of a gay atomic bomb. Queens, princesses and ladies-in-waiting began hurling anything they could get their polished, manicured fingernails on. Bobby pins, compacts, curlers, lipstick tubes and other femme fatale missiles were flying in the direction of the cops. The war was on. The lilies of the valley had become carnivorous jungle plants.

Urged on by cries of “C’mon girls, lets go get ’em,” the defenders of Stonewall launched an attack. The cops called for assistance. To the rescue came the Tactical Patrol Force.

Flushed with the excitement of battle, a fellow called Gloria pranced around like Wonder Woman, while several Florence Nightingales administered first aid to the fallen warriors. There were some assorted scratches and bruises, but nothing serious was suffered by the honeys turned Madwoman of Chaillot.

Official reports listed four injured policemen with 13 arrests. The War of the Roses lasted about 2 hours from about midnight to 2 a.m. There was a return bout Wednesday night.

Two veterans recently recalled the battle and issued a warning to the cops. “If they close up all the gay joints in this area, there is going to be all out war.”

Bruce and Nan

Both said they were refugees from Indiana and had come to New York where they could live together happily ever after. They were in their early 20’s. They preferred to be called by their married names, Bruce and Nan.

“I don’t like your paper,” Nan lisped matter-of-factly. “It’s anti-fag and pro-cop.”

“I’ll bet you didn’t see what they did to the Stonewall. Did the pigs tell you that they smashed everything in sight? Did you ask them why they stole money out of the cash register and then smashed it with a sledge hammer? Did you ask them why it took them two years to discover that the Stonewall didn’t have a liquor license.”

Holly Woodlawn 
Bruce nodded in agreement and reached over for Nan’s trembling hands.

“Calm down, doll,” he said. “Your face is getting all flushed.”

Nan wiped her face with a tissue.

“This would have to happen right before the wedding. The reception was going to be held at the Stonewall, too,” Nan said, tossing her ashen-tinted hair over her shoulder.

“What wedding?,” the bystander asked.

Nan frowned with a how-could-anybody-be-so-stupid look. “Eric and Jack’s wedding, of course. They’re finally tying the knot. I thought they’d never get together.”

Meet Shirley

“We’ll have to find another place, that’s all there is to it,” Bruce sighed. “But every time we start a place, the cops break it up sooner or later.”

Andy Warhol Self Portrait
“They let us operate just as long as the payoff is regular,” Nan said bitterly. “I believe they closed up the Stonewall because there was some trouble with the payoff to the cops. I think that’s the real reason. It’s a shame. It was such a lovely place. We never bothered anybody. Why couldn’t they leave us alone?”

Shirley Evans, a neighbor with two children, agrees that the Stonewall was not a rowdy place and the persons who frequented the club were never troublesome. She lives at 45 Christopher St.

“Up until the night of the police raid there was never any trouble there,” she said. “The homosexuals minded their own business and never bothered a soul. There were never any fights or hollering, or anything like that. They just wanted to be left alone. I don’t know what they did inside, but that’s their business. I was never in there myself. It was just awful when the police came. It was like a swarm of hornets attacking a bunch of butterflies.”

A reporter visited the now closed Stonewall and it indeed looked like a cyclone had struck the premises.

Police said there were over 200 people in the Stonewall when they entered with a warrant. The crowd outside was estimated at 500 to 1,000. According to police, the Stonewall had been under observation for some time. Being a private club, plain clothesmen were refused entrance to the inside when they periodically tried to check the place. “They had the tightest security in the Village,” a First Division officer said, “We could never get near the place without a warrant.”

Police Talk

The men of the First Division were unable to find any humor in the situation, despite the comical overtones of the raid.

“They were throwing more than lace hankies,” one inspector said. “I was almost decapitated by a slab of thick glass. It was thrown like a discus and just missed my throat by inches. The beer can didn’t miss, though, “it hit me right above the temple.”

Police also believe the club was operated by Mafia connected owners. The police did confiscate the Stonewall’s cash register as proceeds from an illegal operation. The receipts were counted and are on file at the division headquarters. The warrant was served and the establishment closed on the grounds it was an illegal membership club with no license, and no license to serve liquor.

The police are sure of one thing. They haven’t heard the last from the Girls of Christopher Street.


Saturday, February 19, 2022

Gender Confusion - UPDATE

A record 7.1 percent of U.S. adults self-identify as lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender or queer, and members of Generation Z are driving the growth, according to results from a Gallup survey published Thursday. Alfred Kinsey speculated that most folks are bisexual. Too bad he did not live long enough to comment on current developments. 

If you read Leviticus, you come to understand that the tribe of Levi were a sexy bunch. The Levite rules about what one is 'not supposed to do' in a tent, tell us 'what they were doing' in the tent. Auntie Diddlers, evil Father Rapers (apology to Arlo).

Modern life has become a bit more complicated thanks to Science. I am experiencing gender confusion. Think of the flavors available:
Male, Female, Celibate, Polyamorous, Asexual, Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Homosexual, Transgender, Intersex, Queer. Did I leave something out?

I have played at all these things (at one time or another) whenever a situation seemed to require it. You do enough of that and eventually all orifices begin to look alike. Talk about confusion. Even the protuberances become mere supporting structures guiding one into the pink, undulating, lubricious, steaming center of the Pile. Anybody remember Plato's Retreat? The place gave new meaning to the mob phrase "going to the mattresses." But I digress.

I have come to the conclusion that I am a member of a hitherto unsung sexual minority: the Polymorphous Perverse. Subsumes all the other letters. Thank you, Sigmund Freud and Merriam Webster, for clearing it all up for me.


"adj.
Characterized by or displaying sexual tendencies that have no specific direction, as in an infant or young child, but that may evolve into acts that are regarded as perversions in adults; 
and:
Relating to or exhibiting infantile sexual tendencies in which the genitals are not yet identified as the sole or principal sexual organs nor coitus as the goal of erotic activity."

I blame some of my confusion and frenetic activity on the Menopause. When the estrogen went ByeBye, I was swept away by a tidal wave of testosterone. Progesterone? I grew a faint mustache. I have never looked back.

Human sexual variation is a fact of life; it is not an opinion, a sin, or a choice. I am so fricking old that I remember the Sixties. I was there. If it feels good, do IT, we said. Safely. I had to add that thought in the 80s.

And then somebody will find a name for It, ban It, write a book about It, make a video of It, develop a program for swearing off It or a pill to make the sensations more exquisite. Ah, modern life. I am not sure how I feel about it.



Wednesday, August 18, 2021

The Evil Queen Said What? - UPDATE

Cardinal Burke said that the Roman Catholic Church, led by Pope Frankie, is a 'rudderless ship.' 

I love my Papa Frank. As long as we are flinging poo, Cardinal, I think I will join in the fun.

When I was confirmed at Immaculate Conception, there was an altar rail between me and the Bishop's johnson. I never see pictures of Pope Frankie with some guy's face in his crotch. I wonder if the phrase 'tone deaf' has any meaning for the Cardinal.

Pope Frankie did not ask for much. Pope Frankie only asked Burke to shut the fuck up. You would think a prince of the church would have the grace and good sense to accommodate God's representative on Earth. Hey, do not give me any lip. I am just holding the RCC to its own standards. 


Do you think the Cardinal is a power top? If it looks like a power top and walks like a power top ... well, you know. Cardinal Burke has so much 'rudder' he needs some nameless, faceless boy to carry it for him and look after his hat. See that big honker of a ruby ring that matches Burke's rudder?

Cardinal Burke says it is not a good idea to invite my same-sex-married Sister and her spouse to Christmas Dinner because it may hurt the children to see them. Never mind the happy couple has a son biologically related to both Women. 

First, when did Cardinal Burke become the Host at my holiday dinner table? What hubris. What revolting narcissism.

Second, I do not want my children and grandchildren to see Cardinal Burke. They might point and laugh, and that is rude. We must avoid "occasions of sin."

Third, I want to avoid seeing Cardinal Burke. Evil Queen. Evidently, Pope Frankie feels the same way.



See the Nuns way back there on the balcony in the photograph?

Thank you, Federico Fellini, for the fabulous fashion tips. Do you think all this satin and lace and nasty remarks about my family is what Jesus had in mind? Do ya think Cardinal Burke would look better in purple than the red with ermine? So stodgy. Cardinal Burke needs help.



Thursday, May 13, 2021

Ted Cruz is officially running for President. I iz laffing.

I just have to say it. 

Ted Ooze is gay as a box of Robert Jeffress. Cruz Control is gay as a pair of crotchless chaps. This is not a bad thing really. Some of my best friends...etc.

I ask myself:
Could the Cruiser Cruz really be the "homo demon" sent to demolish the Black Woman and the Republican Party by Obama? 

I mean, my gaydar has to be as good as Pastor Doctor James David Manning's gaydar any day. I am here and I am Queer. What does he know about "homo demons" really?

NYC pastor: ‘Pervert’ Obama is ‘releasing white homo demons to scoop up all Black American men’


I would go on but, I am starting to feel guilty for noticing the fabulousness and then commenting on it. I know I am politically incorrect. I do not care. Ted Cruz is so gay that when he farts, crepe paper streams out of his anus.

by Taylor Marsh
Oh Teddy Cruiser Cruz, Homo White Demon of the Universe, you are so cute in such a perverse oily pukey way. Your Tea Party dialectic brings all the boys to the yard.

UPDATE: More Pastor Manning below. When you really think about it, Pastor Doctor James Manning is so gay.



Saturday, April 10, 2021

CHURCH MILITANT - They want members. They charge money.

So there are two Traditional Catholic message boards I found while looking for a community of Catholics to be Catholic among. I love the Roman Catholic Church. I keep trying to find my way back to Mass. I have been banned from both Traditional Catholic message boards. 

I left the church forever when I saw a very young girl come out of the Confessional with bitter tears streaming down her face. What happened to her? What sin could a child commit so awful that would result in discipline so painful. I felt deeply that Roman Catholics were cruel and I was never coming back. I was 13.

I stayed away a long time. I was evangelized by a Catholic woman. She invited me back and insisted a spiritual community was what I needed. I was alone with 2 young daughters and in the middle of a divorce. I needed. So I went to Mass and the Priest's sermon was that 'Gay Folks deserve to die of AIDS because God said so.' Best boss I ever had, Thomas MacBeth, was a gay man. Thomas was a Musician and the Organist for the Presbyterian Church in Princeton NJ. He has a square in the first AIDS Quilt. Did not go back to Mass for another couple of decades. 

I am on a rediscover the Catholic Church again quest. I took a Vow. Even though the Magisterium aided and abetted kiddyrapers, I am still trying to find a way. I am a cradle Catholic. My Polish family is one of the founding families of beautiful St. Hedwig's in Trenton New Jersey. I want to make Peace with my childhood religion. I remember my Babcha teaching me to pray in front of a blue eyed Polish Jesus. I was four years old. 

This is what I found Catholics are concerned with today on CHURCH MILITANT. These comments come from an article about a Roman Catholic Nun who ministers to transgender and intersex people. You can read it at the link. 

I have been banned because I keep typing the motto below. What follows the Flying Trump Christmas Ornament are Comments from some of the Catholics who frequent Church Militant. They run 1 out of 4 are decent people.:

This is the Century in which the Roman Catholic Church will stop maiming and killing Women, Children and assorted Odd People. 

 
  • These evil modern religious, these phony nuns, are a desecration of the true meaning of the Religious life. My daughter is an enclosed Carmelite Sister and she, and her whole Carmel live in holy obedience to God and His Church. They witness to all who meet them the truth of God. This Derouen creature is an evil agent of Satan who is deliberately guiding people directly into Hell. She will find a special deep, dark burning place has been reserved for her because of the countless souls she has damned.

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        Did anyone else notice her last name, Derouen, is pronounced, "De Ruin?" De Ruin! Oh man, the irony!
        And what a way to "help" somebody...to encourage them in their sin.

        I'm not surprised there are such people, I'm just surprised they are allowed to live and thrive in Catholic religious orders, which only shows the whole order is infected with poison.

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            The very first sentence shows total ignorance or brazen liar.
            “ Sr. Luisa Derouen: "I am absolutely meant by God to be a companion to transgender people."”
            ==> God defines homosexuality as an abomination
            ==> God wrote in stone that false witness is a sin
            ==> God declared that cross-dressing is a sin
            Put all together, like in basic simple maths 1+1+1=3
            That means a biological male claiming to be female and dressing as such is already a double no-no.
            That means her god isn’t the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and her belief not based on the Holy Bible.

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                The Vatican is short on money and they wonder why. It's not hard to understand: no one wants to support fake catholics who abuse their power and God.




                Wednesday, March 3, 2021

                SALMAGUNDI - March 2020 - Women in the News with Doggerel


                Doggerel first. Then the FemiNazi News.

                T-Shirt Epitaph
                  TEXAS
                Free Dumb!
                Molon Labe

                Margarine Taylor BAM!
                She's the insurrectionist what AM!
                With a gun right beside her,
                Made herself a DC insider.
                Hot damn. Sad I am. 

                If you make the above LGBTQ Poster using an image of the Great Goddess Mara, Queen of the Universe, you get arrested. The Roman Catholic Church is in charge in Poland. That is how life goes in a Theocracy. The original image of the Black Virgin is venerated by Polish Catholics. 

                The Roman Catholic Church is a death cult. Their latest 'pro life' move in USA? Prohibiting Roman Catholics from taking a form of the vaccine because it was developed using fetal cells from an abortion in the 1970s. Therefore Roman Catholics are encouraged to act as disease vectors and sacrifice themselves and infect others like you and me pro life. Note: I am a Roman Catholic for Choice. The Vatican's position at this LINK. 

                NOTE: I have the best Readers. They improve my blog on a regular basis. Larry Motuz has provided a link that gives accurate information about the cell lines in vaccines and this controversy.


                I am a Woman with News. On Tuesday I am getting the vaccine. My Black Sister Margie, you know the one God likes better, says I should be concerned about which vaccine it is Penn Medicine is giving me. I want out of my self imposed exile. I cannot be that careful. I want to ride the bus and haunt the thrift shop again. Damn the torpedos! Full speed ahead. 

                Monday, October 12, 2020

                Ram Sex. Seriously?


                UPDATE: 
                I think it important to note that Albert Mohler Jr. was running for President of Southern Baptist Convention.
                Citing a desire to serve as a uniter amid turbulent times, Southern Baptist Theological Seminary President R. Albert Mohler Jr. said in October he had agreed to accept a nomination to serve as SBC president at the 2021 SBC Annual Meeting.
                So, I made myself read an essay Is Your Baby Gay? What If You Could Know? What If You Could Do Something About It? by Albert Mohler Jr.. Nothing like a good dose of old time Religion early in the day. Bracing. Woke me right up.

                Mohler makes a mad dash for Reality. You, Cher Reader, must tell me if he made it. This is one of his conclusions:
                Christians must be very careful not to claim that science can never prove a biological basis for sexual orientation. We can and must insist that no scientific finding can change the basic sinfulness of all homosexual behavior. The general trend of the research points to at least some biological factors behind sexual attraction, gender identity, and sexual orientation. This does not alter God's moral verdict on homosexual sin (or heterosexual sin, for that matter), but it does hold some promise that a deeper knowledge of homosexuality and its cause will allow for more effective ministries to those who struggle with this particular pattern of temptation. If such knowledge should ever be discovered, we should embrace it and use it for the greater good of humanity and for the greater glory of God.
                The essay gave me cold chills. My Pervert Alarm is clanging bigtime. There is a detailed discussion about the mechanics of turning gay Rams straight. Not the football kind of Rams.
                The most interesting research along these lines relates to the study of sheep. Scientists at the U.S. Sheep Experiment Station are conducting research into the sexual orientation of sheep through "sexual partner preference testing." As William Saletan at Slate.com explains:

                A bare majority of rams turn out to be heterosexual. One in five swings both ways. About 15 percent are asexual, and 7 percent to 10 percent are gay. What makes the sheep "sexual partner preference testing" research so interesting is that the same scientists who are documenting the rather surprising sexual behaviors of male sheep think they can also change the sexual orientation of the animals.
                The vision of a bunch of men sweating in a barn, tugging off some ram's penises and telling themselves they are doing Science cracks me up. Think their penises were flaccid during the event? I wonder if there were any women present.  LMAO. Fluffing rams for Jesus.

                Asexual folks need to recuse themselves from discussions about Sex and Society. Illiterate consumers of the Bible the same. Most folk with sexual fetishes do the decent thing and make home videos. Albert Mohler, in the marketplace of ideas, all you are is what you write. Bestiality for Science and God? Cover your proclivities, Love, because your ramrod is out.

                Note: I work with this definition of Religion. One can be an anti-theist or atheist and still be 'religious' if we see Religion as a function of the human psyche as Wm. James attests:

                Religion...shall mean for us the feelings, acts, and experiences of individual men in their solitude, so far as they apprehend themselves to stand in relation to whatever they may consider the divine. Since the relation may be either moral, physical, or ritual, it is evident that out of religion in the sense in which we take it, theologies, philosophies, and ecclesiastical organizations may secondarily grow. - The Varieties of Religious Experience, Lecture II, "Circumscription of the Topic"

                Sunday, August 25, 2019

                Kim Davis Moans and Pules. I Enjoy Her Tears.

                I am republishing this rant due to recent developments in the case:
                A federal appeals court ruled on Friday that the Kentucky county clerk who gained notoriety for refusing to issue marriage licenses to same-sex couples in 2015 can be sued, Reuters reported.

                The 3-0 decision by the 6th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals in Cincinnati upheld a previous ruling by U.S. District Judge David Bunning in Kentucky that Kim Davis can be sued in her individual capacity for the denial of licenses to same-sex couples after the Supreme Court legalized gay marriage in 2015. The decision will toss the lawsuits from two couples pursuing a lawsuit against Davis back into his court.
                The Bible and Jesus tell Christians to obey the civil law. Kim Davis is an Epic Fail as a Christian, if being a Christian means doing what Jesus told you to do. Further, Jesus told us not to afflict people with the 'letter of the law.' I read the Bible.

                Kim Davis is also an insult to the concept of nonviolent (religious) civil disobedience; this concept many people were jailed, maimed or incarcerated for honoring and employing. Nonviolent conscientious religious civil disobedience takes courage to employ. Gandhi tells us what nonviolent religious civil disobedience is:
                "I have also called it love-force or soul-force. . . I discovered in the earliest stages that pursuit of truth did not admit of violence being inflicted on one’s opponent but that he must be weaned from error by patience and compassion. For what appears to be truth to the one may appear to be error to the other. And patience means self-suffering. So the doctrine came to mean vindication of truth, not by infliction of suffering on the opponent, but on oneself." - Mohandas Gandhi.
                What Kim Davis practices is not nonviolent civil disobedience. It is assault and humiliation under color of law. As she sowed, so she now reaps. It is biblical.  Cry me a river. Cake Patrol Christianity is stupid and rude.

                Sunday, August 18, 2019

                I am Queer. I am out of the closet. Call me Nancy.

                Poster by Favianna Rodriguez.

                I like Queer because Friends (Quakers) have from the beginning been called 'a queer people.' I fit right in. 

                I like Queer because, if I do some damn disgusting hilarious filthy dirty but not illegal act in public, folks go 'Oh she is queer. What do you expect'?

                It was Minnie Jane Hamm who taught me being a Friend was a good thing. Big Hug.

                Quakes have silent Meeting. We just sit there like bumps, no liturgy, no music, no Pastor, no excuse and we wait to hear what the Spirit wants us to say. Nobody says much. For about three years, I sat next to Minnie Jane and she never said a thing. Then one First Day, she stood up - you stand to speak - no hiding in the pew - and she said:

                "Is it not wonderful that we are all so Queer" 

                and Minnie Jane sat down, silent again for years. Her Sister Nancy H. was my Sponsor. She saved lives. Ergo call me Nancy. She would appreciate the pun. 

                Sunday, August 4, 2019

                Anonymous Speaks Truth at Stereotypes

                Poster by Favianna Rodriguez.

                I do not know who wrote this. It appeared online without attribution. 

                Things radical feminism did not do to me, a transsexual woman (Trans women, please read!)
                ***trigger warning: rape, assault***

                Radical Feminism:

                •did not cause my father to beat me with a belt because my body language was ‘girly’

                •did not cause neighborhood boys and classmates to beat me up for being ‘faggy’

                •did not give me an eating disorder in high school as a reaction to my frame getting bigger during puberty

                •did not create the religion that made me think when I was little that I would go to Hell for the ways I thought and behaved

                •did not cause my rape by a guy who told me afterward that he thought I was role-playing when I cried and struggled, and admitted it was ‘the hottest sex he’d ever had’

                •is not responsible for me and many other trans women feeling terror and hopelessness at the prospect of life as a visibly gender-nonconforming person in a society where this is punished

                •did not create the unattainable beauty standards that further complicate my already complex struggle with sex dysphoria

                •is not the reason I’ve been consistently mansplained to at every job I’ve held since transitioning by men who do it because they think I was born with a vagina (and thus that they need to talk to me like I’m six years old)

                •is not the cause of my street harassment by men who think I was born with a vagina and thus feel entitled to proposition, frighten, or threaten me for their sexual gratification

                •did not cause the culture of homophobia that makes dating men dangerous and potentially fatal for trans women

                Radical feminism attacks patriarchy, which is the root cause of everything listed above. As trans women, we work against our own freedom, health, and dignity when we misdirect our anger and anguish toward the very people who are fighting the system that hurts us. We strengthen the true source of our social struggles.

                Feedback is welcome and hoped-for. Trans women, please feel free to add to this list, especially.

                The boys who tried to beat me up, and left threatening messages on my voicemail in school, had not been inspired by Janice Raymond.
                Nor did the terms “tr*nny” or “f*g” enter their lexicon via radical feminist theory.
                It was a male psychiatrist — not radical feminists — who delayed my treatment because he thought my dysphoria stemmed from the death of my father and the absence of male role models.
                Radical feminists are not the reason I was flashed and masturbated at by a man as I walked home at night.
                Radical feminists are not responsible for the harassment and unwanted advances I experience virtually every time I go out dancing.
                And they never sent me obnoxious sexual messages or dick pics, funnily enough!
                First rule of misogyny is that women are responsible for what men do.