Yep, the long-awaited outbreak of commonsense has begun to happen.
Margaret Wente, of Canada’s Globe & Mail, puts many of the key points in her article, including ‘transkids’ and the difference between sexual orientation and biological sex (although she wrongly calls this ‘gender identity’).
You’ve got to be brave to say that these days. Today, anyone who dares to question the march of transgender rights is labelled as transphobic.
Lindsay Leigh Bentley (blogger of “health, nutrition, wellness, and even parenting and marriage”) recounts her childhood and subsequent motherhood of a non-conforming child—all good, albeit a bit on the heteronormative side.
They just let me be me. They let me be a girl who wore jeans more often than skirts. They let me play with slingshots rather than princess wands. They didn’t conclude that I was gay, or transgender. They didn’t put me in a box that would shape my future, at the expense of my own free will.
And although this one from Paul McHugh on the WSJ is behind a paywall, the title and sub-title pretty much lay it out:
Transgender Surgery Isn’t the Solution
A drastic physical change doesn’t address underlying psycho-social troubles.
The ‘mixed bag’ of trying to be ‘neutral’ by Michelle Goldberg in The New Yorker. But some great stuff including a 1973 quote from Robin Morgan:
I will not call a male “she”; thirty-two years of suffering in this androcentric society, and of surviving, have earned me the title “woman”; one walk down the street by a male transvestite, five minutes of his being hassled (which he may enjoy), and then he dares, he dares to think he understands our pain? No, in our mothers’ names and in our own, we must not call him sister.
This what I loved about the New Yorker, the references to earlier feminists criticising (the then) transsexualism, and how this is not a new thing at all.
The rise of pornography and transgenderism are main parts of the backlash against second wave feminism. Women everywhere are starting to wake up again, and I hope it will propel women back into proper feminist understanding and action.
Laydees, the jig is up. Put down the lippy and step away from the handbag!