Quote of the Day

Why can’t one be a trans woman because they just want to feed the world from their kitchen? Or because they love being a seamstress and want to clothe the world in gorgeousness?

– Pallygirl, blog post comment

Trans Woman Lives Her Life As Six Year Old Girl

The whole ball game

Reclaim the Night Dundee

Quote of the Day

Transwomen are the ultimate expression of men’s right to godhood. Men have made up amazing stories and myths through the years.

Particularly popular are the myths where woman is born of man, ribs and foreheads yanno, instead of the way babies are born in the reality-based community.

“Transwomen are women” is the latest blatant falsehood men are insisting must be taken on faith, because they are men and why would they lie?

It takes force to make people submit to myths that are so obviously power plays and tools to build hierarchy in a society. That is why male violence is the greatest human rights crisis the world has ever known.

– The Bewilderness, via blog comment.


I still remember the books in the hallway. Bookshelves everywhere. And the porn.

It shouldn’t have been there, but it was. Left lurking, and teasing. Forbidden fruits, in the grasp of my child’s hand.

I remember a vague sense of what was forbidden. But there it all was, and I was left alone at times. And I read, I read everything I could get my hands on.

There was the book about the sex slave, on a high shelf at the end of the hall. And there was the little cheap paperback about people having sex with electrodes clamped upon their nipples, on the low shelf in the middle.

Playboy Magazine was light fare, compared to the hallway. Those piled up, I collected them. I read the cartoons. Neighborhood children arrived regularly to examine them, I had no idea why.

These women in the photographs and cartoons were clearly not about me. I can’t recall ever thinking I was a girl. I knew I was a child, sort of. My powers and options were limited.

But a girl? No, no. Please not. Anything else, some other creature. Anything but a girl.

Perhaps a horse? I collected plastic horses, I drew horses relentlessly. Earlier on, I collected plastic dinosaurs. Also not girls, yay!

Sooner or later, the boys got me. The drunken assaults, the stoned entrapments. Oh well, I am a girl after all, I learned. No more horses and dinosaurs for you!

Sentenced back to the porn. Obey the orders, open the holes. Suck when asked. Go along with it, you knew this was coming, even when you didn’t.

Keep trying, you just haven’t found the right boy yet. The right boy is light years away but you have to keep trying.

It took a lot out of me, all this keeping trying. I learned to find the wrong boys, because at least then they wouldn’t rape me. That, too, also went on endlessly, because the wrong boys usually also knew the right boys, and then we were back in the locked room with the crowd and the condom again. Just say yes. Consent is sexy, and sexy is mandatory.

Finally, I got it. It hit me one day like a sledgehammer. “This is never going to stop, and also it’s going to keep getting worse. The noose will keep tightening. There will never be any end to this unless you say no.”

So I did. And my life fell apart. My friends took to cruelty, my life became a nightmare. I spent a lot of time crying and staring at the walls.

But after that, it slowly got better. I’d hit bottom, I had named the problem, even though I didn’t really have the words for it yet.

It all started with the bookshelves, the porn, the male violence countenanced in my childhood home. The male gaze, the sexist jokes. I grew up groomed, I knew no better.. You mean all families aren’t like this?

These days the Internet has taken over this task of grooming children into porn. But they go back a ways, these bookshelves. Free speech, yeah. I know. But it wasn’t good. It hurt me. It scared the hell out of me, and I didn’t even know it at the time. I was too young to know what I was feeling.

We have to name the problem. I could not, I was too young, and this damaged me.

The problem has a name. It’s male violence, and fetishizing male violence and misogyny. It’s grooming girls like me to believe that’s just how it is, that we cannot hope for anything better, that nothing better even exists, outside of improbable fantasies.

Grooming us to never even consider that anything better might even be an option. Teaching us to not-know, not-know anything more powerful than these dark bookshelves.

Fake Patients, Real Hate

By Dr. Kathy Mandigo

There is no blow too low for the trans activists to go. They have no qualms about posing as ‘patients’ and posting fictional, libelous statements on MD rating sites to try to discredit physicians, proving how ludicrous such sites are as a means to assess a physician, and how cowardly these trolls are. A post by a friend makes the ridiculous obvious, for any patients confused by the attack posts.

“Had Dr. Mandigo back when I still lived in BC. I have congenital epilepsy and as a result need medication and near constant medical supervision to stay healthy. Dr. Mandigo said she couldn’t remain my physician because of my “lifestyle”, life style being that I am a man attracted to other men. Absolutely horrible to think that a doctor would put their petty biases over their oath to care for their patients.

She might not be with the same center anymore, but it’s horrible to know she’s still using her fundamentalism as a reason to mistreat lgbt patients, that has to be against laws. Doctor, when you go to the clinic, please leave your bigotry at home.”
“Goes and intimidates former patients into staying quiet and posts their private data online in violation of the Privacy Act. Anything as minor as weight problems will have her summarily drop you and out you if you complain. See at your own risk!”
“Rude and threatening to her patients, openly says she doesn’t abide by medical guidelines and publishes bizarre rants about her patients online. Possibly unsafe.”
“Extremely unprofessional, does not listen to patients”
“She uses her position to shame trans folk into detransition.”
“Dr. Mandigo literally saved my life. I had been suffering for years from severe cerumen and horripilation with borborygmus complications. And if that wasn’t bad enough, I also occasionally suffered from Sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia and transient lingual papillitis. My morsicatio buccarum and muscae volitantes were completely out of control, and I was starting to develop synchronous diaphragmatic flutter.

I had about given up hope the day I walked into her office. But after she made her expert diagnosis and put me on a daily regimen of nocturnal enuresis and sternutation, my life improved immeasurably and I regained hope and the strength to carry on. Thank you, Dr. Mandigo!”

These troll ratings were inspired by this blog post by Dr. Mandigo.

You can read the ratings page here.

Makeup is so much bullshit

Dead Wild Roses

I (almost) never wear makeup to work.  A whole lot of it is that I simply can’t be arsed, but it’s also a specifically political decision: men don’t have to, so why should I. I recognize that, as a knowledge worker who’s valued for my brainz, I’m honestly privileged not to have to focus on my looks, which even in 2015 is often an expectation for women in management, client-facing positions, and in the service industry. For many working women, presenting a “polished” appearance is a condition of employment, and just being clean and clean-shaven doesn’t cut it; you have to present with just the appropriate level of femininity, no more and no less, and among other things that means makeup.  But not fun, self-expressive makeup.  Makeup that pretends it’s not there, makeup that tries to naturalize your role as decorative object without calling attention to all the work you put into it…

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Ohio House Bill 393, Nickie J. Antonio @nickieantonio & Denise Driehaus @DeniseDriehaus (USA)

Petition: Add more female thinkers to the Politics A Level syllabus

Petitioning Secretary of State for Education Nicky Morgan MP and 1 other

Add more female thinkers to the Politics A Level syllabus – Sign the petition!

June Eric-Udorie London, United Kingdom

The government has just announced plans to revise the Politics A-Level Curriculum. Feminism has been removed entirely, apart from a mention of the Suffragettes and Suffragists and the proposed curriculum only contains one female political thinker out of seven: Mary Wollstonecraft. The problem with erasing and writing women out of history is that we only get half the story.

When women are underrepresented in society, the government should be working to address this problem. As a young woman and student, it is imperative that girls and boys get the full picture at school, or we are doing them a disservice. It has been said that you cannot be what you cannot see. Female role models are important. Women like Kimberlé Crenshaw, who coined the theory of intersectionality, Catherine MacKinnon, an American feminist lawyer, Emma Goldman, anarchist and political activist, Audre Lorde, black feminist writer, Ayn Rand, Russian novelist and philosopher and Simone de Beauvoir, French writer, political activist and social theorist. We must show women to be inspired by and be taught that the ideas of feminism and gender equality are important.

Earlier this year, Jesse McCabe used a petition to put women on the music curriculum. Together we can use public pressure to make sure that the same happens with the Politics curriculum. There is no excuse for this. There is no reason why the Department of Education and Ofqual shouldn’t get this right. Join me in asking that they change this, so that the curriculum reflects the work, thought and achievements of women.

On social media, use #femalethinkers and let us know who your favourite female political thinkers are.