My speech read out in Britain at the protest in front of the New Zealand Embassy.
I was part of the organising group that arranged Kellie-Jay Keen's visit to New Zealand.
I was assaulted at Let Women Speak Auckland as we helped Kellie-Jay leave the area that ended up hosting a riot, not of our making.
I was screamed at, threatened, had liquids thrown on me, pushed to the ground, put in a headlock, scratched, punched and kicked. By men who hate women.
Here is the proof of the TRAs violence, contempt, hatred and dehumanising, that we've been talking about for years. They handed it to us on a plate.
I only remember thinking if I don't get up, don't stand up, I won't make it out alive.
So I did stand up, though I don't remember how. Maybe the crowd surged forward and I was lucky to grab the momentum. Maybe I did it on my own. But I fucking got back up.
I will hold others to account for their betrayal. To the police operator who refused to do anything, to the police who lied and said they'd protect us then stood around watching, to the media who fed the public lies and vitriol, to the politicians that say "trans rights" are more important than the women who gave birth to them, to the men who attacked me; I'll never forgive them.
I will not stop fighting. I will not lose my womanhood to misogyny, homophobia delusion, and lies. I will not allow gender ideology to erase me. I will not allow this future for my descendants.
They knocked me down, I got back up, and it's all practice for next time round.
This bitch is now legion.
LOUT aka Tania Sturt
New Zealand
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