Today is the first time I’ve actually been embarrassed to wear the feminist label. For the first time. And it royally sucks.
There seems to be this tribe of feminists floating around out there that is spouting all sorts of nasty, hate-filled drivel. The kind of crap that second-wave man-hating feminists became known for. But this time? This time it’s aimed at our sisters.
I’m sorry, but the day that third-wave feminism (which is all about supporting women in all their choices, believing in freedom, and the right to independence and freedom from persecution) turns into some crazy-assed fourth-wave anti-trans movement is the day I’m out.
No, I won’t link to the article that brought this whole movement to my attention… but after finding it (through a link someone shared on facebook, a link someone actually recommended) I just kept finding more of it. And it brought so much pain to my heart. Seriously. How can these women be so completely off the mark and not see it?
Feminism is about loving your fellow womyn. Supporting them. Caring for them. Encouraging them. Empowering them. Knowing that together we can (and have) changed the world. And regardless of what sex organs a person was born with, a woman is a woman is a woman. It’s not about what parts you have or don’t have. It’s about WHO YOU ARE. My Trans-Sisters are my sisters, they are not brothers in drag, and they deserve every bit of respect, support, love, care, encouragement, and empowerment that every other woman does.
A few weeks ago I gave a talk at one of our local high schools. I asked the students what the word gender actually meant. Most didn’t have a clue, but one young person said “It’s about how you see the world”. And that makes a whole lot of sense to me. Gender really is about your point of view. How you see yourself, and how you fit into society. That is what makes a person a woman. It’s not her breasts, her vulva or vagina, it’s not whether she has a womb or not, and it’s not her chromosomes either. It’s about how she fits in her own skin. How she sees herself. How she views herself. How she fits into her world. And that, my friends, is why I see no reason to include the prefix “trans”. It’s not that it’s a dirty word, it’s just that it’s unnecessary.
Women deserve your respect. ALL women. And if there are some who, behind the guise of a new feminist movement, don’t get that? Well, they can go… Okay, editing myself here… They can just take a freakin’ jump off one of the many bridges here in Saskatoon.