tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506995090336963455.post5257857752716612575..comments2023-03-21T05:49:21.694-04:00Comments on Seeking Avalon: Willow Thinks Thinky ThoughtsAvalon's Willowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07539301720154191607noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506995090336963455.post-32277920394562977172008-06-23T03:01:00.000-04:002008-06-23T03:01:00.000-04:00Ami:It's odd isn't it how Transexuality is 'theory...<STRONG>Ami:</STRONG><BR/><BR/>It's odd isn't it how Transexuality is 'theory' and they get to decide. And 'racism' is something that doesn't exist anymore, it too is now theory, but when it does pop its head up, they get to decide.<BR/><BR/>I don't think you're wrong in thinking that there's anger and resentment that transexuals are disproving theories they've decided are the answer to everything because their theories promote their agenda.<BR/><BR/>Something just popped into my mind because I've been having more of this conversation online with a friend. I found myself thinking that one's introductions to things really do set a tone for how you will view things in the future.<BR/><BR/>My introduction to non mainstream gender expression came in the form of two women. Most likely they were prostitutes or at least that's what my mother led me to imply.<BR/><BR/>They were the two most beautiful women I'd ever seen. One was white, with blonde hair in braids with beads and long legs and this great smile. She smiled at children and it made me smile back at her. The other was very very dark skinned with her hair in braids toom abd she made me think of The Queen of Sheba. They both wore make-up and beautiful clothes, short but suited to the weather. I saw them around town. <BR/><BR/>One day I saw the dark skinned one, comforting the white one, everyone else was ignoring them. The white one was hurt, her face was bruised. I couldn't believe anyone would hurt someone that beautiful - so I told my mom.<BR/><BR/>That's when my mom told me they were really men and that other men didn't like them dressing up as women. And they were jametes (loose) and she didn't want me going near them.<BR/><BR/>To this day I have no idea if they were transexuals or transvestites. My opinion was formed that no matter what my mother said, anyone who could look that beautiful didn't deserve to be hit just because someone didn't like it. <BR/><BR/>I was a child obviously and I thought if they were men who decided they were going to be a princess every day and they could pull it off then by golly they were princesses. It also ticked me off that people shunned them, wouldn't sell them food, would tug their kids and husbands out of the way. Even if all these two were doing was sitting down on a bench. <BR/><BR/>My introduction to them was me seeing them as people first and wondering what all the fuss was about. And nothing anyone else ever said could change my mind about that fact, that they were people with feelings and shouldn't be hit or hurt.<BR/><BR/>Not every child is going to be as self determining as I was. They'll see people being shunned and they won't question why, they'll just do it. And they'll buy into what their parents do and should they one day decide to question it - there will be more riding on them thinking of themselves as open minded than redacting that first introduction that looked at a human being and saw something else; something OTHER.<BR/><BR/>And other is as much non white as gay as trans as not from our country as not from our religion. Other is 'Not One Of Us'.<BR/><BR/>The worse thing my mother ever did, for her, was encourage me to ask why. But it was the best thing for me.Avalon's Willowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07539301720154191607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4506995090336963455.post-55609835316863533582008-06-23T02:07:00.000-04:002008-06-23T02:07:00.000-04:00I like your thinky thoughts :) Ty again for writi...I like your thinky thoughts :) Ty again for writing this :D<BR/><BR/>It is amazing to me how so often the actual experiences and voices and feelings of transppl are ignored or dismissed by cisppl as they discuss the "issue" of transsexuality and transgenderism and how everything is purely gender construction (or conversely that everything is purely biological destiny) amongst themselves as if it's just some academic exercise, some theory when there are ACTUAL PPL DEALING WITH IT RIGHT NOW trying to speak! >:O<BR/><BR/>And I hate when ppl explain to us WHY we transition, or push us to justify WHY, as if we could rly explain it to somebody who is cisgendered in a way that they'd GET our feelings... I mean, that's like a gay person being able to explain to a straight person why they like somebody of the same sex. >:\<BR/><BR/>And all the speculation then about how we must be transitioning cuz we're "butch women" or "effeminate men" or something and the whole condescending attitude of "we know you better than you know yourselves", or worse that b/c our existence and experiences violates their theory on gender construction (or biological destiny), therefore WE are the crazy ones and must be dismissed, ignored, or "fixed" somehow! D:<BR/><BR/>Also Miss Martian is awesome! :D <BR/><BR/>*hugs*<BR/><BR/>And so are you! :DAmi Angelwingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07263018434610100226noreply@blogger.com