Yeah, what I know is basically from the movie, in terms of that. I know that lots of the really hardcore radical feminists of the time went to visit her in prison and supported her.
I’ve read bits and pieces, but not the whole thing… I should, probably.
He’s standing in the rounded area just to the right of the bottom blue tour boat. Drivers on Michigan Avenue won’t see or hear him there, and it’s easy for pedestrians to avoid him, but there also isn’t any room for a real crowd to collect. Also, it’s very noisy there so it’s hard to hear anyone speaking, even with a microphone.
Nobody ever makes speeches or protests there, for good reason.
I don’t recommend it. Badly written bullshit. Representation matters and transgender people should be able to see themselves in our entertainment and art. More transgender characters is a good thing
The system just chided me for replying to @anon97585346 too much. Apparently I should be making room for other voices.
I wish trans people had just a fraction of a percent of the amount of power that transphobes say we do.
Representation matters so much. When I was a teen struggling with dysphoria, there was almost no representation and that left me feeling isolated and confused for years. There were some trans forums I visited that helped some, but discussions regarding the gatekeeping of care, among other things, led me to just bottling everything up and suffering through years of dysphoric breakdowns. While it was slow going, I only began the process of accepting myself once trans representation started to increase.
Positive representation would have really helped me with figuring myself out younger. I learned that people like me existed from an ad in the back of a porno mag we found in the back alley as kids. An ad for phone sex with ‘chicks with dicks’. Couple that with media representations like crime shows where we were sex-workers and murder victims, Jerry Springer et al, and I had a very negative view towards being trans, so I bottled up my emotions and spent the next 30+ years doing everything I could to just be cis. It harmed me immensely.
It makes me so happy these days that young trans kids get to see positive representation, hopefully that will help them avoid the years of dull, grey depression that I endured.
The kids I see are still scared of a society where a vocal minority want them to cease to be, but at least they know that they exist, that trans is a thing, and there are others like them. That, and that there are folks who will support and go to bat for them. Including occasionally grumpy pediatricians educating backwards, terrified parents. I choose to view the current hysteria as the dying screams of bigots who know their time is coming to an end and cannot comprehend how it came to be that non-straight, cis, white males became actual people. I, for one, am more than ready to yield center stage to a much more diverse and open-minded cast of characters. May the next generations treat us more gently than we have them.
It really doesn’t set you up for a healthy relationship with your gender when you first see it as a fetish, does it? I used ‘it’s a fetish’ to justify looking at that kind of content to myself, while deep down I knew I just wanted to be one of them. It took a lot of active denial to maintain that wall.