Thoughts on Trans Day of Visibility

So today (now yesterday) was Trans day of Visibility.

Which is strange, because rarely has a supposedly marginalised group been so visible. The rainbow flag that until recently stood for the same-sex attracted community has been appropriated and replaced with the ‘progress’ flag. Ever the cuckoos in the nest, the TRAs pink and blue chevrons hide behind black and brown stripes: as if to suggest that the original rainbow flag didn’t already include people of colour. This cleverly leaves many people feeling unable to question the change for fear of being accused of being racist or homophobic.

This new flag (and the pink blue and white trans flag) is now featured on tube station signs and trains, on taxis and hire cars.  Zebra crossings have been repainted so the flag lies beneath our feet. Last year, Regents Street was decorated with a hundred flags that flew above our heads. We see the flags on soft drinks, sandwiches, shampoo and cat treats. Government departments and banks, coffee shops and sports stores regularly change their social media profile pictures to wave the flag.

We now have men (those who claim to be women) doing adverts for sanitary products. Giant pictures of women who have removed their breasts advertise razors to those on their daily commute. Men win ‘Woman of the Year’ awards, appear on female shortlists and break women’s sporting records. Male sex offenders are placed in women’s prisons.

Transactivists like to tell us ‘there have always been trans people’. This is disingenuous. There have been always people who found it difficult to confirm to the gendered norms of their culture, and many of these people escaped those demands either by disguising themselves as the opposite sex or more often by just being themselves and facing the disapproval. Either choice could be dangerous: most cultures place huge value on conforming to sex-class roles, now more fashionably known as ‘gender norms’ and as such those who do not conform are often penalised.

Women who remove their headscarves are imprisoned. Gay men are thrown from the top of buildings. Lesbians are subjected to ‘corrective’ rape. Society wants us to do as we are told, and there are penalties for those who resist. Same-sex attracted people have frequently been forced underground throughout history, but there is a rich and detailed culture of lesbian and gay art, music and writing which has survived so we can see quite clearly that, as would be expected, there have always been gay people. There is no history of people hopping from sex to sex at will – because it is complete and utter nonsense. There is certainly no history of transgender children.

It is true that there have always been men who adopted the trappings of womanhood. The hijra of India; the ladyboys of Thailand. They often live their lives within the bounds of prostitution, religion or mysticism, they do not usually live ‘like women’. They do not go through a female puberty. They will never have to scrub menstrual blood out of their clothes. They will never be overlooked for promotion because they might leave and have a baby.

The truth is that even if a boy-child was raised ‘as a girl’ from birth, he would still be male. Even if he is pumped full of puberty blockers and oestrogen, even if he has his penis inverted, he will still be male. This is not ‘being unkind’. Womanhood is not a prize to be won. It simply is. Man, woman, girl, boy: these are words that Mean Something. As has been said so very many times before, a woman is a biological fact,  not a feeling in a man’s head.

Trans-advocacy pushes people into boxes. It celebrates conforming to gender norms under the guise of celebrating difference. It pretends to be unconventional whilst fiercely conforming.

And who loses? Women lose. We lose our sports teams, our sports records, our awards, prizes and scholarships. We lose our toilets and our changing rooms. We lose our women-only clubs and bars. We lose our LB nights and events.

Children lose. Thery are gaslit, shown naked ‘trans’ bodies on television shows and ‘educated’ until they say ‘it’s pretty normal really’.  They are told that boys can change into girls and girls change into boys- by their school teachers, no less. Children are transitioned in schools behind their parents’ backs. Trans activists online tell them to cut themselves off from their parents.

Of course there are trans-identified people going about their lives wishing nobody harm. No-one I know has ever claimed otherwise. But transactivism isn’t about these people, who mostly shun ‘visibility’ and just want to fit in- after all, isn’t that the point?

Transactivism has become a violent movement, hijacked by angry men. A movement that exploits vulnerable children and young adults, that preys on people’s concerns, weaknesses and insecurities. A movement that tells them they are not enough as they are.  If they can just become something else, something entirely different, only then will they be enough.

I have seen my friends intimidated, beaten and assaulted by angry men who just want an excuse to scream at and assault women. I have seen women support these men. I have heard women say “Well, I don’t care about single-sex toilets,” as if that means other women should have to do without.

I have faced down men far bigger than me to give women the space they need to say what needs to be said. I will never stop fighting to expose this movement for what it is.

Transwomen are men, and transactivism is not a movement grounded in love or peace.

Trans visibility? Oh, we see you.

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Women’s Rights Protestors gather at the New Zealand Embassy

On 28th March 2023, a group of around thirty five women gathered outside the New Zealand High Commission (NZHC) to protest against the New Zealand government’s apathetic response to the violence encountered by women in Auckland, show support for the women who were caught up in it. They sang a song of solidarity and read aloud the speeches of those who were unable to speak at the cancelled events.

The protest was decided on the day before. Organiser Shirley told me ‘I thought it would be just me and a couple of others. But word spread.”

The protest wasn’t advertised on social media, and for that reason we were able to meet without a group of menacing psychopaths screaming abuse at us. Which made a nice change after Sunday.

I went along to give support and take some photographs.

The protest began outside 1 Pall Mall, where Shirley told me New Zealand bureaucrats are temporarily housed while the main embassy building is undergoing refurbishment. After about half an hour outside Kinnaird House, where the women sang and spoke to passers-by, we moved to the currently closed embassy building around the corner. This was partly because of nearby roadworks and partly so the group could ‘cover both bases’.

The chances are you already know about Kellie-Jay Keen’s visit to New Zealand on her Let Women Speak Tour and how it played out. You’ve almost certainly heard how some deranged idiot covered her in soup in Auckland, where Keen’s security guards had to drag her away from a baying mob.

In the Spectator, in a piece titled ‘Fear & Loathing in New Zealand’, Keen describes the mob as “competing groups of woman-hating losers: trans incels to the left of me and Nazis to the right, and here we were stuck in the middle.”

It was like something from a zombie-apocalypse film.” she told Spiked. “The mob surged forward… and I just thought, this is it, I’m going to get crushed to death now. Game over.”

Kellie-Jay was not the only woman to be assaulted at the rally in New Zealand. You may have seen the video of an elderly woman being punched repeatedly in the head. More and more stories are coming in of women who were injured or terrified in the riot.

The New Zealand government responded by saying it couldn’t guarantee Keen’s safety if the tour continued. The tour was cut short and Keen returned to the UK without the planned stop in Wellington. It is a tale of horror and misogyny.

My activism is simple,” says Keen. “We Let Women Speak. Why does that make anyone so angry?

I wasn’t in New Zealand, but I was outside the NZHC on Tuesday.

A story that hasn’t been told, until now, is that of the women in New Zealand who had planned to raise their voices at a Let Women Speak event but were unable to do so.

“It’s not about speaking on behalf of women in New Zealand, but about sharing the words of those who were unable to speak in Auckland or Wellington, and showing our solidarity with them,” one of the women told me.

Anyone who wanted to participate was given a speech to read out loud, while Venice Allan livestreamed their words.

In this way, those women’s voices were amplified.

I asked Shirley why she had felt the need to protest.

“Seeing Kellie-Jay almost die in Auckland… it was just so devastating,” she told me.  “I was just feeling so powerless, especially after realising that Wellington was being cancelled. There was just this feeling of ‘what can we do?’ and I just said “I want to go to the New Zealand Embassy to protest.” It’s unacceptable for a government to allow this to happen to anybody- to their own citizens, but let alone a citizen of another country.”

“Those women (in New Zealand) have had their voice taken away,” continued Shirley. “So I wanted to make a space for their speeches to be read. When the speeches were collected and sent over to us, the women specifically requested that we sing the Women’s Rights song, the Auld Lang Syne song. They had planned to sing it and they really wanted us to sing it for them. And we have done.”

After speaking to enquiring passers by and singing, as planned, the women moved on to stand outside the currently unocc NZHC where there was some shelter from the rain and the noise of roadworks. There they read out the words of the women who had been unable to speak at the rallies in New Zealand.

“It was powerful to hear the speeches that the women in New Zealand were prevented from making on their own land,” Venice told me.

You can watch videos of the speeches here, on her YouTube Channel

Part One

Part Two

 

There is a short video of the women singing here.

OMG I’m in tears thank you.” tweeted Linda from New Zealand.  “We were going to sing this very song on Saturday. The emotions hearing your voices is overwhelming. Sending love and thanking each and everyone that is shining a light.”

“Thank you so much for this.” tweeted Claire-Louise. “Tears in my eyes. I’m a first-generation NZer of French, German, and British descent wishing I was anywhere but NZ”

“From a kiwi/Aussie family, thank you.” tweeted another.

“Thank you,” tweeted Lizzy.” I feel so much love for you ladies you’ve brought tears to my eyes.”

There were also a lot of  scathing comments from TRAs, obviously, mostly snidey stuff along the lines of ‘you’re all old and shit at singing’.

The song the women sand, to the tune of Auld Lang Syne, goes like this, and was first sung by For Women Scotland. There is a pdf copy of it here:

We stand together side by side, we will defend our rights
We stand together side by side, we’ll not give up this fight
For women’s rights are human rights, we won’t let you forget
For women’s rights are human rights, this isn’t over yet.

Politicians and their friends may think we can be cowed
Our minds and bodies we’ll defend, our NO will ring out loud
For women’s rights are human rights, we won’t let you forget
For women’s rights are human rights, this isn’t over yet.


So gie’s a hand in sisterhood, our sex won’t be denied
For dignity, reality, we are standing side by side
For women’s rights are human rights, we won’t let you forget
For women’s rights are human rights, this isn’t over yet.

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