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Mardi Gras 2009!

My first pride parade was AWESOME!

There are pictures of our group available here and here’s a video, you can see my marching group at about 2:15. We’re all the little people in green trailing after the bus.

As for the numbers break down:
4 trans women, 6 trans men, 1 child, and 11 assorted friends, family, and partners.
We also had two men from Assyria Syria (apparently!) randomly join our group. They were pretty cool.

Before the parade we had to have our placards inspected for Bad Politics, as defined by the New Mardi Gras committee. They had a little check list, and it flagged two placards. One was this one that has a small LGB and a large T, at the top of the placard and says “Homophobes hate crossgender Behaviour”, and the other was the same design with the caption “The T is not silent”. We were escalated right up to the top of the food chain, and eventually the head of operations for the day said we could keep the “T is not Silent” but the other one had to be cut in half. They don’t like the word ‘hate’ to be so close to the acronym ‘LGBT’.

It was kinda weird. It all worked out in the end, though we spent a good our or two feeling pretty pissed that they were getting up in our grill about those particular placards.

So what did YOU all do last weekend?

Police State

I’m extremely disturbed by news that the NSW police can be given covert search warrants.

NSW Police are to be given covert search warrants, allowing them to search a property without informing the owners for up to three years.

The warrants will be issued through the Supreme Court and limited to investigations of suspected serious offences punishable by at least seven years in jail.

These offences include the manufacture of drugs, computer crimes, the sale of firearms, homicide and kidnapping.

Premier Nathan Rees said NSW would be the first jurisdiction in Australia to adopt the covert search warrants, and would be borrowing from Commonwealth anti-terrorism legislation.

The Prison System

I saw this post about the USA’s prison system today, and it made me go JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!

I wonder what Australia’s numbers are like.

Nerd Ryan Strikes Again!

So there’s a few things that I’m a little excited about at the moment.

1. I bought a horrendously overpriced GTD application for my mac. Its called Things and I really like it. It fits with how I think perfectly, which is something that none of the free or jury rigged solutions I had come up with had done. These days I have so many simultaneous projects going on, that I have a bit of trouble keeping up if I don’t have some kind of system to stay organised. GTD seems to work for me most of the time.

2. I’m playing with Systems Management Server at work right now, and having fun. Information! Lots of information!!! I don’t have to walk across to the Library to check half a dozen computers hardware specs. Its great! Admittedly, the social side of my job is what I love most, but everyone is busy and grumpy at the moment anyway.

3. I’m working on new themes for the A Gender Agenda website, and blog. Green is the colour of the day. The beautiful Robyn is making us some awesome logo’s for A Gender Agenda, and when they are done, the websites will be recreated in a much less copy heavy, and attractive manner.

4. I’ve been playing with the facial recognition in iPhoto. Its sensitive enough to tell the difference between my pre-testosterone and post-testosterone face. I’m impressed by that. Unfortunately, it also thinks that I look a lot like my mother. *le sigh*

5. I’m househunting, and the process is really starting to piss me off. I just got an email saying the place I was *really really* hoping to get has already been leased. This annoys me because I contacted the agent on MONDAY asking to arrange an inspection, and expressing my interest in the property. They told me they’d tell me when they arranged an inspection, but never got back to me.

Cool Art Project

Tranny Panic!

Arty types should go contribute. :)

No More Excuses!

Well, now I’ve finished the book of smut that I was reading I don’t really have an excuse not to blog.

First of all, let me say I HIGHLY RECOMMEND Best Transgender Erotica by Hanne Blank and Raven Kaldera. It was really hot, and really thought provoking. (The brain is the sexiest organ). If I wasn’t already a filthy tranny chaser, I am now.

Also, I spent $300 on sex toys last fortnight. I did it for the floundering economy, and bought Australian owned and made. I am a selfless soul.

My employer however is not doing anything good for the economy. How can I continue to consume, like a good consumer, if they are making me redundant? I wouldn’t mind quite so much, if they weren’t sending the jobs to a company with questionable ethics. Of course, we’ve known it was coming for months now, so I’m not too upset. I’m sick of working here anyway. Now the only question that remains is, do i wait for my package, or find another, less boring and annoying job to tide me over?

Always the way!

So I started this blog, cos I was all like “Blogging, FUCK YEAH!” Of course, now that I’m blogging at 3 different places, I’ve gone into a writers slump, and just want to sit and read smut all day every day.

Androgyny is according to The Internet, either a state of having both masculine and feminine traits; OR a state of appearing to be neither masculine nor feminine.

I actually think that the current usage of ‘androgynous’, particularly by groups like Unisex and Genderfork, focuses on the latter. I find that many places that celebrate androgyny celebrate a very narrow definition of androgyny… a young, white, hairless, slim, usually female-born androgyny. Its very *pretty* but it gets boring after the first dozen or so photographs. It is an absence of gender markers, and it can occasionally make people uncomfortable, but not that uncomfortable… after all, our mainstream beauty standard calls for a youthful, slim, hairless, shapeless embodiment of beauty. This style of androgyny does not challenge the viewer. It might confuse them slightly, but if they can determine the assigned sex of the subject, they feel better, and move on, unchallenged and unchanged.

This absence of gender is only momentarily interesting to me. I like strong, bold expressions of peoples personality and passions, and all the little things that make them comfortable in their skin. I find queer femmes incredibly attractive because they take femininity, they embrace it, they recreate it, and they make it their own. I find bears hot, because they took a straight masculinity and made it unmistakeably gay. I like radical faery boys, and effete young men, and I love tom boyish girls on the soccer team, and butches that practice chivalry without a drop of irony.

An excess of gender cues is a form of androgyny as well, the state of having both masculine and feminine traits. This kind of androgyny is a kind of genderfuck… it is a sensory overload for the viewer, as they attempt to pin down the ‘real’ sex of the subject, and usually fail. This kind of gender presentation is a much more aggressive disregard for societies rules about how gender must work, and so is policed much more heavily, and subject to much heavier penalties. (Because people are uncomfortable around people that are different… and displaying excessive gender markers is different). In general, but not always, FTM spectrum folk are more likely to fall into an ‘absence of gender markers’ category, and MTF spectrum folk are more likely to fall into a ‘excess of gender markers’ category.

When someone displays an excess of gender markers, they will usually be assumed to be a man masquerading as a woman. I think that two factors go into this, firstly, that trans women are more commonly known about, and because humans weight masculine traits more heavily than feminine traits. Often, one of the things cited as being ‘attractive’ about trans men is their androgyny (meaning absence of excess gender markers), so those FTM’s who display excess gender markers wont fit that predefined idea of how FTM’s are ’supposed’ to be.

These days I fall into the Excessive Gender Markers category. I stopped binding last night, and went and bought a bra. I need to be able to work out, and working out in a binder is completely unrealistic for an asthmatic (and probably most other people too). All of a sudden, I was a person with breasts, and hairy man-legs, a deep voice, and big girly eyes, no facial hair, but a masculine swagger.
People can’t see this, but I’m developing hair on my chest, and my clit is growing into a micro-phallus. I’ve got a cunt, and a cock. I’m hairy, and curvy. I’m a man and a woman.
Usually I stifle my feminine gender markers so that when I’m out in the world I pass as an effeminate gay man. Last night I stopped bothering, and went into the world with my womanhood and manhood on display simultaneously.

It made people uncomfortable. It terrified the wits out of the greeter at the Big W change rooms. She didn’t know whether to send me to the mens or the women’s changing area.

I passed as a butch dyke to other queers. A gay man called me ‘Darling’, and a femme flirted with me. The straight world though? It was alarmed when it had to deal with me.

And its not ‘pretty’ like gender-free androgyny. Its not youthful, and innocent looking. Its confusing, and confronting, and hairy.

But I like it.

I read an article on international adoptions today.

Apparently many children adopted by the west are in fact not orphans.

Harrowing stuff. The article concludes:

Unless we recognize that behind the altruistic veneer, international adoption has become an industry — one that is often highly lucrative and sometimes corrupt — many more adoption stories will have unhappy endings. Unless adoption agencies are held to account, more young children will be wrongfully taken from their families. And unless those desperate to become parents demand reform, they will continue — wittingly or not — to pay for wrongdoing. “Credulous Westerners eager to believe that they are saving children are easily fooled into accepting laundered children,” writes David Smolin, a law professor and advocate for international adoption reform. “For there is no fool like the one who wants to be fooled.”

There’s a lot of talk about the word ‘Tranny’ on the internet these days. Here’s a round up of some of the posts I’ve seen:

“Tranny” and Subversism”: Re-reclaiming “Tranny” (or not) part 1
and
“Tranny” and Cis Women: Re-reclaiming “Tranny” (or not) part 2
By Cedar from Taking up too much Space

Is Tranny Offensive? from Tobi at No Designation

and
Land of a Thousand Words by Ethan at My Halo.

There is something that all of these blogs have in common. They are all American blogs. So usually I wouldn’t really care about this particular linguistic debate, given I’m an Australian, and the question of ‘reclaiming’ the word ‘tranny’ isn’t really relevant to us over here.

The thing is though, we advertised our Mardi Gras marching group, which is called Tranny Panic, all over the internet. Literally hundreds, if not thousands of Australian trans people have seen our advertisement. One person complained about the name. They said that ‘Panic’ isn’t very dignified and requested we change the name to ‘tranny something-else’. We politely explained our reason for naming the event Tranny Panic, and she changed her mind, and said it was a good name.

The thing is though, a few American trans women have complained about the name. They have told us that we should change it. “‘Trans Panic’ isn’t that hard, is it!” they say. I think that it is a massively entitled perspective to take, to think that you can dictate from 14,000 km away what trans people in another country can call their pride parade.

The thing is, the term “Tranny” is widely used with in the Australian trans community by trans women to describe themselves. 552 trans women paid $5 each to join a website called Tranny Radio. Every year the Seahorse Ball – the largest MTF event in the country, sell their tickets through TrannyTix, who tag themselves as ‘Ticketing for T-girls’. There is a website with resources for trans people called The Australian Good Tranny Guide.

The word ‘Tranny’ doesn’t even need reclaiming here in Australia, because the trans community has never stopped using it to talk about themselves and amongst themselves.

I am so sick of this debate. This is Australia, and these women are my friends. If trans women in Australia want to use the word Tranny, let them. Tranny Panic was conceived and started by a trans woman, and when the Mardi Gras entry was named, it was named by a trans woman. We have more than one trans woman marching with us. If you aren’t in Australia, you can but the fuck out of our Pride Parade. Pack up your holier-than-thou, dictatorial attitudes, and take a moment to look at yourselves.
(Obviously this isn’t aimed at the bloggers who I listed above. This is aimed at anyone who feels entitled to flame my girlfriend for promoting an event they don’t approve of, in a country they don’t live in.)

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