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Kat, Through The Looking Glass (Literally)

By Katharine

(originally posted on my personal blog 4/4/13).  Content advisory for language and an image of blood.

“It was much pleasanter at home,’ thought poor Alice, ‘when one wasn’t always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn’t gone down that rabbit-hole — and yet — and yet — it’s rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I’ll write one.” – Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

As a transgender woman I’ve thought a lot about the idea of myself being flawed.  I struggled for 24 years overexamining every tiny indicator of “maleness” that I saw in the mirror.  I carry the flaw of having identification, documents, and records in a name other than my own.  I carry the flaw of genitals that are seen as incompatible with my gender.  I still feel flawed in my fashion choices and the fit of the clothes I wear on my body despite not looking or feeling right in men’s clothes, either.

Simply put, I have felt for most of my life that I’m caught in a perpetual state of being flawed – caught in the inbetweenness of “not” and “not quite yet”.  I’ve been always expected to measure up to a standard that as a deviant I can only approach, but never attain.  A human asymptote.

Nevertheless, these “flaws”, due to nothing but blind luck, were something that I could hide and bury from the world, because they saw me as physically beautiful and thus somehow more worthy of owning the identity that I had fought for.  I would tuck, powder, and blend away the flaws, hold my head up high, and walk with a confidence that I was very much privileged to have, simultaneously freed from my own mental prison and dragged down by the guilt of knowing that there were prisoners like me not so lucky to happen to fit into socially constructed beauty standards.

Though I would often ruminate on this and try not to, there were times when I took my identity for granted.  Thinking about it, that seems like something anyone should be able to do, and cis people, no matter how conventionally attractive, do so all the time.  Yet in my case, this was something I had to feel guilty for.  I tried to minimize my cognitive dissonance and live for the first time proud of who I was and how I looked and how others saw me – attractive and unflawed.


Then, yesterday, it happened.

I got out of bed and wrote a little bit of an essay and decided to take a shower.  I felt a little lightheaded, but I ignored it.  I took for granted that I would wash my hair and my skin and then dry off and head for the store.  I took for granted that I’d be able to go print off the poster I had made for a class assignment and get coffee with a friend.   I took my health and lack of visible flaws for granted. I took for granted my consciousness and the wholeness of my identity, until I lost it. 

I passed out when I stepped out of the shower and was in the process of putting on my bathrobe.  I don’t remember the fall, only waking up covered in blood surrounded by shards of a broken full-length mirror that once stood on the floor.

“Oh, fuck,” I said.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

I looked in the mirror above the sink, which was unbroken, and it revealed to me that I had suffered hideous gashes across my forehead and nose  and deep into my cheek.  I would later learn that the forehead gash was 3cm deep and my nose had a trench 1.5cm deep.  I was bleeding profusely, and the amount of blood already on the floor combined with the still-woozy dehydrated feeling that I had made me wonder if I would lose consciousness again as I frantically dug through the cabinet for something, anything, to stop the bleeding.  I tried to apply the 1 piece of gauze we had left, but it was small and drenched in blood before it had any shot at being effective.  I tried to apply bandages but they slid off my face, unable to adhere to my skin in the viscous blood flow that would not stop.  I finally applied all 3 of the towels I own to my face in rotation as each of them became covered in my blood. 

With my bathrobe on, I managed to amble into the kitchen and get a drink of water in preparation for what came next.  Little crimson droplets left a trail behind me with each frantic footstep.

“Okay, I can’t go naked… FUCK, I can’t afford this, I don’t have insurance!  Maybe I should just try to stop the bleeding myself…  No, then it won’t heal right and I’ll be a scarred mess… FUCK, I’m going to be hideous…”

I was sobbing, my blood mixing with my tears as they fell to the floor and I frantically searched for a bra and my black V-neck to throw on.  I pushed my still wet hair aside and called  my parents, who advised me to go to the emergency room and “not to worry” about having no insurance, which was of course impossible.  I then called my roommates.  They were at work, so I just left a voicemail and told them that I was going to the hospital.  Once I was dressed, I actually took the time to scribble a note for them so that they knew the house was not a murder scene and apologized for the mess.

I grabbed the least visibly blood-soaked towel and my purse and keys and got in my car.  Somehow I was able to drive to the emergency room where I checked in.  It was normally uncomfortable any time I had to take out my identification with an outdated picture of myself and a name that was now foreign to me, but with the entire room focused on my bleeding face and thrown-together appearance, I felt suffocated.

Once checked in, I took a seat and my roommate called to let me know she was on her way.  She soon arrived and comforted me, holding me in her arms.

“I’m… sorry…” I said.

“Don’t you even.” She replied.  “It’s going to be okay.  Don’t apologize for this.”

I heard my birth name called out.  Embarrassed, I got up and sat down in front of some woman who asked for basic health information.

“Now… your name is…” She said.

“Katharine.” I replied.  “That’s just my birth name.”

“So are you male or female?”

“I’m a woman.  I’m… I’m trans.”

Always a scary admission to make in East Tennessee.

After talking to her, they admitted me back into a room.  I disrobed and put on a hospital gown as strangers laid me onto my bed, uncovering my body to examine it and determine what was wrong with me.  They then wheeled me out and into a dark hallway where I waited to be thrown into the CT scanner.  A woman came out and asked my name as they wheeled out an old man and prepared to wheel me in.  I told her, and her reaction was accepting, but in a way that seemed as if it were more to humor me than actual acknowledgement of who I was. 

They strapped me onto the stiff, phallic bed of the CT machine and slid me into the alien womb.  I remember feeling totally helpless, disoriented, exposed, and alone as the machinery whirred, scanning me until finally it had finished and I was birthed back into the world.  The woman from before gave me another robe to more fully cover myself where the first had been pushed aside.  She seemed more concerned with my exposure than I did, but I put it on and slid back over in my bed so they could wheel me back.

Once I was back in my room, the doctor finally saw me.  They said that I’d done a hell of a job injuring myself.  Congratulation on my wounds, still dripping blood on my face, was not exactly the most comforting thing to hear.  I asked him if I would be permanently disfigured and he told me that with the severity of my lacerations there would likely be permanent scarring.  Tears again welled up in my eyes.

As they prepared to give me my stitches, I talked with my roommate and my aunt, who had just arrived, and the conversation seemed to revolve around how I would learn to accept these flaws and eventually forget about them.  How there were people who were once beautiful, but then learned to live with being damaged.  I did not want to hear that.  I didn’t want to be formerly beautiful.  I didn’t want to be damaged.

It felt like the actual process of being stitched took an eternity, but I am glad that the doctor seemed to be meticulous.  I was talkative with him as the blood and anesthesia fluid dripped down my face, trying to find humor in my situation to deal with the emotional and physical pain I was feeling.

“I’m just like a little stuffed rabbit with its stuffing falling out.” I said.

I received 30 stitches, and the doctor said that I looked good.  I still hadn’t seen how bad I looked, but relative to when I walked in the doors I suppose that was true.  My aunt took a picture to send to my mother so that she wouldn’t be as worried.  Everything still felt like a bad dream.  Soon after, a strange man who fittingly had a voice that I would describe as “Mad Hatter-ish” came in to confirm that I was uninsured and unemployed, and they wrote me a prescription for antibiotics and sent me on my way. 

Image(the aftermath.)


In my friend’s car, I saw my reflection for the first time since I was stitched up.  I remarked that I looked like a “last girl” from some horror film who had just fought with Jason and emerged victorious.  I didn’t feel triumphant, however.  I realized that I could no longer hide my flaws.  That I would have a permanent marker upon my face, the defining characteristic of my identity to others, that I was to be categorized under words like “damaged”, “lacking”, “inferior”.

I was not whole, so I was not beautiful.

I never really thought much about that feeling, and the way that our society views bodies and faces which deviate from a “norm” apart from the feelings that I experienced as a transgender woman.  Even then, however, I could hide my “flaws”.  I could conform to the standard with relatively small effort.  I could do “beautiful”.  Now that isn’t an option.  Defective is written on my face.

I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way and I see now that beauty is more something that is done than something that one is, and that those who cannot do beauty as well as others are marginalized for it through no fault of their own.  I know now that I had a lot of internalized shit that made me value those beauty norms in myself and it very likely colored my perception of others.

I feel a lot of emotions about my face right now.  I know that it will “get better” and that it will heal but my face is likely permanently changed and I can’t help but feel the tears welling in my eyes writing that.  I wish I could be like Alice through the looking glass and say that I’ll come through it stronger.  I wish I were in a wonderland that I’ll return from or a fairy tale with a happy ending but I don’t think that’s the case and I don’t really deserve it to be.  Other people have to deal with a lot worse than this and I was privileged beforehand being seen as beautiful.  If I’m honest, I don’t know if I’m strong enough to leave the house and venture out of this world beyond the looking glass.  I don’t know if I’ll be stronger.  I don’t know yet if I destroyed the mirror or if the mirror will end up destroying me.

If I am stronger, however, I can’t help but think about how great the metaphor of a trans woman destroying a mirror and coming out the other side to self-acceptance despite her “flaws” is.  I was selfish, though, in being okay with the idea of being able to avoid that adventure to a much greater degree than some other trans women that I know.  Maybe I needed to be humbled.  I’m not really sure, and if my life has taught me one thing, it’s that I will be learning lessons from this fall through the looking glass for years to come.

Maybe it will make me stronger and a better person.

Maybe I should just think of it like Alice did.

“After a fall such as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling downstairs!”

On the Empty Critique of “Modern Feminism”

By Katharine

In my interactions with individuals who are hostile to feminism, one phrase that I encounter repeatedly, either verbatim or in similar iterations, is

“The problem with modern feminism is…”

I’ve been thinking about this a bit lately and very clearly there is a perception out there, however misinformed it may be, that “modern feminism” is something that is deviant from an idealized version of feminism that existed at some point in the past, where it was more legitimate (because in their minds equality has already been achieved)  and that now those who proudly wear the feminist label are merely “too sensitive” about things or “take things to seriously” or are just “too radical”.

For those of us who actually have even a cursory knowledge of feminism, we know that such notions are silly, to put it kindly.  Feminism as a movement has only become more aware of intersectionality and more mindful of inclusion as a goal over time, and the feminism of the past was severely lacking in that area – leading to necessary movements such as womanism springing forth to fill the gaps that first and second wave feminism left unfilled in their push for equality.  This can only be a good thing.  We need to include a diverse range of experiences in our push for equality in society if we wish to be able to tackle the broad systemic oppression that we face, which cuts across boundaries of race, gender identity, sexual orientation, able-bodiedness, and class.

Granted, there are some issues in modern feminism which are problematic, and there are spaces for legitimate criticism that we should address – the trans-exclusionary radical feminists (often called TERFs, who self-identify as radfems), the lack of respect and inclusion for sex workers, paternalistic, first-world centric attitudes, etc.

Feminists aren’t perfect, and they never claim to be.  Similarly, like any social movement, feminism is one that has necessarily evolved over time as more and more individuals have identified with it and brought their experiences to the table.  We all have blind spots and having people remind us of those is helpful in pushing the movement forward rather than having it remain stagnant and unable to take on evolving oppression.

I think at the root of this, partially, is a concept called the straw feminist.  One of my heroes, Anita Sarkeesian, made a wonderful video analyzing what is not only a social conception that many unfortunately have of feminists and feminism, but it’s one that is a common cliché in popular forms of media, thus constantly reinforced and validated.

#6: The Straw Feminist

Like Anita points out, the straw feminist is not an accurate representation of feminism as a movement or feminists in general, but merely a means by which detractors of feminism are able to create a division between their idealized, toothless feminism that never really existed at all and a “straw man” feminist that is hyper-aggressive, tilts at windmills, and is altogether unnecessary in our age of equality.

Nevertheless, despite what they may think, we do not live in an age of equality, and women DO face oppression, even in the first world.  Just with regard to some of the things that I’ve written about,  Rape culture and sexual violence are at epidemic levels and the perpetrators are rarely charged, let alone convicted – and all the while blaming the victims for their assault is normalized.  Access to reproductive health and contraception is under constant assault.  Transgender women face even higher rates of violence, sexual or otherwise, than cisgender women, especially if they are trans women of color, and their oppression and lack of acceptance in society even extends to forcing them out of public restrooms.

Despite increases in earnings, the gender pay gap, which cannot be explained away by lack of ambition or biological determinism, persists.  Women are underrepresented in tech jobs , gaming (both of which fields in which women are not only underrepresented but face severe, organized harassment campaigns for speaking out) , STEM fields, politics, and really any upper level positions across industries.  This is the oft-referenced “glass ceiling”, which Hillary Clinton famously alluded to as recently as the 2008 elections.

Feminism is not a movement whose time has come and gone, it is a movement whose time is now, and the only thing that is “too radical” in our society is the broad, systemic, unrelenting oppression that women face across the globe.  Identifying with feminism is an identification with the overall broad goal of an increasingly inclusive and mindful movement actively engaged in dismantling this system of oppression, and a milquetoast, toothless version of feminism that neither acknowledges nor is willing to aggressively confront this oppression is so pointless that if it ever existed, it would beg the question of why it even exists at all.

These critiques, which I hesitate to even refer to them as, are ignorant excuses to uphold the status quo and insulate their complicity in perpetuating it from receiving any criticism.  Frankly, in my opinion, if these “critics” aren’t going to lead or follow, then it’s time they get out of our way.  We’ve got work to do.

Weekly Link Roundup: 3/22/13

Publishers reject video games such as Remember Me because they have female protagonists.

Katharine Hughes reflects on Steubenville and the larger context of rape culture.

Anne Thériault explains why we should stop defining women in terms of their relation to men.

The language of violence against women is steeped in victim blaming.

“Creepshots”, or the sharing of pictures of women taken against their consent for a sexual purpose, are becoming more common on facebook.

The NRA is fighting to keep guns in the hands of perpetrators of domestic violence.

So you’re tired of hearing about rape culture?

Prominent women’s colleges are rejecting trans women.

Adria Richards heard a man making inappropriately sexual comments at a professional tech conference, reported it, and is now facing horrifying retaliatory harassment and was publicly fired as a result.

Joe Rogan facilitated internet harassment against a woman who called him out on transphobic comments against Fallon Fox.

In good news, more than half of all female voters identify as feminists!

Randi Owenby, Katharine Hughes, Kristin Tillotson, and Dr. Phyllis Thompson talk about Women’s History Month to BTN Channel 16.

Civility week begins this Sunday! Here’s the schedule.

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Rape and Rape Culture: Beyond Steubenville

By Katharine

Yesterday, a judge found Trent Mays and Ma’lik Richmond guilty of the rape of a 16 year old girl in the highly publicized Steubenville case.  The case involved disturbing video evidence of the assault leaked by internet hackers as well as texts and publically-visible tweets documenting it as it happened.

Despite the horrifying evidence, the defense’s actual argument was that what happened to the victim is her fault (and isn’t actually rape) because

“Defense attorneys believe the girl, who lived across the river in Weirton, W.Va., made a decision to excessively drink and — against her friends’ wishes — to leave with the boys. They assert that she consented to sex,” reports the Cleveland Plain-Dealer‘s Rachel Dissell. Richmond’s attorney, Walter Madison, is getting specific, citing “an abundance of evidence here that she was making decisions, cognitive choices … She didn’t affirmatively say no.”

Let that sink in for a moment.  Not only was the defense of the perpetrators based upon the premise that consent to sexual activity is the default state of being, which one must “affirmatively” opt out of,  but that the entire incident was her responsibility to avoid rather than the responsibility of the perpetrators not to perpetrate it.  In addition, after the verdict, there have been no shortage of individuals who have also elected to blame the victim, rather than the perpetrators, for the incident.

This is unacceptable.

This is bigger than a reaction to an individual case.  This is an epidemic of “victim blaming” and “slut shaming” in our society which serves to perpetuate rape culture by further assaulting its victims.

“A rape culture is a complex of beliefs that encourages male sexual aggression and supports violence against women. It is a society where violence is seen as sexy and sexuality as violent. In a rape culture, women perceive a continuum of threatened violence that ranges from sexual remarks to sexual touching to rape itself. A rape culture condones physical and emotional terrorism against women as the norm.

In a rape culture both men and women assume that sexual violence is a fact of life, inevitable as death or taxes. This violence, however, is neither biologically nor divinely ordained. Much of what we accept as inevitable is in fact the expression of values and attitudes that can change.”

What the defense and the reactions of many to the Steubenville rape case are saying is that the violence perpetrated against the victim was an inevitability, which she alone was responsible to prevent, by “affirmatively saying no” (in an incapacitated state, in a confined space with physically dominant attackers) or removing herself from society by never going to any parties or being in any situations in which rape might occur.  Where are the rapists in this equation?

Their absence is the evidence of rape culture.

These are the facts:

Rape is always, 100% of the time, the fault of the rapist, and not the victim.  Victims do not deserve rape for the clothes they put on their bodies or the things that they put into their bodies.  They do not deserve rape because their bodies were in a certain place at a certain time.  They do not deserve rape for being visible.  They do not deserve rape for not carrying a deadly weapon, nor should their safety depend upon ownership of a deadly weapon.  Victims should not simply have to accept rape as an inevitability due to our flawed social dialogue.

1 out of every 6 American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in her lifetime (14.8% completed rape; 2.8% attempted rape).


15% of sexual assault and rape victims are under age 12.3

  • 29% are age 12-17.
  • 44% are under age 18.3
  • 80% are under age 30.3
  • 12-34 are the highest risk years.
  • Girls ages 16-19 are 4 times more likely than the general population to be victims of rape, attempted rape, or sexual assault.

7% of girls in grades 5-8 and 12% of girls in grades 9-12 said they had been sexually abused.4

  • 3% of boys grades 5-8 and 5% of boys in grades 9-12 said they had been sexually abused.

In 1995, local child protection service agencies identified 126,000 children who were victims of either substantiated or indicated sexual abuse.5

  • Of these, 75% were girls.
  • Nearly 30% of child victims were between the age of 4 and 7.

93% of juvenile sexual assault victims know their attacker.6

  • 34.2% of attackers were family members.
  • 58.7% were acquaintances.
  • Only 7% of the perpetrators were strangers to the victim.


Rape in our society should not be a blemish on the victims of it, but rather on those who perpetrate it.  Rape should not be made excusable by the actions of the victim.  Rape should not be used as a threat or as a means to put women in their place.  Rape should not be sexualized in and used as a selling point in entertainment.  Rape should not be a joke.  Rape should not ever be thought of as something that an individual deserves, even if they are a sex worker or if they have consumed alcohol – no matter how much.

Unfortunately, that is not our reality.

What happened in Steubenville can’t be limited to its borders.  The victim blaming and rape apologism, the threats against rape victims, the assertions of false rape accusations (despite their rarity and the damaging effects of the false rape accusation mythology) , the defamation of the victim’s character – These intimidate rape victims from ever reporting their rapes, from talking about rape culture, and maintains a status quo in which, as Freda Adler put it,

“Rape is the only crime in which the victim becomes the accused.”

This is a status quo that we cannot tolerate.  This is a status quo that ensures that there will be more Steubenvilles, because despite a guilty verdict for the perpetrators of that rape, rape itself is still running free.

We must aggressively work against rape culture if we wish to end rape.  We must place the blame where it belongs, upon the heads of the rapists.  We must change the way we talk about rape.

We must do these things to ensure that not only Jane Doe receives justice, but to ensure that there will be no more Jane Does.

Weekly link round up 3/8/2013

Happy International Women’s Day! Learn the history behind the date. Also, take a look at the Guardian’s interactive map of the history of women’s struggle for equal rights.

The first episode of Anita Sarkeesian’s series analyzing the portrayal of women in video games is out, and it’s pretty awesome.

Good news?  Sponsors of Tennessee’s forced ultrasound bill have withdrawn their bill.  Bad news? They want to seek a constitutional amendment to implement more reproductive health restrictions in its place.

A new bill allowing counselors and social workers to legally refuse helping clients based on their sexual orientation has unfortunately passed senate committee.

Also in depressing LGBT news, 62% of Tennesseans are against gay marriage.

Fallon Fox shares her story of becoming the first out transgender MMA athlete.

Telling a woman to get a gun is NOT rape prevention.

Men who have a preference for large breasts are more likely to be sexist.

RoleReboot explains how “masculinity” doesn’t really exist.

Feminists can be sexy and funny if they want to be.

Jill Filipovic questions why men don’t change their names when they get married (and why women often do).

Stop sexualizing transgender children (and accusing transgender people of being sexual predators in general).

In Women’s Studies:

The Women’s Resource Center has a calendar of awesome events coming up, including Diane Rehm and Soledad O’ Brien visiting campus, and WoW goes global on March 20!

Katharine Hughes posts about the recently implemented abortion restrictions in Arkansas, Virginia, and Idaho.

These Aren’t Hurdles, These Are Brick Walls

By Katharine

Yesterday, the Arkansas state legislature used their ability to override a veto by Gov. Mike Beebe to implement the harshest abortion restrictions in the nation.  The restrictions, which prohibit abortions after 12 weeks, and the latest in a string of incidents in which state legislatures, dominated by (male) republican politicians, are assaulting women’s access to healthcare.

Since 2010 and the sweeping Tea Party “shellacking” that the democrats endured, states have enacted a record number of abortion restrictions.

In the 50 states combined, legislators introduced more than 1,100 reproductive health and rights-related provisions, a sharp increase from the 950 introduced in 2010. By year’s end, 135 of these provisions had been enacted in 36 states, an increase from the 89 enacted in 2010 and the 77 enacted in 2009. (Note: This analysis refers to reproductive health and rights-related “provisions,” rather than bills or laws, since bills introduced and eventually enacted in the states contain multiple relevant provisions.)

Fully 68% of these new provisions—92 in 24 states—-restrict access to abortion services, a striking increase from last year, when 26% of new provisions restricted abortion. The 92 new abortion restrictions enacted in 2011 shattered the previous record of 34 adopted in 2005.

2012 kept up that feverish pace, and 2013 is off to its own awful start.  All states except for Oregon now limit abortion access, and along with the Arkansas legislature’s action, we also saw Idaho’s ban on abortions after 20 weeks (which was just struck down, thankfully) and the last abortion clinic in Mississippi in danger of closing.  Mississippi’s 2011 personhood bill failed, but another personhood bill, crafted by the very same backers, has just been filed again for legislation.  Virginia adopted restrictive regulations for facilities providing abortions and for those wishing to receive abortions, including:

  • A woman must receive state-directed counseling that includes information designed to discourage her from having an abortion and then wait 24 hours before the procedure is provided.

  • Health plans that will be offered in the state’s health exchange that will be established under the federal health care reform law can only cover abortion in cases when the woman’s life is endangered, rape or incest.

  • Abortion is covered in insurance policies for public employees only in cases of life endangerment, rape or incest or fetal impairment

  • The parent of a minor must consent and be notified before an abortion is provided.

  • Public funding is available for abortion only in cases of life endangerment, rape, incest or fetal impairment.

  • A woman must undergo an ultrasound before obtaining an abortion; the provider must offer her the option to view the image. If the woman lives within 100 miles of the abortion provider she must obtain the ultrasound at least 24 hours before the abortion.

Let’s be clear about this: these restrictions are blatantly unconstitutional because they place an undue burden on women in obtaining access to abortion.  Planned Parenthood v. Casey, which has been consistently upheld, forbids any restriction of abortion prior to viability.  They fail to take into account the hurdles that women, especially poor women and women of color face in obtaining access even if abortion is still technically legal.  It’s not an accidental oversight, either.  Politicians are crafting these restrictions in a deliberate effort to undercut women’s access to healthcare.  In the aftermath of a presidential election defined by women’s ability to access reproductive healthcare and in a social environment where the issue is still hotly debated, there can be no doubt of this fact.

These restrictions are not in line with any desire to protect life, as the chart below illustrates.


Furthermore, if these policies are crafted from a desire to legislate their interpretation of Judeo-Christian morality, whose official stance on the issue is hardly consistent and has changed greatly over time, that only speaks to the unconstitutionality of these measures.  The concept of freedom of religion, the implicit freedom from religion, and the preclusion of the governmental establishment of religion are enshrined in our bill of rights.

The issue is not whether or not life begins at conception, although there’s hardly a consensus on that, anyway.  The issue is women having autonomy over their own bodies and being able to access the health that they need to pursue a happy, healthy life, which is defined as a universal human right.  And while certainly those whose life is in danger or who were victims of rape or incest should receive special attention, we should not frame the debate around which circumstances are acceptable for a woman to exercise control over her own body – she always has that authority and no one else can claim it.  Period.

Bills like this are unacceptable and their harm is immense and immediate even if abortion technically remains illegal.  These restrictions are not hurdles which prevent women from making rash decisions (which is a sexist, paternalistic thing to assume of a woman seeking an abortion anyway) but rather they are brick walls erected by bureaucrats to cut off access that women need to essential reproductive healthcare – access which is their right as a human being.

Check out the Women’s Resource Center’s March Newsletter for an awesome lineup of Women’s History Month events!


House Leadership Blocking Inclusive VAWA. Again.

On Feb 12th, the Senate voted 78-22 to pass the Violence against Women Act.  TN senators Corker and Alexander voted with the 78 who voted to support this bill.  Please send them a thank you email.


But more work is to be done!  The House leadership is trying to block passage of an inclusive VAWA.  The new House bill excludes LGBT survivors and cuts existing programs for all survivors.  See NOW President Terry O’Neill’s statement (pasted in below) and write your representative, today!


Here is a sample email that you could revise to fit your own sentiments and send:


I am writing to urge you to co-sponsor H.R. 11, the Violence Against Women Reauthorization. 


This bill strongly resembles the Senate-passed bill, S. 47, and I urge the House of Representatives to take up this bill immediately.  Please contact Speaker Boehner and ask him to move the bill to H.R. 11 floor.


I believe in health and wholeness for all of us, including a home and world free from violence. This legislation builds on the past successes of VAWA, increasing effectiveness and reaching more victims and provides law enforcement with more tools for protecting victims from their batterers. 


I urge you to co-sponsor H.R. 11 and to work with your colleagues to bring this important legislation to the House floor.


Thank you.

In solidarity,

Phyllis Thompson

Women’s Studies Program

East Tennessee State University

The Necessity of Transition in College and Gender Essentialism

By Katharine

Last week, the New York Times posted article about more universities’ healthcare plans beginning to cover transition for transgender students, at least to some extent.  As someone who has long thought such measures needed to be implemented, I was pleased.

Unfortunately, a number of the universities involved, which is only a handful to begin with, only help to cover hormone replacement therapy, which is just one part of the equation necessary for health for many transgender individuals.  As the article notes:

“…since 2008, the American Medical Association has advocated the same thing, for treatment of gender identity disorder. Other medical groups, like the American Psychiatric Association, have taken the same position. Several major insurers have taken the stance that the treatment, including surgery, can be considered medically necessary. The Internal Revenue Service considers the expenses tax-deductible.”

Even though “gender identity disorder” has been removed from the DSM in an effort to stop “pathologiz[ing] all expressions of gender variance just because they were not common or made someone uncomfortable,” for transgender individuals, transition remains the only viable option for treatment of their gender dysphoria.  It is absolutely a medical necessity; the attempted suicide rates for transgender individuals are nearly 41% according to a survey by the Lesbian Task Force and the National Center for Transgender Equality.

Medical transition, usually including sexual reassignment surgery, an often prohibitively expensive procedure that is difficult to access even with sufficient funds, is also quite often required for transgender individuals to be legally recognized as being the gender with which they identify.  While universities are, on the whole, becoming more inclusive and accepting of transgender individuals, the lack of means to access proper identification that matches their identity and expression not only keeps the avenue open for uncomfortable situations and unnecessary hurdles that transgender students would have to face – not only on campus but after they graduate and enter the workforce.

At a time in their lives when most people are realizing their own identities, transgender individuals must come to terms with theirs in a social arena which has conditioned them to repress theirs, or feel shame because of it, or simply to deny it altogether.  The gains in equality at universities have been largely due to transgender visibility and transgender students asserting their rights to live fulfilling and healthy lives and to be safe in their environments.  The coverage of transition is thus not only a necessarily medical component of transgender health, but a necessary component of transgender inclusion in the university.

“It is often more a knowledge and will gap than a mechanics and cost issue,” said Deena Fidas, deputy director of the Human Rights Campaign’s workplace project. “You have to start with Transgender 101, if you will, and demystify.”

”Demystification” of the transgender experience, muddled by a social narrative in which gender variance is viciously stigmatized, ridiculed, and even made into a justification for violence, requires visibility, and for transgender individuals to be able to be healthy, comfortable, and visible as they are, they must have access to the healthcare that they need.  We have to close this knowledge and will gap, and part of that involves targeting the destructive narrative that stigmatizes gender variance in society at large.

We have to recognize the sexist gender essentialism in our discourse which stigmatizes the feminine, the rejection of a prescriptive, dominant form of masculinity, and forces women into narrowly defined patriarchal gender roles.  We have to stop the sexist objectification of women which reduces them to their sexual instrumentality, cis and trans women alike.  We have to combat the culture of sexual violence in which women, and to a greater extent transgender women, and to an even greater extent transgender women of color are likely to become victims. We have to value the gender expression and sexual orientation of all individuals, be they cis or trans, and work to end the gender policing which leads to bullying and hate crimes.  To “demystify” what we view as deviant we have to “demystify” what is familiar to us – which means understanding and analyzing it critically and in turn working to change the system.

The United Nations recognizes access to healthcare as a universal human right, and our universities of all places should aspire toward meeting that standard.  If we intend to better the world around us through promoting education, we have to make sure that we promote a safe and healthy environment for that education in the process.

NYTimes article: “College Health Plans Respond as Transgender Students Gain Visibility

“The Feminist Male”

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The Feminist Male


Before I Begin, I feel the need to tell a little bit about myself.  First off, I am male.  More elaborately, I am a white, middle-class, straight male who is currently working towards a college degree.  In many parts of the world, I would be among the few who have unfairly been selected to be one of the most privileged people in the world.  Despite the fact that I have more opportunities than most, I strive to bring equal opportunity to everyone.


Now that that’s out of the way, let me begin.


A few semesters ago, I found myself sitting in an introductory Women’s Studies course.  On the first day of class, the professor gave a simple homework assignment: we were to mention to at least five people that we were taking a women’s studies course, and then we would discuss the various reactions to the statement during the next class.


When beginning the first assignment, I expected to receive the extreme reactions from the appropriate stereotypes.  Thus, I did not hesitate when my hipster friends from art class responded with the anticipated nod of approval.  And I understood that the frat-ish guys were expected to respond with either a look of slight disapproval or a modest fist-bump indicating they approved of my assumed “elaborate attempt to meet women.”  And of course I expected the men throwing Bibles at people in front of the student union to condemn me to hell – which they did without hesitation.


Stereotyping, however did not prove to be entirely accurate.  I approached my incredibly independent female friend expecting to receive her standard high-five.  She, like me, was the age of a sophomore, but she was a few semesters ahead in school.  Outside of kicking ass in class, she was also working as the editor of a local magazine and getting published regularly in numerous nationally recognized ones.  It made perfect sense to me that this obviously progressive, intelligent woman would applaud my open-mindedness.  Much to my surprise, however, she instead responded to my simple statement with an equally simple one: “Fuck women’s studies.”


Her response threw me back for a moment.  Though she was content in abandoning the conversation with that conciseness, I was not content yet, so I asked her to please elaborate – I could not wrap my head around the idea of a white, straight male being more accepting of feminist values than an outwardly successful female.  In my mind, it was feminism which allowed her to get to where she is now.  But not only was she brushing the subject away absent-mindedly: she was condemning it more than anyone else I had come into contact with.


She matter-of-factly explained to me, “Chris, society’s had it out against women forever.  It’s about time for us to suck it up, quit bitching, and learn to work the system, already.”

Thus was my succinct introduction to post-feminism.

While I may see more value in feminism than my friend, she made her point understood.  In many circles, women have come a long way.  They are finally able to attend school, they can be taken seriously as writers and scholars, and they can hold positions of authority.  I am able to see and appreciate this battle.  What my friend failed to recognize is the fact that in more circles than not, women’s rights are closer to jokes than realities.


What I’m trying to get at is this: even if you think that the push for equality is coming to a close, just look around for a second.  You might be well off, but others aren’t quite as lucky.  Many women throughout the world are nowhere near as privileged as you are.


So please keep fighting for equal rights.  If I – a white, straight male – can admit that there’s still a need for women’s studies, I’m sure you can, too, if you look hard enough.


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