Experiences of a Trans Person

[invalide]

I think it might be healthy to document here the experiences of someone from the other side, and for you to pay it some mind.

I'm an early-twenties STEM student working in renewable energies, and outside of my course I'm a photographer and musician. I've travelled a fair amount and adore my home country of Scotland. Living in Glasgow, I have found a queer community of beautiful people who create a joy to everyday life I treasure.

At the beginning of this month there was a 'Let Women Speak' rally held here that some of you here attended; I have seldom felt more unwelcome and stripped of dignity than while in your crowd, carrying out my photojournalistic duties (images 1&2). While capturing Kellie-Jay Keen pathologising my friends as subhuman perverts and members of the crowd flaunting their homophobia and their use of dogwhistles (subliminal far-right messaging) I was being brazenly looked up and down, receiving steely gazes and pursed lips and hushed whispers behind my back. While photographing the first speaker after Keen, who began her piece portraying autistic people as children devoid of agency, I was approached by one of you who made it clear I looked too queer for their liking and was squaring up for assault. I made my way out at this point (captured at 8:42 here and 9:09 here).
The atmosphere your movement brought to George Square was one I've only before experienced while documenting far-right rallies in Eastern Europe, where I have been hounded through the streets and beaten up for the same reason. I assure you, your ideology would feel very much at home there.

At the other side of the square things couldn't have been more different, you were bathed in colour and music and hugs and laughter, the place is full of friends dancing and dressed resplendent in whatever camp pretty things they felt like (images 2&3).

Ours was a crowd of locals; I strained to hear a Glasgow accent in yours.

Ours is a city that at short notice manages to fill the top of Buchanan Street (image 5) in solidarity with the queer community - the last time I saw it like this was during COP26. It's one that fills George Square in a candlelit vigil for Brianna Ghey.

Your movement has meant I'm called a pervert and a groomer while going about my average daily life. Our morally vacuous, increasingly fascist political class (thinking also of Magnus Hirschfeld and of Martin Niemöller's famous poem) is picking up what you've started and they're running with it. You may not call yourself a homophobe, a white nationalist or an antisemite, but you're sitting awfully comfortably considering that those that do find your movement incredibly attractive.

The 'pay it some mind' line seems to have made many women think about how much mind the MRAs of gender ideology pay us and our experiences.

It's like when they used to say 'educate yourself' so we did. Peaks reached left, right and centre

It's an auto-peakening movement.

I just had some lovely toast and butter.
I made the bread myself.

But not the butter? Lightweight.

Duh.

Sounds lush, I had shop bought hot cross buns with president butter.

Was tempted to add cheddar but decided butter enough.

Always an interesting use of language by the OP. Use of the "queer community", not so much LGBT community, which makes me assume of heterosexual male transitioning into "lesbian".

An obsession with the patriarchy, which makes me assume that as a male they felt that they could never fit into certain (probably self-imposed) expectations of what it is to be male. Fits into the transmax mould.

An obsession with a vocal middle-aged woman (this case it KJK, not JKR) which makes me assume "mummy issues".

The obsession with "far right facism", which makes me assume that they are too young to even remember the BNP.

And the constant desire to be a victim.

@invalide

Every other month or so some clearly very young person comes on here and hectors us about “fascism” and “violence” and so on.

And rather than being a great moment where all the silly mummies suddenly realise how evil they are, it just makes us all think how fundamentally bad taste, bad faith, astonishingly hyperbolic and downright offensive it is to appropriate and minimise the atrocities of actual fascism — millions of real men, women and children shot, burned, gassed, and living in terror throughout twentieth century from the genuine “far right”.

All just to wang on about how some middle-aged women you don’t like looked at you in the wrong way, and say perfectly factual things that just don’t happen to validate your feelings. Really bad form OP; tasteless, disrespectful and ignorant.

Naff off with your whining about fascism, I’ve had enough of kids who have no idea about actual history talking absolute bollocks.

I have always wondered how families afford baby bels. The price to speed-eaten-by-hungry-goblin ratio is way out.

RoyalCorgi · Today 18:49

And in Australia, a trans activist physically assaults a gender-critical woman.

Oh come on! That's nowhere near as bad as what poor OP suffered, by being asked to leave, by some assertive women. Smashed shoulder? Pah! Who wouldn't rather have that than a rude comment and a hard stare?

I think that "existential violence" now means:

I'm completely unharmed, but she said no and told me to go away! (Smelly fascist / TERF bitch / Trans Genocidaire etc optional add ons).

Am I imaging things or could you/can you buy bigger size babybels?

I think OP's posts are quite scary really.
You can see how the TRA mob are psyching themselves up to 'fight fascism' and of course, that means any violence they commit is justified. They dehumanise women as TERFs and then it's OK if they get hurt as they were on the bad side anyway.
Unfortunately, I think it's only a matter of time until someone on the GC side at protests is seriously hurt. I hope I'm wrong but the TRAs seem to be spiralling more out of control as criticism of trans ideology becomes mainstream.

I do remember buying a giant baby bel in a corner shop in Mallorca.

I think the return flight to Mallorca would make the giant baybel option cost innefective.

I'd do it!

What if you stuff a couple of suitcases with them?

On steak and cheese pies, my wife makes magnificent ones, steak, Guinness, Stilton and extra mature cheddar. The cheese is inside, on top of the meat.

The most difficult part is getting the individual pie trays.

Recipe required from Mrs Sinner !

I concur

Could you swap out the stilton for baby bel?

You could, I suppose.

I'll ask her, she's not made them for a while.

I seem to have touched a few raw nerves with my last post - GOOD!!!
Can't cope with a post on mumsnet but think they have the resiliance and grit to be a woman with all that entails?! I'd laugh if it wasn't so serious! :-/

In case other parts weren't seen by those they were intended for...
@nilsmousehammer identified the tantrumming to an absolute tee.
@Boiledbeetle is a woman after my own heart where glace cherries are concerned - yum yums, as are cocktail cherries and those still on stalks in greengrocer shops.

@IcakethereforeIam I can't remember what we did first lesson but i remember making blancmange, fish pie, at some time or other, oh maybe it was a victoria sponge, that sounds likely. It didn't make any difference to me, i'd been cooking and baking a long time before then, armed with the Bero book for cakes n stuff and memory from watching mother cook savouries - roasts, etc.

@JanesLittleGirl Oooooh, a fried chucky egg? that does sound tasty and worth a try at some point. Thanks for the tip.

@lifeturnsonadime it tastes even better with a pineapple ring lol

Don't mind me, I'm just waiting for Mrs Sinner's pie recipe.

Goodness me...it's like the online version of man-spreading on public transport.

Happy to invade a woman's space (though they can magically keep their mass in their own seat when next to another male) whilst telling us we are mean by not centring their comfort when we object to being squished out of what we deserve and have paid for.

The simple truth is that the OP came here, not in the expectation of having a conversation, but to validate their own sense of entitlement by invading a female space and blaming the women here for not making room for them.

So here's the thing....we see you.

We are done. NO FUCKING ROOM AT THE FWR INN.

Just as we pay for our public transport tickets it's women who make MN and FWR especially commercially viable. It's our content (not yours) that gets the clicks and drives advertisers and as much as you hate that, it's women who make the decisions on where to spend the family money on food, clothes and pretty much anything - that's why advertisers still use this site (despite your best efforts).

This is our space and if you don't like being asked to squish up for a change then here is a revelation for you - don't post here, spread your legs somewhere else.

Yes, it sounded good.

Tbh, I think this is my expectation and always has been because of how extremist some of the elements of the movement were and have since become and how aggressive some TRAs manifest.

If we are seeing male pattern violence, then we would expect a gradual progression from comments and threats and intimidation into something more.

Is that like photo or it didn't happen?

So when are the invites for tea being sent out then?