I know sex is real and believe it matters, therefore I am a transphobe.
That’s all it takes.
Arrest me.
That’s all it takes.
Arrest me.
Sack me.
Harass me.
Defame me.
Cast me out of polite society.
Urinate on my office door.
Smokebomb my meeting.
Bang on my windows.
Assault me at Hyde Park Corner.
Make me call my rapist “she.”
Take my children into care.
Harass me.
Defame me.
Cast me out of polite society.
Urinate on my office door.
Smokebomb my meeting.
Bang on my windows.
Assault me at Hyde Park Corner.
Make me call my rapist “she.”
Take my children into care.
Make me need security guards to give lectures.
Kick me off my law journal.
Laugh at my losses.
Kick me off my law journal.
Laugh at my losses.
Attack me outside a lecture theatre.
Make me look over my shoulder as I walk the streets with my kids.
Force me to remain anonymous.
And when I say “something is wrong,” give me the silent treatment.
Make me look over my shoulder as I walk the streets with my kids.
Force me to remain anonymous.
And when I say “something is wrong,” give me the silent treatment.
All these things, and worse (let’s not even start with Dana Rivers & Kimberley Nixon...) have been done to women here, for defending our rights.
Women are female.
Arrest me.
Women are female.
Arrest me.
“Transphobe” = witch
Society deems it fine to burn witches
But these witches won’t burn
Society deems it fine to burn witches
But these witches won’t burn
It’s proper, in our times, to be a transphobe when the alternative is coerced dissociation from sexed reality.
I’m transphobic and proud.
I’m transphobic and proud.
I’ve also reached the limit of tolerating the harm inflicted on women for defending our rights.
The sex denialism takeover can go no further.
Our bodies are the buffers standing in the way.
The sex denialism takeover can go no further.
Our bodies are the buffers standing in the way.
Our insistence on plain, clear, ordinary language—and our right to speak it whenever we so choose—stands in the way.
And I should add...
Kick me out of my political party
Make me politically homeless
Make me need security guards to talk about my art
Harass, terrorise and doxx me online
Leave me with nowhere to show my films
Prevent me getting my books published
Rescind my awards
Kick me out of my political party
Make me politically homeless
Make me need security guards to talk about my art
Harass, terrorise and doxx me online
Leave me with nowhere to show my films
Prevent me getting my books published
Rescind my awards
Burn my books
Bombard me with hate speech
Isolate me
Gaslight me
Silence me?
No.
Bombard me with hate speech
Isolate me
Gaslight me
Silence me?
No.
Why do I rail and rail?
So as not to succumb to the despair and lassitude which follows a series of shocks.
Sex denlialsist won’t shock us into silence & compliance.
Rail I shall, until its beyond question—once again—that women are entitled to our own spaces & resources.
So as not to succumb to the despair and lassitude which follows a series of shocks.
Sex denlialsist won’t shock us into silence & compliance.
Rail I shall, until its beyond question—once again—that women are entitled to our own spaces & resources.
Until it’s beyond question to know, and say, that women are female.
And I should also have added...
...throw me out of the public square & confine my voice to the home by banning me from social media!
...throw me out of the public square & confine my voice to the home by banning me from social media!