Before we delve into the phoney-baloney world of laydee-brains and wrong body….
- If a male declares himself “a woman”, the reaction = courageous
- If a female declares herself “a woman”, the reaction = twanzphobic cis-bigot
On to our Toots, who checks ALL the twanz tropes –
Laydee Bwain™ and Wrong Body – check!
I have a female brain.
I knew I was different from the minute I could compare myself to other children.
I wasn’t in the right body.
Birth defect that had to be corrected — check!
What was wrong at birth is now being medically corrected.
Belief in ‘boy things’ and ‘girl things’ (jendah roles) — check!
I never felt comfortable doing boys things, playing boys games. But I buried myself in them to make sure that I wasn’t seen as different.
Secret shame, suicidal/depression, bravery — check! check! and check!
But outside the ropes, Frank was embroiled in a secret, agonising fight of his own – one he feared he could never win, let alone share with the world.
But for more than a year as her desire to become a woman overwhelmed her, she lived as a virtual recluse, wrestling with her emotions on a daily basis.
During her darkest hours she would phone helplines in America for counselling.
Her harrowing ordeal also sparked crippling bouts of depression and heavy drinking.
The suicide rates from the pressure on a transsexual woman are very high and I didn’t want to get caught up in it.
But in the end, for Kellie, living as a woman has become a matter of life or death.
So glad that Frankie covered all those bases! Full symphony orchestra compliment of violins accompanying his tale! I know that I was so touched as to wipe the solitary tear from my cheek.
But wait! There’s moar! The rest of the twanzphobic checklist!
Late twanzitioner — check!
Because today, through the Sunday Mirror, Frank, 61, reveals he is preparing to change sex and is living as a woman called Kellie.
Lived entire life in manz career, with manz wage — check!
It was a small relief during a period of her life when her image as a man at the head of a macho sport was stronger than ever. As Frank, he had started life as a boxer becoming a professional trainer in the late 1970s
He later moved into management but his career began to soar after signing Lennox Lewis in 1989, a year after he won Olympic heavyweight gold in the Seoul games.
In the late 1990s I always thought I had a chance with Lennox Lewis to earn enough money to live a comfortable life, to go away and be myself.
and she hoped the money she earned would help her to truly be herself one day.
Can you imagine me walking into a boxing hall dressed as a woman and putting an event on?
I can imagine what they would scream at me.
and the fears of a backlash from the testosterone-fuelled boxing world Frank left behind when he retired last year
Not just a manzly career, but a macho-manzly career! And milked for as long as he could!
Wife and kids? You betcha! Technically two ex-wives (now), three daughters and an elderly mother. Shame Frankie, with all those females around him, didn’t bother to ask any of them “what does it feeeel like to be a woman?” (clue: because laughter)
The twice-married dad of three also reveals the anguish of breaking the bombshell news to his second wife
She swore she would never tell anyone and to this day she hasn’t. We are very good friends now. She is very supportive and very loyal to me. She was very upset and sad but we knew there was no going back.
I was not happy when the relationship ended. It had been a security net around me. I was very sad when it ended. But it was the first step of me starting a life as a woman.
Kellie then knew she had to take another huge step – telling her elderly mother Maureen and three daughters. She feared they would reject him and she would lose everyone she loved.
She says: “I had put myself in a position where I had again lied to a woman who loved me and was very protective of me. It was the hardest thing in the world to come out to my family.
Well, not really sure that wifey #2 was over-joyed at the laydee thing, given that the split happened right at the point of inner-laydee™ surfacing (although, at this point, it is clear that Frankie seems to just say what he thinks everyone wants to hear).
As the words started to come out I wanted to catch them and pull them back in. I looked at her face and I knew my marriage was over.
LOL at the “my marriage” and not “our marriage” thing. Awww, perhaps his laydeebwain™ was not engaged at that moment, because wearing manzly clothes?
One big issue against ever revealing this side of myself was my father. While he was still alive he put me on a pedestal because what I had achieved in boxing. I was too frightened to tell him.
I guess the “(l)gbT” will be happy with the new laydee?
During the London mayoral election campaign of 2004, Maloney was the UKIP candidate and was criticised for comments about lesbian and gay people. These included the explanation that a failure to campaign in Camden was because there were “too many gays”. Maloney later attempted to justify these remarks, telling the BBC “I don’t want to campaign around gays…I don’t think they do a lot for society…what I have a problem with is them openly flaunting their sexuality.” James Davenport, chairman of Gay Conservatives, called for Maloney’s resignation as a UKIP candidate, saying “Frank Maloney is a dangerous extremist and should resign or be sacked as UKIP’s candidate for London mayor. UKIP must back or sack their homophobic candidate.”
Yup, Frankie should fit right in.
Kellie insists she has no intention of looking for a relationship in her new life. She says: “At this very moment I am preparing to live the rest of my life as a single person. I have no interest in physical sex with anybody.
Hard to tell, but I am going to bet the farm on autogynephile—storebought laydee-funbags, mirror, hand, and laydeepeen™ are all that is needed! It’s cute that he thinks teh gayz ‘openly flaunt their sexuality’, but it’s a-ok to flaunt his inner-laydee™ to the world!
Maybe Frankie’s mother has suspected Frankie’s inner-laydee™ for a while, and consulted twanzphobic blogs about Lazy Twanny Names?
she even managed to crack a joke about it. Her exact words were ‘Why didn’t you come to me when you were younger? Anyway, all we had to do was change the ‘I’ to an ‘E’ in your name Francis’
But no, Frankie wanted to pick his own laydeename™, because there are loads of 61yo “Kellies” about! ‘Kellie’ is just so fluffy and feminine in a way that ‘Frances’ could never be for a Genuine Laydee™! Silly mommy! You obviously know nothing about Genuine Laydees™! There is no coincidence whatsoever that ‘Kellie’ sounds like a name from a old porno, at all!
I was jealous of girls
Which part Frankie? The 80 pence on the pound woman-wage? The daily sexual harassment and sexual discrimination? Living with the threat of rape or unwanted pregnancy? Treated as second class citizen and talked over and interupted all the time? Seeing your work stolen by some man and him taking the credit? Seeing unqualified men get promoted above you? The Glass Ceiling? Treated like a doormat and expected to put everyone else’s needs and feelings before your own?
Or the pretty lacy underwear?
Yeah, as born-male, Frankie can ignore all that other icky stuff, particularly as he most likely played his own part in the system. Frankie can just focus on mincing around in the pretty underwear, and of course, that ‘feeeeling’ of being a woman.