I'm wondering where I can find the UK transmasc organizing. (It is probably happening on reddit or bluesky or something that I don't have an account on, I know, sigh.)

Trans mascs/men's specific oppression under the supreme court ruling should be highlighted for itself, not in relation to trans women/fems' oppression, like as an abstract "beards in ladies loos" threat/stunt. (I'm sympathetic to the desire to "gotcha" the incoherent bigotry, but there are transmascs (yes even ones growing facial hair) who are already using the ladies' room because that's the way their safety calculations end up. Also I don't love the idea that beards or any other symbol of masculinity is inherently antithetical to, or exclusive of, femininity.)

Not only do TERFs talk about their "sisters" and "daughters" being swayed into "mutilating their bodies by gender ideology," books discussing this have been international bestsellers. Transphobic writers like Jesse Singal have made a career from anti-transmasculinity as well as transmisogyny.

One of the ways the UKSC ruling seems incoherent (from what I understand, I haven't read it all) is that while it says trans women should be excluded from women's spaces, it also says trans men should be excluded from women's spaces because of the "masculinising" effects of the testosterone we are all presumed to take. (This isn't surprising at least -- the TERFery that informed the decision takes a zero tolerance approach to testosterone -- but it never gets less baffling.)

This leaves trans men/mascs in a very weird position.

For example, can transmascs be removed from women's refuges if they take testosterone because it might "trigger" "survivors" (a status that of course no transmasc person could have, in this worldview)...? And of course I agree that a women's refuge isn't a great place for a transmasc person! But neither can we be left to just fend for ourselves around domestic violence.

A friend joked that if we can't be held in either male or female prison populations does this mean we can't be jailed, but their partner pointed out that transmasc people would likely just be held in solitary confinement.

Anyway. It occurred to me that most of the trans community I have -- certainly the activisty part -- is transfem, so before and after yesterday's protest I made some efforts to find both more trans advocacy and more transmasc community.

I'm in more WhatsApp groups and Discord servers now (sigh...especially because discord has found a new way to be inaccessible for me today! I literally can't scroll downwards!q), but I have plans to join some in-person gatherings this week too.

D and I went to a trans demo in town and then stayed out drinking because it's our anniversary and we like to celebrate by re-creating how we got together: it took a pub crawl for us to fess up to our feelings for each other after a dozen years or so of being those good friends who everyone just thinks are a couple.

I'm in a couple more WhatsApp/Discord groups now for trans stuff, there's plans for wider organizing around the shittiness lately, and I'm as in love with D as ever. It's been a good day, making and reinforcing connections

Something about this description of the upcoming weekend just made me laugh:

This weekend already has a fair amount going on, Nazis will be celebrating Hitler's birthday, stoners will be smoking weed, Christians will be at church and also the trains through Stockport are all down.

The train thing is as relevant to organizing a protest as all the others (I wouldn't want to omit that a Jewish holiday is going on too!), but it's just such a wild combination of things.

D and I went into town this afternoon to help counter a fascist demo.

There were maybe a dozen white guys huddled around a PA speaker playing some kind of 80s-sounding metal which presumably had bigoted lyrics but we couldn't hear them so it just sounded like Iron Maiden or something. They didn't chant or hand anything out, we didn't even see stickers on nearby lampposts.

Meanwhile there was a counterprotest of maybe 100. Samba drums, swoppie placards, Palestinian flags, impassioned speeches.

Mostly life went on. It was the first sunny Saturday of the spring so town was crowded. Kids played, dogs were good, people ate food and went shopping and met up with hugs and smiles. No one seemed threatened or intimidated by the fash.

They thrive on attention so ignoring them and not letting them disrupt normal life is part of the goal too. They had to just stand around in their little huddle looking like dickheads. And even then, a group of girls who just happened to be sitting nearby started chanting pro-Palestinian things, just to wind them up.

We ate our lunch nearby and watched them wander off as the sunny afternoon clouded over.

One guy walked past us in the direction of the loud colorful counterprotest, holding a camera so obvious that even me, a blind guy, could tell he was going to film them. As we were leaving he walked back past us, complaining to his companion that there was "No leadership apparently." Funny to see them struggle to understand that not everything is a hierarchy, when they think it should be because they can't understand that life can exist outside a power imbalance.

The trans people of the local queer club have been invited to write something to be shared for Trans Day of Remembrance on Wednesday.

Of course I love to jump in and make things all about me but also I'm short on words lately.

We can write about anything but have been offered some prompts that are making me thoughtful:

"What's one thing you'd like cis people to know?"
"What's the best thing about being trans?"
"What was it like to come out?"
"How has your life changed since you came out?"

Of course, I'm probably more likely to write about, oh, the solidarity that is possible between trans people, disabled people and immigrants...or something about bodily autonomy...or about how medical transition seems to thrust a lot of previously-biotypical people into the status of effectively having a long-term health condition and -- while of course there is specific transphobic gatekeeping of medical care -- a lot of what trans people find themselves suddenly suffering from is run-of-the-mill in a system that's maybe okay at dealing with acute illness but not at all with chronic illness.

Okay that's probably too arcane and irrelevant to the situation, heh.

But TDoR makes me think about our bodies and how fragile they can be.

My mom is doing some good activism at her church, speaking up against the pastor praying for Trump and for "a peaceful transfer of power."

The church has never included this kind of thing before, and good for her for speaking out. She's already complained to the council, who unfortunately all agree with the pastor.

She said if it continues she'll have to leave the church, which religion aside is a massive source of social connection and support. Especially because I don't know where she would go; the other ELCA church in town is the other side of the schism of allowing women clergy.

I'm proud of her, but it's sad because there's so little she can do and little chance it'll come to anything. But so many of our battles are like that; we gotta try, gotta speak our little piece even when it feels hopeless or you're outnumbered.

This one is for people who can vote in the UK. Please share.

Since #CovidIsNotOver, we want candidates to sign up to three low-cost, non-intrusive pledges:

  1. Free Covid boosters for all
  2. Reinstate waste-water testing for diseases
  3. Air filtering and ventilation in classrooms

Vote Out Covid

This Disability Pride Month, I'm struck by how much my life and the lives of many disabled people, and many who don't want to become disabled by covid, are still constrained.

No one needs to deprive themselves of anything to change this. We have cheap and readily available air cleaning and ventilation and vaccines that work. All that is currently lacking is the political will to implement these things everywhere they need to be.

Please encourage candidates standing in your area to take this simple pledge to make the UK healthier and more equal. It's in all our best interests.

Today a coalition of LGBT+, disability rights and feminist organisations have been protesting transphobia at the People's History Museum in Manchester, which was strong-armed into accepting a booking from Sex Matters, a group that insisted on meeting here though they don't align with the museum's values, relying on their "gender critical" views having been classed as protected speech in British case law to insist on meeting there.

The whole museum had to be closed all day, so they lost income from their café and shop and donations, for a small group of bigots to have a meeting for two hours.

These people try to claim that, since the People's History Museum holds a lot of suffragette artifacts, they want to "own this space." ...I mean, the suffragettes were fascist and racist too, so yes you're doing well in that regard ladies!!! Weird flex!

We greeted the hate group enthusiastically and politely on their entry, telling them the museum is for everyone and Manchester is a friendly city. And it's a cliché but they were all the same: middle-class middle-aged white women, same haircuts and clothes, same sour faces. While we, like the rest of the public, were denied entry to the building, so we were outside chanting, singing, being colorful, with all kinds of visible diversity and, honestly, joy. Even in the face of an existential threat, here is #TransJoy

Near the end, the sun came out (it'd been mostly cloudy all morning, the odd sprinkle of rain wasn't enough to cut the muggy air), we had happy hardcore on the PA, and people were writing messages in sidewalk chalk. I took photos of a few of my favorites:

"A better world for trans people is a better world"

"Our revenge will be in the laughter of trans children"

"trans ♡ disabled solidarity"

I added "trans disabled immigrant solidarity" (vertically, like the first three were a checklist) and then next to that "no one is illegal" with a heart around it.

I finally did a personal response for the awful plan to stop staffing almost all ticket offices in England (and one in Glasgow. Link is to advice on what to write, since of course there's no questions in this consultation and there are two separate bodies you have to respond to depending on whether you're talking about stations in London or not in London, with no clear definition of what "London" is for these purposes...

The government and the rail industry have sure made this consultation unusually complex and confusing to engage with! It's almost like they don't want anyone to respond!

I'm sure glad that such a ludicrous notion could never be the case, because they would be disappointed with the response if they did -- I don't have exact numbers, but I've heard 460,000, and maybe as much as half a million, for the number of responses received as of a day or two ago. All this in a consultation that, even having been extended, is about two-thirds of the length that the delightfully-named Gunning Principles would suggest for a consultation with such drastic impact.

I finished our organisational response at work today and sent that in. And of course my own overlapped with that a lot -- I know the stats by heart of course -- but I also got to say some different things. I put one of the most important points at the end, for rhetorical impact, which I also wouldn't be allowed to do at work, heh:

Among my first thoughts when I heard about this consultation is how are blind people going to know that the stranger on a platform or concourse who tells us they're a member of staff actually is one, and not a member of the public who reckons we're vulnerable people they can exploit? None of the TOCs' [train operating companies] proposals address this anywhere! I imagine they haven't considered this problem at all -- with three-quarters of working-age visually impaired people unemployed, that means most lines of work are missing out on our perspective and train operators don't seem to be any exception.

One of the main benefits of ticket offices is that they're a fixed location -- I can learn the route to the ticket offices in familiar stations, and I can ask the way to the ticket office in unfamiliar stations -- and only staff can get inside them! So I know where to go if I need anything, and I know I'm speaking to someone trustworthy.

I don't think sighted people appreciate how, when you're handing over cash or your bank card, or when you're asking for sighted guidance -- i.e. to be led around by holding on to a stranger -- you can feel so vulnerable! It is inhumane to take away the trust and confidence we can currently have in staff at a ticket office, only to replace it with stress and a world that's more hostile to us.

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Jun. 24th, 2022 04:48 pm

People are talking about leaving the U.S. again, some will, and I respect that.

But damn. I don't think I feel any less bad than I would if I still lived there.

some links for how you can help in a post-Roe United States whether you live there or not. I'll add more as I find them )

It's pretty unusual for me to look at (in this case, print off) a ballot paper and look at my list of names and have no idea who any of them are, but that happened today!

As I was typing them into google, I mused that a hyphenated last name [because a couple of the candidates had them] from a British politician makes me think "posh" and a hyphenated last name from a rural Minnesota politician makes me think "...gay?" Or at least semi-feminist. It predisposes me towards them anyway, rather than away from them, which makes a nice change.

I do like the same-sex tradition of using both surnames. Makes me sad I have a name that doesn't go with anything: it's enough work on its own, heh.
Best sign I saw this afternoon at the anti-conversion-therapy protest organized by Manchester Trans Rise Up--

(Well, by "saw" I mean "told about by someone who can read the signs"...)

--was "Boris Johnson is not Gillick competent."

Okay

Feb. 26th, 2022 08:34 pm
I made the DW community.

[community profile] heard_community

Join if you'd like! Please tell any friends you think might be interested.
It's been a tired grumpy day, a nothing-I-try-to-do-actually-got-done day, so I'm taking out my grumpiness on a stupid listicle I saw this morning. I'm certain I'm bringing not just a gun to a knife-fight but something like a flamethrower, but...as Terry Pratchett put it in a blog title that I think I chose in 2016 but haven't been able to change since because I still haven't found anything more relevant, sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.

Anyway, here's the text of the ridiculously long complaint I just wrote.

ridiculously long complaint )
The first sentence of this Guardian article really made me smile, because of one word in it.
Campaigners have hailed a victory for Glaswegian solidarity and told the Home Office “you messed with the wrong city” as two men detained by UK Immigration Enforcement were released back into their community after a day of protest.
Their. Their community. It sure is.

May we all have such community. May we all be such community to each other.

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May. 6th, 2021 10:07 pm
6. What’s the last thing you said out loud?

Heh, it was something like "look at us, still awake at ten o'clock." We were celebrating the fact that the movie has just finished. (The movie was from the 80s and called Chopping Mall, and it was exactly like you'd think it would be based on those facts. We loved it.)

It's been a long day, it started for me five minutes before someone rang the doorbell who was supposed to call before he turned up but hadn't. He was here from the British Heart Foundation to collect clothes and furniture and stuff that we wanted to donate, and it's exciting having all that stuff out of the house, heh.

It was 7:30 by that point but I knew I was awake for the day. I had a pretty chill morning until I got a "reminder" for a meeting I didn't know I was expected to be at, or maybe I'd confused it with another one this afternoon that is organized by the same person. One was 10:30-11:30 and mostly consisted of one person ranting about one thing. The other was from 1:00-3:30 (or maybe 4?) and I was the lucky person absolutely beset by technical difficulties so I couldn't answer questions when they were asked of me, couldn't really contribute at all. It was so frustrating and I think it was just the last straw for my mental health which hasn't been great this week/fortnight/etc. anyway. I could feel myself overreacting, just thinking everything was terrible and being unable to imagine anything good ever. Same as I was the other day about the job interview. It has really felt like a lot of work being me lately.

I actually had to go lie down after a while of pretending I could function like a person after Zoom finally kicked me out for the last time sometime after 3. I slept fitfully for a couple of hours, my head throbbing and other symptoms making me wonder if I was getting a migraine. It might explain the brain chemistry imbalance being even worse than usual, too?

This evening was better: [personal profile] diffrentcolours made dinner, kievs and rice. We took Gary for a long walk and then he walked with me up to the polling station. I didn't feel like voting but was keen to audit a new polling place/staff after having had pretty disappointing experiences with my old one. This one was only the expected amount of terrible, people saying "go over there" and so on, but at least they did speak to me which is all it took to improve upon the last place.

As usual finding the small black slot in the big black ballot box was a nightmare, and two different staff were no more help than telling me to fold my ballots in half (which I had already done) and put them in the box -- which was hard to do! Especially with covid hygiene theatre meaning I didn't want to touch things more than I had to; normally I'd quite happily fumble around for a thing like that but even though I'm personally convinced that touching things isn't a risk (and I'm a day short of two-weeks-post-second-vaccine, so all but fully vaccinated at this point) I didn't want to be seen touching everything. Plus I'm all out of the habit! I only just started touching the spinny cones again yesterday on my way home from work. I love touching things, I'm looking forward to that again! It just saves me so many spoons.

And then we watched Chopping Mall, like I said, and all managed to go to bed or near bed at a decent hour!

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Jan. 22nd, 2021 08:48 pm
Today I learned about [community profile] thisfinecrew.
This community was created to encourage political and social action in the U.S. during the last four years, a place of solidarity and information-sharing. While the United States has elected a Democratic president, the work is far from over. Trump was a symptom of much deeper problems in the Republican party and those won't go away once he's out of office.

Our community will continue its work, sharing links to information and actions you can take to support public policy that helps people rather than hurts them.
There's a UK equivalent, [community profile] thissterlingcrew.
I was part of a radio recording yesterday morning, broadcast tonight, for Radio 4's In Touch, a show for/about visually impaired people.

It was an interesting thing to be a part of over Skype -- at one point, the producer or engineer or someone reassured the host "soon we'll all be back in the studio again" and like yeah I get that the technical difficulties can be fearsome and annoying (as I think they were by the end of this session) but also I'm kind of glad that this way it isn't limited to people in London who can get to the studio at 9:30 in the morning. When it's all back in the studio, it'll be harder for the likes of me to participate.

Again like with ITV the other week I was glad, if a little less surprised with a blind host of a blind show with someone from the RNIB also there, that my story's appreciated even if it's less stereotypical or less serious than the kind of problems faced by the other blind guest, who cannot vote secretly and independently at all. I don't want to sound like I'm whining that people are mean to me. Things like "staff need better training" are so important and would fix so many kinds of problems but it's so dull as a point and people can be unsympathetic to it. So I was relieved I didn't get that impression here.

While it was a pre-record, to go out tonight, it was done "as live," which means I got to hear basically the whole show from start to nearly-finish (because of the technical difficulties) and not just be asked about my little bit. It was interesting to see what the different guests contributed and how the RNIB and government people responded to what me and the other blind voter said about our experiences. And it was interesting to see how the whole thing fit together, with little behind-the-scenes chatter going on at various points. At the beginning one of the other guests said she didn't catch someone's name and it turned out to be mine, so I told her "Hi Holly" instead of "Hi I'm Holly" but hilarious off-air rookie mistakes like that aside, I think I did okay. Haven't listened to it yet, though. (I kinda want to but the prospect of some other voting thing going on today is making me too anxious to actually want to just yet.)

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