Showing posts with label heterosexual male. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heterosexual male. Show all posts

Friday, February 19, 2016

"Wanna Hook Up?" Was Unhooked!

The last couple of days I have been trying to realign the blogs I am linked to here in Cyrsti's Condo. Most had not had a new post in over three months but I am afraid by mistake I deleted some I shouldn't have. (Imagine that!) If that is you , or you want a link here, please ask!

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Miss Twist
However, through the magic of Al Gore's internet today I'm going to do a little blog bouncing. First we are going to stop off at Callie's Blog T-Central and take a look at a post called Girl Meets Boy Dressed as Girl. (By the way if you haven't been there, Callie calls her blog: "Just a mondo but not complete listing of Trans-Related Bloggers and News Sites" It's amazing, but now the bounce. The actual post comes from a blog called "Miss Twist Speaks her brains."
Here's an excerpt from her recent Valentines post: "I’ve already talked about how a number of guys have responded to Twist; what about women? I’m a heterosexual guy in a skirt who happens to be engaged. But as ‘Twist’, I’m both more outgoing and rather more coy; I suppose I’d have to say Twist is flertarosexual – nothing more than a flirt.*
I also asked a number of my female friends for their thoughts and opinions; I’ve been swamped with so many nuggets, gems and useful insights I can probably generate three or four posts out of it all. (My thanks to all of them!)"
I too, have many of "Miss Twist's" experiences with women of which revolve around the concept of gender vs sexuality as it plays out between the binary genders. Probably over the years, I'm like her and did write ,many posts on the subject, because the magic sexuality switch still hasn't been thrown with me and although I dislike binary titles, I still prefer women...mostly. 
With that tease, I promise to pass along a couple stories I found from the archives around the Condo I'm collecting for the book!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Next Time You Look at an American Flag

Did you know?

Transgender Americans serve our country in uniform at twice the rate of the general population yet they are forced to keep their gender identity a secret or risk being discharged. While the United States military made a tremendous step forward within the realm of social justice and fairness with the repeal of “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell,” nothing was done to remove the ban on transgender individuals from serving in uniform, a uniform I proudly wear as an officer in the Naval Reserve.

I didn't write this.  Will Smith, a heterosexual, African-American, church-going, Catholic military officer did in the Washington Blade and there is more:

The issue of transgender service is personal. Equal rights and the struggle for fair treatment under the law is analogous to the civil rights struggles of my parents and grandparents. As the great civil rights activist Julian Bond once said, “No parallels between movements for rights is exact … but we are far from the only people suffering discrimination — sadly, so do many others. They deserve the law’s protection and they deserve civil rights too.”

Most of you Cyrsti's Condo regulars know I'm a transgender veteran and the lack of rights suffered by transgender service members goes against the very basics of what our country was founded on- the right to fight for the freedoms we cherish.  Instead of fighting to protect the freedoms we are denied,  by an archaic system.

Thanks Will!!!!

Go here for more of the post.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Cross Dressing and the He Pronoun

I found this post to be interesting on so many levels. It's from Now Toronto.com and Michael Gilbert/Miqqi Alicia Gilbert York University professor of philosophy, activist, director of Provincetown’s Fantasia Fair. Heterosexual male, cross-dresser. He uses the he pronoun...Cool...here's more:

"I (Miqqi) cross-dress when I start to feel the longing, but I have to say at my age the mood happens less often. Sometimes I’ve made a commitment to go to a class at York or somewhere else en femme and I think, “Shit, I have to go to all that trouble.” Trust me, I’m a guy who knows it’s a lot harder to look like a girl than a guy. The truth is, I’m an old hippie, and if I were a woman I would not be wearing much makeup. Heels? I haven’t worn them in 20 years. I do like skirts. I’m thinking of doing a workshop called Not Trans Enough. So many trans people look upon me as a dilettante. Worse yet, cross-dressers are considered annoying little sisters: “They wear too much makeup, they don’t know how to dress properly, they get in the way.”

My visualization of the workshop "Not Trans Enough" would be a big room of peeps from all through our culture who are brave enough to step out from behind their computers, photo shopped pictures and into the light of day and then before a moderator with a timer and a bull horn. How much fun would that be?

Fun yes, but productive?  Probably not so much unfortunately.  Too much ego floating around in a room full of males desperately trying to act as if they got rid of it.

Ironically, as HRT takes it's good old sweet time on me, I'm not the "guy who knows it's a lot harder to look like a girl" so much anymore.  The challenge is to stay with the challenge of building a day to day wardrobe I feel comfortable in.  I'm the same as Miqqi in that it's been years since I worn heels and I rarely wear a dress or skirt but that does not mean I never do not do my best to work my style.

I guess that's my primary reason I don't care how you identify. Cross dresser, transgender, transsexual or Martian- if you are doing your thing and respecting others-who cares?

I will say the pronoun deal is a little tricky with the public in that in many cases they are confused anyhow.

As always there is so much more to a topic such as this and for more on Miqqi, go here.



Ditching Good with Better as a Trans Girl

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