About six months after I had begun living as a man, I stopped by my local Bunn and Noodle. I searched for Kate Bornstein’s Gender Outlaw. Once I found it, I stared at it and didn’t touch it. Nothing too strange about not wanting to be thought of as a trannie in the Clinton nineties.
But then I caught some title – which I have since forgotten – that had to do with gays. I reached over for it, then stopped, my fingers less than an inch from the cover.
“But people will think I am a fag if I pick up this book.”
As I read through the comments here about trans-phobic feminism a thought process has finally crystallized for me.
A problem with trans-phobic feminism, as well some other forms of feminisms, centers around seeing my transition/masculinity as the primary site/reason of my newly found privilege.
But, in fact, my newly found privilege is as much about, if not more, about my race than my gender. By placing primary emphasis on gender as the source of privilege in FtMs, feminists – most of them white – reassert racism and white privilege.
Think about it.
This is one of my favorite cartoons, which is why I’m reposting it.
Everything I needed to learn in life, I learned from my cat.