Offline Fever

Posted on November 30th, 2008 in General Trans by admin

I have three addictions.

The first is Caffiene, to which I am eternally grateful (and I love how close it is to chocolate chemically).

The second I will quit one day fairly soon: Nicotine.  I smoke like freaking chimney and why I smoke is a story itself that I am sad to say I don’t even know.

The last, however, is the internet.  The Interwebs is base.

There is nothing I hate more than losng my internet cnnection.  ITs like havng a part of me ripped out and I’m dazed and confused the day it happens, and the next day I start to think “well, maybe I’ll just take a break for a while, catch up n the world, stop and smell the flowers (like the roses I’d love to see delivered one day in December, ahem).

Beneath it is this on edge feeling, this dark and dank scariness that makes me bunch the muscles in my neck up and stiffens my shoulders, and I’m antsy and nervous and jumpy.

Its worse than the headaches from my first addiction or the temper flashes and major PMS I get from the second.

Heaven forfend that they ever do introduce cybernetics that allow you to jack in on moment in my lifetime — I’ll be a willing sheep and snow crash becomes reality.

And I have no clue why. i mean, I don’t do anything on it, really, except blog occasionally, read blogs, read news, read stories, design websites, make money (in good years), research, learn, discuss, dissect, argue, bitch, moan, whine, buy groceries, buy pizza, order chinese, talk to my fiancé (heh — cam time counts), and generally poke my nose here and there.

I lived online for about 16 months solid.  Bought all my food, my smokes, my entertainment, paid my bills, the whole thing.  I left my house to check the mail, see the sun, and once in a great while go get a #3 at McDonald’s which constituted my entire day’s meal.

I was actually happy.  I *shopped* for places to do that online, as well. I mean, I absolutely adore the internet. It is freedom and communication like nothing else.

Makes having sex a challenge, though, but eh — that’s certainly not too far off.

So, needless to say, the last few days have been rather interesting.

My Internet is not one that’s very good for games.  This is ok — I don’t play games on the computer.  Or on a game system. I very rarely do second life. Becuase its in the back of my mind that since I can model the stuff used there, I could make some money instead of watching people steal the stuff I used to make and use it themselves.

Its mobile broadband, becuase a while back mobility became critical for me — I’ve com to the realizatin that I am utterly dependent on others, so mobility allows me a sort of freedom.

and I can smell the roses while I’m online now.

For me, it is a lifeline, and the only problem is that the little USB devices are, well, sorta really easy to break, lol

I’m the sort that a ruggedized super computer would break for, I swear.

And, to top it off, when they break, they do really weird thngs to your computer.  Like make it shut down at the worst time.  like short out little parts.  Like take up so much space that you can’t use another usb device.

things like that.

But I have found a wonderful thing!  Craigslist.  I know, I know — a tranny on craigslist is, well, something not all that unusual (even witht he new fees and ID stuff.  But they also sell thngs besides bodies on craigslist.

Like the little usb devices.  At less than a third of the regular price.

heh.  Soon I’ll be getting a spare.

Just in case.

Cause then when I wreck the connection on my little laptop I can make a call on my cell phone and get the next one activated and not have to stress the whle internet is gone, OMG my life is over deal again.

I like that.

Mobility.  It means freedom.

20 bucks for your past…

Posted on November 24th, 2008 in General Trans by admin

One of the things I tell people often is that if you are going to “blend in” or go stealth, then work the system so that you vanish from the online databases.

One of the reasons that people today say its so hard to go stealth is that for 20 bucks you can get names, relatives, phones numbers, addresses, dates of birth.

And if you are really good, you can get this from little bits of info about someone.

Take for example a certain woman I have encountered online.  Her real name is known.  We’ll call her Charles though. She has very real reasons for wanting to eliminate her name from online discourse.

That gives you one example of how hard it is to vanish. To go stealth.  One person, with a pissy mood, can screw your enitre life up.

On the other hand, this stuff is pretty handy.

For example, I fell out of contact with my brothers.  It happens — two are sorta related to me becuase they kinda had to be.  The other got queezed outta the same mom.

He and I haven’t spoken since about a month and couple days after her death.  She’d cut him out of the estate afte he tossed her in hospice against her will and without the right to do it (he didn’t have medical power of atty and lied that he did).

We haven’t really spoken for several years, though.  You see, it was in December a few years back that I called his wife a slut to her face, called her a slut to his face, and called his step kids abhorrent little cretins to their face and their mother’s face.

I should note that what I called the kids was *heard* as “aborted children” becuase of a lack of vocabulary on their mother’s part. I never corrected her.

Now, that sorta pissed them off, and I can kinda understand why.  GOod catholic couple.  Good Lebanese couple.  Ok, so S isn’t lebanese (he’s pure white bread, unlike his new sister, lol), but hey, that’s how it goes.

Over the last few years, the company he works has sent out sale persons to call on my door, without any clue who I am.  I always ask them if they know him, and they have always said yes.  So I tell them to tell him Hi.

I suspect at least three have been fired.

Needless to say, no love lost.

Now, thanks to the wonders of 20 bucks and the internet, I have again his address, phone number, email, myspace, license plate, and office phone number.

And I know his wife is now selling real estate (long story, but its sorta like a family business in some ways, lol).

His father and mine lives a bit up north. I haven’t spoken to him since the service for my mother, and the words then consisted of “hi, thanks for coming”.

Real warm, huh?

Odd quirk:  my uncle, his brother, was openly gay, and a critical business man in the small tourist town, n the 60’s 70’s, and 80’s.  And was essenital to my dad’s ability to make it up there in, yes, real estate.

They do not know.

Not one of them.

I think its time to change that.

And see what happens.

I’ll even apologize.  Sorry Mom. (Mom agreed with me — she was a slut, and we even had pics to prove it, lol)

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No me, on the other hand, let’s see what the powerful 20 dollar people search comes up with, shall we?

Oh my!

Nothing.

Zip. Nada. Zero. Zilch.

The expensive, 350 dollar one that I’ve done for a few jobs int he past (tracking down online people in order to serve them, for example): nothing.  Nada. Zip. Zero.

There are ways to fall off the grid.

They are not fun, they are not enjoyable.

But they can happen :D

Remember

Posted on November 20th, 2008 in General Trans by admin

Refuse.

Posted on November 17th, 2008 in General Trans by admin


Refuse to Hate from Refuse to Hate on Vimeo.

And that’s enough for today :D

Joined the Impact — and feel like it, too

Posted on November 16th, 2008 in General Trans by admin

So I “joined the Impact”, and went to the big protest march yesterday and it was pretty incredible here.  4000 people standing up for the civil rights of everyone.

We had State Senators and legislators, Union leaders (AFL-CIO), City councilmen, entertainers, and local people of import present.

And 4000 people from the Valley gathered to march from City Hall to the State Capitol.

The local orgs, who failed so badly this last election and truth be told in general, were gaga over getting people engaged and motivated.  And those are just the ones that knew and could come on short notice.

A longer cycle and somewhat more organized mass commmunication would have brought out at least twice that many.

The local rags are reporting half as many, but the cops on the scene were saying 4000, and I’ll take their word over the reporter who showed up at the beginning and then left.

It was incredible, but holy cow I hurt bad now, lol  I did cature 2 hours of footage I’m slowly but surely digging through in the editing and will upload here in all its not so glorious camera shooting ability.  I think I’ll be able to pull a good half hours of really killer stuff out of it, and then have an hour long one that is merely ok, lol

Should be interesting to see what some of the other orgs do with the footage, since they will be  getting it over the next couple of days.

I enjoyed it.

Now, however, I’m going to take a long, hot bath…

Rage

Posted on November 15th, 2008 in Current Events, Family, Friends, General Trans by admin

It snuck up on me.

I wasn’t looking for it, and life has, generally speaking, been absolutely wonderful without it for most of the last two years.

But its back.

it was a familiar presence for most of my life — albeit an unwelcome one. I would have to watch myself, go to extra lengths, do little thing to make sure I didn’t tip over into the realm of letting it have its way with me because each and every time it did I lost something I valued.

I know my triggers, too.  Have for a long time. Frustration and resentment.

You’d think someone who has issues with rage triggered by frustration and resentment and that knows it would sorta avoid politics and all this other crap going on.

Well, hell — If McCain has be a senator, why not, right?

So I had to figure out what it was that had me on edge, had me needing to find a way to release all this pent up force inside me.

Lest my blog become more like yesterday’s whack a bigot session (yeah, gals, I did indeed mean the five of you).

Oh, and Cathryn, and TN, et al?  Let me clear up a few things.

I have a PhD in Sociology. I have two masters after that, and the degree I got you noted is none of them, and I generally keep that under wraps now.  It comes i handy in the work I seem to be shifting into (which is non-profit and diversity). I’m a mom because I have t-daughters.  And that’s what they call me.  Mom.  Too bad none of ya’ll ever have that, huh?  Too bad — having t-sisters and t-kids and t-brothers is one of the few things I really can say is totally awesome (pardon the 80s stuff). You’ll miss out.  Cathryn prolly gets it, though — too bad she got screwed over.

My degrees are, now and forever, under my old name, too, barring a change in Brigham Young’s policies or a lawsuit.

Neither of which I’m keen on pushing right now.

So pick on me all ya want.  You are bigots — no different from the KKK with the possible exception that ya’ll hate yourselves just as much.

Oh, and where the f did you get second coming from my calling it cool?  Are you really that big a bunch of retards?

Back to the point…

So I’ve been feeling rage.  Rage is bad for me.  Its part of why I’m getting the crap kicked out of me internally.

I really had thought I was free of it.

Apparently, though, I let someone in too close. Close enough that I could resent when they do things they shouldn’t.  Like, say, drink.

When they are an alcoholic.

Like when they stop taking their HIV meds in order to drink.  Because they are an alcoholic.

A co-dependent one.

So today I had to face that.  Today I had to look at her and her dumbass kid of a boyfriend and tell them this is it.  No more chances, no more overlooking, no more trust, no more freaking drama because I’m tired of it and its screwing up my situation and putting me at risk.

I love her dearly. To some, that will seem absurd, no doubt, but I come from a family where kinship is beyond blood.  Something those that it would seem absurd to will never know, never understand, never experience.

So seeing her slowly kill herself fast, and then drag me into the drama of this horribly unbalanced relationship was frustrating me and I was coming to resent it.  I resented spending my lst few pennies to give her somethng nice as a reward for staying sober only to have her go out 15 minutes later and buy a 40 and try to sneak it by me.

I didn’t see it coming.  I was too busy trying to keep up with all the aftermath and all the dumb ass crap being said and then the whole mess of changing the Board at TIH around (I am now Chair of the Board, which is sorta cool, but I’ve got a hell of a job ahead of me :S).

I also have to find a new house manager there and a new house mother. *sigh*.

So I’ve learned now that although the old sources of my rage are gone, there are still new ones out there, waiting for me.  And I need to be more careful pay more attenton to my inner state, and watch how I feel about things a little more carefully.

At least my sociopathy dosn’t seem to have increased, but the next MMPI will tell that story.

when ya piss a gal off, you know it.

Posted on November 14th, 2008 in Activism, Current Events, Family, Feminism, Womanism, & Humanism, Transsexuals by admin

1 - If you say that you hope he goes away, you are being a bigot. As well as just plain fuckwitted.

2 - If you say that his kids are going to go to school and suffer for this, you are a bigot, and, worse, you are supporting bullying of children. You are a fuckwit, too.

3 - If you find the whole LGB thing offensive, and want nothing to do with them, then you are a bigot, a homophobe, and, yes, a fuckwit.

4 - If you’ve supported any of the above statements or made them, the DOR’s blood is on your hands, for you are supporting the very stigma and bigotry that makes all those deaths happen. And that makes you have about as much relevance on this planet as slug slime trails.

5 - If you say that Tom Beattie is not a man, then you are a fuckwit who is not whatever it is you claim to be. Or, you are a complete asswipe and a hypocrite. Your choice.

Now, ther are a few fuckwits, asswipes, and slime trails ot there who will disagree with this. They will do so without the ability to properly defend their views, as well, because, ultimately, they are dealing with fear. Usually fear of exposure for something they are ashamed of, and trapped in their own personal hells as a result.

A few months back, I watched as a homeless woman came to TIH and began building her life back up right until she discovered a pair of horrible truths.

First, the House was supported primarily by donations from the LGB community.

Second, she’d have to participate in the Pride March as a gesture of thanks for that.

She opted to drink herself back into homelessness and a sudden, violent death as a result.

So when I see people who talk of “transfags” and do everything they can to escape any sort of connection to “transgender”, I listen to them.

And they say the same things she did. Verbatim.

And they are always wrong, and they will never see it, becuase, in the end, they cling to their bigotry and privilege — despite science telling them otherwise, despite reason, despite ther own intelligence — because for them, its better to be afraid than to risk pain.

Now, I’m going to be unfair about this. If you ar one of those people, and you post *anything* in response to this that is insulting or exclusive in any way to *this* blog, I’ll delete it.

Because I don’t feel like listening to your bigotry anymore. You are fuckwits, asswipes, and slime trails.

Oh, and ain’t *none* of ya’ll feminists by *any* stretch of the imagination, so quit lyin about that, too.

Other than that, I’m tired, so I’m going to bed :)

Update:

Meltdown is not the accurate term, and dischord is something notably different from dyssonance.

Oh, and fuckwad isn’t a term I use often.  I use fuckwit.  Its a modern era sociological term for someone just lke ya’ll.

Have a shitty day.

Eleven Things to Do Now

Removing the word marriage from law is the goal.

When campaigning for it, use the language of religion, for marriage has a sanctity, and, as the will of the people has made it so clear, it is a moral and religious institution set forth from God.

Well, then let marriage be from God. Protect it from anyone ever redefining it in law again. Ensure it stays that way in the best way how.

Remove the word marriage from law.  Just remove the word itself from law. position it as a protection from not just the gays but the polygamists and the others.

The supporters — the every day folk who voted yes on 8, for example — will vote yes on it as well, since they have heard this time and time again. Marriage is from God.  Let’s make it sure it stays that way, by removing it from the reach of Godless courts and fickle Legislatures.

Protect the institution by taking it out of the reach of the courts now and forever.

I am not talking about abolishing the rights of what is currently called marriage — heterosexuals such as myself will still be able to have those things. I am not talking about changing the laws into something they are not.

I am talking about changing the laws so that the word marriage is no longer part of them, not the laws themselves.  Let it be, forever and anon, marriage from God, requiring services.  Let it be called legal registration.

We are just protecting a word that has deep religious significance from being obliterated by unfeeling courts.

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Run for office.

When this nation was founded, it was based on the idea that any citizen of a certain age could run for office.  This is what makes this nation of the people and by the people that it might be for the people.

Remember that we are “the people”, as well.

Rights are not *given*.  They are taken. People do not do things merely because you think they should.  So run for office. If you are in an established relationship, own a home, a car, and look halfway decent, well, then run for office.

Yes, you.  I don’t care what you identify as.  You are a citizen.  You want to make a change.

Run for office.

There is a great deal of help for you to do so these days, as well. It doesn’t matter what party’s flag you un under, either, becuase, in the end, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose.  That fact you are running will make it easier for the next person.

LGBT people make up at *least* 10% of the population.  That means there should be about 42 openly LGBT people serving in Congress, and about 4 of them should be Republican.

rather than sitting there reading blogs in the comfort of your jammies, run for office.

Are you unemployed?  Run for Office.  Its a job.  Its just the hardest interview you’ll ever go through.

Are you fearful of something, like the words that can be thrown against you?

Run for office.  Then they will *really* have something to bitch about when you win, huh?

Don’t know enough about politics? Have you looked at the state legislatures of late?  You think *they* know enough abut politics?  Barack Obama is a newbie.  John McCain was a seasoned veteran of decades.

You been reading these blogs on the inter tubes?  You know enough about politics.

There is *no* good reason to not run for office if you have ever complained about anything political.

Now is your chance to do something about it.

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Get over the word Queer.

I’m queer.  Anyone who thinks queer is an insult is afraid.

Yes, anyone.

I don’t care if it was shouted at you while you were beaten with two by fours and molested.

Being queer means to be different, To be weird. To be atypical. To be outside the normative parameters of life.

Not liking the word queer when you are anything but heteronormative is, well, dumb.  Its a perfectly good word.  And it applies to you no matter what you think.

Get over it.  Use it. Embrace it. And there’s a very good reason to do so.

When you use an acronym, you remind people of the parts that make it up — even when they don’t know what they mean. When you use LGBT, as I did just a short bit ago, you remind everyone that we are a bunch of separate things sorta crammed together.

Things that are crammed together can be separated.

Wedges can be driven, underlying hostilities remain and can be exploited, ideologies are exposed.

Be queer, and you take that from them.  You will no longer be a gay man, you will be a queer man. You will no longer be a lesbian, you will be a queer woman. You will be queer.

It becomes an armor around you.

You can still be gay.  Being gay has nothing to do with being queer — it just means that you are happy in who you are and how you are.

Queer is the hodgepodge of all those things that go into creating Sexual Identity. You can be straight, gay, lesbian, bi, poly, pan, genderqueer, genderless, androgyne, transgender, transsexual, etc etc etc ad infinitum because *queer* is Anyone who has ever been hurt by others calling them different.

Different is good.  Embrace it.  Live in it.  Revel in it.

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Abandon the old ways.

the ways that have gotten us this far are no longer working. Time to stop and reassess and reconfigure and *change*, just as so many of us just voted.

More than anything else, that is what this is about, this post of mine on my blog which I will then pass on to other blogs as best I can in an example of blogwhoring like I’ve never done before.

Look at the last 40 years.  Know your history.

Look at the last 110 years.  Know your history.

You have been beaten, murdered, denied, ridiculed, spat on, wrongly imprisoned, raided, removed from your families, denied kinship, been left to die by the side of the road, hanged, raped, molested, denied use of a public business, told you aren’t even human, and more.

And you don’t think that’s an issue of civil rights?  You don’t think that’s comparable to the suffering of black people for the same 110 years?  To women, for the same 110 years?

Slavery?  Oh, you escaped that one early on if you are a gay white man. Bible’s full of ya’ll — eunuchs, just like the transfolk.  Trusted servants.

Yeah, you even got slavery. In fact, it was permissible to make you a slave for being gay within the last 110 years. Maybe not int he US, but does only the US count?

No.

Give up the old ways.

The old ways are defensive.  Everything is reactive.  Even the massive protests and the marches and the vigils going on the last week (and into this one as everyone plays catch up and shows moral support).  Reactive.

Time to stop being reactive.

You know what isn’t reactive?  Pride marches.  Pride parades remind them you are here, and dammit you will not be left out.  You plan them for an entire year, make big productions, put all your flash and pomp.

Stop reacting.

Stop letting them define your arguments. What is “same sex marriage”?  Really.  I mean, isn’t it just marriage?  IF so, then why do so many LGBT people, so many Queer people, call it SSM or something like that?

Those of you who are married, are you “same sex married”?  Are they “traditional married”? I mean, seriously, wtf?

Look at what has failed, and try it differently.

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Put up initiatives.

In every state where there has been an initiative to deny you already, start a new one.

This time, instead of asking for marriage, or even for civil unions, demand kinship.

Draft the proposals, and ensure that it is not just for queer folks, but for everyone.  Anyone.  Put kinship in law, defined, restricted, limited, focused.

Draft an entire body of law if you have to.  And set it up as kinship.

Make it a constitutional amendment.  Call it the Families Amendment.  Define family as two parents of any gender or sex (in accordance ith federal law which prohibits discrimination based on sex) with or without children living in a committed relationship.

This is not marriage. This is not, as noted earlier, substantially equivalent to marriage. This is about family.  Require family registrations, maybe.

Put up initiatives to add into the constitution a new law that says “religions may not interfere in politics”. Flat out.  Put them to the test, force them to show themselves.

Do not make it “oh the poor gay people”.  Screw that.

That just plays into their thoughts about you.

They have used these tools.  They have used the language.

It is time for us to do the same. It is civil rights we want.  We must demand them, and use what we have within our reach to do so.

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Start a religious community.

In every state, in every city, create a not for profit corporation and apply for federal faith and community grants.  Build a community center — a big one.  Begin outreach services and gatherings once a week (Wednesday sounds good, hump day can always use a little party).

Start businesses where there is no law protecting you from discrimination for being queer and hire only queer people.  Don’t advertsie it.  Don’t say “only queers need apply”.  Just only hire them.

If you work for an employer and have hiring authority, hire only queer people.  We all know they are the best for the job, right? They appreciate it more.  They work harder.

You want a liturgy that still allows you to follow your actual faith?  Cool — I’m certain that people would be willing to create such.  We’re queer.  Who the heck do you feel was the original source for the creativity that spawned all these things?

Flyers, rallies, preachers speaking the word to a crowd of the faithful and firing them up (I can so see Monica Helms doin that one, lol).

Be open, of course. Anyone who is queer — anyone who is different, an individual, is welcome.

Some will say “I see the enemy and it is us”.

well, to you I say damn, chile, about time.  Now get in line.

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migrate.

Get together 30,000 of your closest friends and begin migrating from one city to the next. Arrive en masse however long before the local elections is necessary and register to vote so that when the time comes, you can overwhelm the local town’s voting populace.

This will be especially effective in smaller towns. Like in the southeast and south.

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Stop treating an enemy as an ally.

You are at war.

You didn’t declare it.  You don’t even have to like it or want it or any of that.  All you have to do is live.

Because your existence is an act of war.

Understand that what truly makes us queer is that by living our lives, we stand in the way of those who have declared this war. They want you gone.

Not alive, not on this planet. Erased. Eradicated. Extinct.

Because so long as one of us is alive, we stand between them and their God’s making the world what they think it will be.

I know that doesn’t make sense to you.  It doesn’t have to. All you have to know is that so long as one law protects us, so long as we have a word to express us, an ideal to defend us, they will not stop, they will not go away and they will not give you a moment’s peace.

They want to make the world ready for the second coming.  That cannot happen so long as you exist.

They do not want to bring the second coming.  They just want it to be ready for it. For whenever it does happen.

And you stop it from happening.

That is the stakes you live for.

Yes, live for. I don’t care if you are closeted or hidden or stealth or if you even deny any relationship to anyone who is queer.  If you like people of the same sex, or you were assigned one different from how you live now.

Your living is an act of war in their eyes.

No, it doesn’t make sense.

Its religion.

Now that doesn’t mean that Religion, itself, is your enemy.  Just certain movements within religion.

Religion, itself, can be used for good or bad, just like anything else.

It is the groups and the movements *within* religion, the one’s that espouse these beliefs, that are the problem.

They are not, however, your only enemy.

Your enemy is anyone who harms anyone else that is queer. Your enemy is anyone who is sexist. Your enemy is anyone who doesn’t care enough or who is willing to sacrifice some for others.

Your enemy is anyone who is racist, who is elitist, who classist.

In some cases, that may mean your enemy is you, and if that’s the case, well, you’ve already got a shot at beating that one.

Do not invite your enemy into your home. Do not bring them with you into the homes of others. Do not invite them into spaces you share.

Yes, absolutely: know your enemy.

Including those among you.

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That’s 8.

Up to you to come up with at least 3 more.

Nine to the tenth elevenses

Posted on November 11th, 2008 in Activism, Blogging, Current Events, Family by admin

I’m angry.

The problem with being angry is that I’m not able to think clearly yet. Ther eis too much violence coming out of me at this time.

OVer the next few weeks, I’m going to piss a lot of people off, though, so I need to get used to anger.

I’m no longer on the defensive in this War.

I’m a monster. And Monsters fight offensively.

With tooth and nail and claw and, most of all, with the sheer force of their rage.

I’m a warrioress. I am that gal who has seen a few too many fallen, and so picks up the steel herself.

I am Dyssonance. Counterpoint to harmony, cousin to dischord, separation from all.

I am not a happy camper.

In the next 10 days, I will be progressively less happy.

Eight days a week

From a recent post on Bilerico:

Note from Dyssonance: This comment has been averred for Terms of Existing violation. From the comment policy below:

While arguing about an event or idea is encouraged, personal attacks will not be tolerated. Please be respectful of others, even when their concept of respect for you involves lying, cheating, and manipulating. She does her best to be so, as that helps to foster communication without too much acrimony, and she supports the Terms of service of the site.

The Dyssonance will aver a comment that is likely to involve taking multiple sides to task and fomenting violations of the terms of service, and she finds the situation where the HRC is involved to be untenable. She understands that for GLB folks, they mean well and can often be said to sorta accomplish things. Repeated violations of the policy will result in revocation of her user account, as when she gets on a tear she’s unlikely to stop. Please keep in mind that this is one of her online homes; she would not be rude to guests, but neither would she invite them if they had run her over three times in 15 years. Indeed, she believes that there is hypocrisy there, when such a guest is invited to her home, even though they have helped others there.

Please don’t let it happen again. She expects better of herself and of others who are trying to be her allies.

Second wave of fallout begins.

The GLB community is feeling betrayed by the black community. This is because they felt that since the black community has fought for civil rights so hard, that they are sorta expected to see that there’s a problem there with voting someone’s rights away.

And yet, they didn’t.

Now, the reason for that is that the GLBT community didn’t do enough outreach and education to reach minority voters in an election that was basically created for them.

Now, when I say that they haven’t done enough outreach, i mean that they haven’t made the black community aware that it is, indeed, a civil rights issue, as much of the black community still sees civil rights as equating with race, and has been courted by the other guys to believe that being gay is a choice.

And the other guys went to where they live.

Now, as a black woman, I want to get up and kick their freaking asses from here to tomorrow for saying to me that I should have come to them.  In case they hadn’t noticed, I did.

But hey, it gets better, and this is where the above comment posted at Bilerico comes in.

In the middle of complaining how another marginalized group should just automatically understand via transmutation, they are forgetting that they failed to do the same thing.

That makes the modern mindset hypocritical.

That means they *lied*.

Joe Solomonese was invited to post at Bilerico.  Now, Bilerico has been extremely trans affirming and supportive, and they consider themselves an online home for transfolk who contribute regularly.

I’m a member of Bilerico.  I literally chose them over dKos becuase dKos was pretty crappy overall to transfolk. I like Bil, I love the insight of the main posters.

I do not like Joe Solomonese posting as a representative of the HRC.

That is, to me, inviting my enemy into my home.  Becuase make no mistake, HRC is not my ally, not my firend, and not someone I can trust.

It would be the same way among the LGB community if someone were to say I really support you, and then vote against mariage equality three times.

They wouldn’t like that group, that person.

Every major LGBT rights group in the country stepped out and said the HRC as wrong.  called them for lying, and cheating and stealing — and that was just last year.  That’s not counting the two times previously (the 90’s and 04).

When you are shot in the back three times, you stop trusting, you stop ounting, you stop calling someone your ally, and you call them your enemy.

The HRC is an enemy of transpeople. Most of those transfolk I know are wiling to let them prove themselves, but they are gonna have to do it.  It takes ten things to make up for each bad one, and I doubt that the HRC is going to place transprotections on any higher level than what to do in 10 or 15 years.

Hell, this is just over *emplyment* — and hasn’t even gotten to the point where it matters in terms of housing, services, and the rest.

ANd no — they didn’t do enough on hate crimes.

well, now they have a chance, but sorry — they will get nothing from me until they *prove* to me they give a damn.  That means more than just ENDA and Hate Crimes.  THat means ADA, and Housing, and all the rest, too.

And I know they won’t do that.  Hell, they’ve *said* they won’t do that.

So when I read this stirring piece of hosreshit drivel spewn from Joe’s keyboard, I can only feel rage.

Which is pretty much the norm for most activist transfolk. And so when he does so at Bilerico, we are told we need to be polite to him. Courteous to him.

The man and the organization he represents treats us worse than the Religious right, and we are supposed to be nice?

Yes, the religious right treats us better — *and* we have biblical crap to support it.

Having him come there was an insult to transfolk.  It reduces us to second class through thoughtlessness and less concern for us than for the other people.

I understand Bil wants to represent voices and be a cool place for everyone.  I know Bil didn’t mean to suddenly set up up as second class on his blog, as he’s still trying to learn this.

But he shoudln’t have done it if he’s serious about being a transfriendly environment.  Because the HRC is *not* transfriendly.

Transfolk are allies of the GLBT community, and a part of it that has been *critical* to the formation of the modern rights movement. In exchange, we’ve been spit on, ignired, betrayed, used, and worse.  Last year, the HRC drove an enormous wedge that many have put huge effort into healing, and all we’ve been able to do is scab it over.

We swallowed our pride and our heartfelt love of all our transkith — GLB, m/f, whatever.

But that’s asking too much.  Any other group, sure.

Not that one. That one is trying to kill us.

And that brings us back to the black thing. A year ago, we were told to do our own outreach, to educate and explain and make a difference.

And so, after much bitchin and moanin about it, we have.

Now when we say it to them, they are btchin and moanin about it.

pretty soon, they will.  And if they are smart, they’ll remember people like Marsha P. They’ll remember the street queens of Compton. They’ll remember that we, the transfolk, despite having those same issues of race, are a pretty good place to start, as we blend it all and we are there already.

we can help with that outreach.  We know it. We are it.

we won’t be inviting Enemies into the living room, though.

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