I’ve never forgotten a conversation I had with a female work colleague back in the early 1980’s in which I stated my belief that period products should be free for all women the world over.
She looked at me in astonishment and said something to the effect of how amazing she felt it was that a guy would have the understanding to hold such an opinion. (Back in those days I was still very much in “male mode”, although this was the same young lady who was the first person I ever told that I felt I should have been born in a female body.)
Well, I sat here just now with my jaw dropped and with tears forming as I heard the news that Scotland will be doing just that; making sanitary wear free for all women.
This makes me even more proud to have made Scotland my home.
I’ve been finding it hard lately to come up with something to blog about. Oh sure, there’s a whole rack of YouTube videos I have flagged and ready to roll, but knowing which is most important or what to say to lead into them has been somewhat holding me back.
Today that changed, and thanks to Beau for this insightful message to everyone. I’m not sure he really knows what a sea-change he may have started.
Ever since I had my “epiphany” and fully recognised the truth about myself I have wanted to be able to go out in public looking as female as that beatch “Mother Nature” will allow.
It’s been a long, hard road because I’m just over 6 feet tall, fairly sturdily built, have large ears, large hands, large feet and, most disappointingly, androgenetic alopecia a.k.a. Male Pattern Baldness. In my case this baldness is not complete (as in the whole of the top of my head is bald) but I have a deep bald “river” on each side and a central “patchiness” to my hair.
There comes a point in history when the minutiae of the details of an event becomes irrelevant.
Who fired the first shot in the American Civil War?
Who fired the arrow that hit King Harold in the eye?
Who invented pizza?
The same applies when looking at Stonewall. It really doesn’t matter whether the details are fully known, what is important is the legacy it leaves behind and, MOST importantly, what we DO with that legacy.
Tomorrow I’ll be posting about how the legacy of Stonewall affected my life this very day and turned it into something special and memorable for me, but in the meantime here’s a really interesting video that proves my point entirely.
I’m in a quandary and can’t make up my mind which route to take.
As regular readers will know I’ve been helping to run my local Transgender Support Group for over 4 years now and said a couple of weeks ago that I’d had enough and would be stepping down. I’ve actually been trying to step away from running the group for over 18 months because I find the mental energy that’s required is more than I feel able to exert.
Every time something comes along that the group could get involved with in order to spread the word about transgender issues or to advocate for the LGBT+ community, especially in my local area, it fires up my internal inspiration and I feel that this is something I need to be doing.
I’ve always been a great fan of Elvis Presley, ever since as a child Mum would say that there was an Elvis concert on the TV. It would be almost compulsory viewing for me because I loved his voice so much, and his stage shows were amazing, for the time.
“In the Ghetto” has long been a favourite among his many recordings, not only because it is such a well structured song but it highlights the struggles that so many people face; struggles which a truly caring society would, by now, have eliminated.
It’s so sad that it took the death of one man to bring to the fore such a deep and meaningful expression, but in all my time I don’t think I’ve ever heard a more telling statement regarding the suppression of Human Rights.
Whoever you are, wherever you are, and no matter which minority group (or groups) you find yourself in, I hope that Rev. Al Sharpton’s words will ring out as a call for equality now and in the future.