"BUTCH transwomen"...I know right?

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Just when you thought the trans community couldnt stretch CRAZY any further, this!

And the thing is there will be some academic nut-fucks who will think this fruitcake is being "transgressive"!!!

Meanwhile Butch women continue being invisible, ignored and remain voiceless amid the din of patriarchy! Except well when they use the "ladies"!

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Mtf Men and Violence

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I think since I am seeing more post like these with greater regularity I'm going to begin making a concerted effort to cap and post them just to illustrate how little some faux 'mones, a crap wig and some cosmetic body mod. make in altering the male propensity for violence.

I'll refrain from going into and going off about the gross misogyny, sexism and male plastic gazed idea of women Mr. Mtf (clearly an autogynephile) typifies in his post and instead say a few words about male power over women's bodies and the male violence used to achieve that power and control.

There is an interesting unchallenged, unchanging pedestrianism to the misogyny that occurs while simultaneously exemplifying one of the greatest differences between (and I'm speaking majority here) women who "transition" and men who "transition". Women seek "transition" not as a means of gaining power over the male body, not as a means of raping the male body, nor as a means of violence against the male body. Women who "transition" utilize the male form as a means of covering up/hiding their female form. This is where their misogyny (pathological though it may be) is in unison with all women's internalized misogyny.

Men who "transition" seek power and control over the female body by believing through "transition" they can own this form as their very own. Possess the female body on a level that most men have never dreamed! Even for all the pain and discomfort that takes place while they "dilate" their penis-vag is its own form of them raping they're man-made female idea. This isnt merely about the cheap thrills Mtf men gain from occupying women's spaces. I'm speaking about the violence Mtf men have gleaned through pathological patriarchal norms regarding women and how they apply that violence to their own cosmetically created (think god here) female form as a way of acting out the violence they truly feel for women. And in turn the violence they are willing to dish out through verbal means, character assaults or physical violence as indicated in this Mtf man's post here when one doesnt buy into their delusion.

MALE-to-female "transitioning" is is the same old patriarchal violence against women accept packaged in an ugly dress and size 14 shoes!

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Butch women equals Male, How Original!

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Butches are men because they "look" like men and therefore cannot be feminist...lol WOW! Did you think that one up all by yourself or did you revert to the same old tired shit spouted by white straight middle class "feminist" from 45 years ago used to dismiss Butch women from the movement? I'm curious, do tell...

Butch women LOOK like butch women BECAUSE we're Butch women. We do not "attempt" to look "tough", thats your hetero patriarchal goggles at work, similar to those rose coloured one's you're wearing underneath, only worse. Butch women are the greatest threat to patriarchy, but I wouldnt expect a girl like yourself whose lips seem securely and tightly wrapped around patriarchays stale cock to understand that.

It is no coincidence that Butch women remain invisible, invisible to each other and invisible to other women. Our very nature is irrefutably more radical than any feminist movement that has ever existed and in all likelihood will ever exist. Our mere existence is an affront to patriarchy and its misogynistic tactics used to control women and girls like yourself. Our natures cannot be subsumed within the "feminine" construct, anymore than can our natures be consumed by the "masculine" construct. Butch women truly are the ONLY women born cage free, and of only a small number of women who lives continue prospering despite the patriarchal difficulties sans cage.

Now if that isnt seditious my dear, nothing is!

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Butch Need and the Construction/Destruction of Butch Identity

I'm not a boy. But I'm in boy space. I navigate boyhood while being a girl. I learn the boy ropes. Boy rules are applied to me. I find myself partly confused, and partly proud by this application. I don't remember filling a boy app. out though, but surely I must have. I forgot is all. I have no girl friends, only boy friends, of them it is a constant sizing up; him sizing me up, me him, him him. "Do you want to wrestle" a boy asks? "Ok" I answer. I take him down quickly. I now understand the game, I'm three years old. "Wrestling" is fighting, without fighting. "Wrestling" tells us both who is stronger, it tells other boys too. If Paris is the toughest boy in 3rd grade and I beat Paris wrestling? I beat Paris, but I'm not a boy. There will be a long line of boys I will wrestle in my youth, I will beat all them, a true Olympian only without the gold or glory.

I also learn from my boy-girlhood that if hurt I cant cry, REAL boys don't cry. I'm not a real boy anyways, I'm a girl, so I cant even afford to wince. Not even while jumping a ramp 5 cement bricks high (the record) and landing on my head sliding onto the gravel road I live on. I didn't cry. Not even while my friend is taking his school ruler (a trick I discovered) to scrape the gravel from underneath the skin in my back and shoulder where it had caught. I still have the scar on my right shoulder.
Fourth, fifth and six grade I have to catch the bus from the elementary school. The winters my best friend and I leave early to catch the bus so we have time to play King of the Mountain. The pile of snow is as tall as the school and as we approach littered with a few dozen boys. We're a team. We take the mountain over right off, only he and I on top, we defend the mountain till the bus comes. We do this all winter, some boys hate us, but they're only peasants, we're Kings! I learn in school only boys are Kings, I'm confused again.

There is a subtle shift between the boys and the girls in about grade 6, something is changing. Boys are noticing girls and girls are noticing boys and boys want girls to notice them. I want girls to notice me too, but they don't. Girl/boy games begin being played, I promptly learn this is a game in which I can only be a lonely spectator, I watch from the sidelines till tenth grade. I'm noticed and I know I'm noticed, I like it, it feels so fucking good, but so fucking scary. She's a cheerleader, I start going to all the football games. She finds me at halftimes, I walk her home from the games other times. She smells sooo good. I find out her perfume (wild musk), I buy a small bottle at the drugstore so I can smell her even when she's not around. I realize my best friend likes her too. He doesnt say, but I know. He tells me I'm hanging out with her too much, I think not enough, every second of every day wouldnt be enough. I realize he's jealous.

One day after football, my friend and I are tossing the ball around, practicing plays, talking. He brings her up in the conversation. He tells me some negative stories he has heard about her the previous year, before we knew her. I don't believe him, then or now. She was a nice girl, but I don't say that. I just listen. As we're throwing the football back and forth to each other, he builds a case against her to me. I'm still just listening. He says "this is what you need to do...." I dont wanna do what he proposes. She'll get hurt. I hurt her, she says she "hates" me. I hate me. I tell myself it was for the greater good of my friendship with my best friend, I know it was really because I was afraid. Too afraid to let her get close me and too young to know vulnerability doesnt equal weakness. Something I still have to remind myself from time to time.

The next year, another cheerleader, another mutual crush, only without the strength of emotion I feel for the first, but a similar situation does ensue. She's in my biology 102 class, I flunked biology 101 the previous year. My nickname at home is "no-good-ignorant-kid", to which I usually respond with a smart alec "I'm not ignorant", I dont deny not being "no good". Sometimes though just to be sure I'm not really ignorant, I have to test myself. So I take the more difficult class than the one I flunked. I apply myself, I'm acing the class, I'm not ignorant. She knows a mutual friend who sits next to me, so she starts sitting with us. I help her from time to time with her homework and tests. She calls me at home sometimes, she calls my best friend at home too. We're surprised when we find out she's calling us both. She invites me to some of her away games, I go. My friend starts talking about her a lot, he's never talked about any girl this much. He really likes her. He's 16 and has never had a girlfriend. I think he wants her for his first. An opportunity arises during a basketball game which I know will cause her to dislike me. I cause her to dislike me, she stops talking to me and sits somewhere else in biology class. My friend and her date for most of 11th grade.

The year after that, again another cheerleader. I have her in one class. Her brother starts playing football with the group of kids I play with. He tells me "my sister talks about you all the time". I ask what she says about me, he's faithful to her and says "only good things", then laughs. Hmmm. She must like me I think. She's thin with short black hair, cute as well as cocky. Being shy myself, cocky is good. I'm not doing well in the class of mine that she is also in. She makes me copy her homework so I'll pass. I could really like her. I do really like her. She's nice and makes mention often to me about how "tough" I am. She says "tough" like she's impressed. She says "tough" and I feel heat in my pants. I dont know what any of it means and wont for years to come. I think she knows I have a bad home life, she alludes to it. I say little and feel ashamed. She's slowly trying to get close to me, and I can feel it. But my shame is greater than my need. I quit school half-way through the second semester. I never see her again, nor do I make an attempt to.

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Catholics and the Truth about Trannys

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I dont know what the hell is going on but lordy lordy I NEVER thought the day would come that I would see (largely) eye to eye with the Catholics about anything!!!!!

HOLY FUCKING HELL AND A BAG OF ROSARY BEADS!

I'm on my way out to buy lots of water and food rations because clearly Armageddon is on the horizon!

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Michfest and the great Butch Hope

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This cap is from an unreleased comment made by a regular of the Michfest forums/fests. She has made no bones about her numerously obsessive complaints regarding me to Michfest authorities both through snail mail and on the forum.

Fine. I am now banned from there. My woman's voice hushed to make room for the ample voice of patriarchy. It sickens me, yes. But I can accept that, its nothing new. When have women not been silenced in the face of patriarchy, especially by other women? Thats the craftiness of misogyny, women hating women who hate patriarchy, women silencing women who to dare to speak against it and all the while hating themselves. Its the perfect system to ensure patriarchy remains ruling supreme and ensuring women remain active in their own effacement/destruction. The latter being one of the little shits and giggles patriarchy snickers about as women service their sorry cocks while on bended knee.

But what I cannot and will not except is being silenced in my own sweet patriarchally free space! Michfest is clearly no longer a man free zone, if in doubt feel free to attend the "trans" workshop given by an ftM wo-MAN this year. But THIS space IS and will remain a tranny free man free no fly zone! The women of Michfest wanted me gone, and so I'm gone. But that wasn't and isn't enough, I'm still speaking, still being heard and that makes me the most frightening thing on the fucking planet, a Butch woman with a voice and a brain to use it! All the fucking einsteins, oppenheimers, fermis and the like cannot amass a device equaling the shear raw power and potential for multitudinous destruction's than a vocal Butch woman!

Every man-made idea, law, rule, decree, edict, fiat, formula or recipe, WE Butch women defy by our very nature! A nature born of woman, for women in natural opposition to patriarchy, in natural defiance TO patriarchy! Just when patriarchy believed all his bases were covered, the cage he crafted so well for women taking him centuries to build bar by bar through rapes, torments, murders, mutilations, threats, abuses, tortures and intimidation's he's over looked just one: the Butch woman! Unlike other women, we do not have to consciously refuse his cage, we were never born into it! And no amount of plying, stretching or reconfiguring that cage is going to make it accommodate us!

Butch women defy patriarchy! Butch women are CAGE FREE!

So dear "bunny" if you're reading this, and I KNOW you are, you have seen the future and she is ME!

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Michfest Misogyny-Pro Trans-Anti Women

If you read here regularly you know I was banned from the Michfest forum recently for defending the Michfest woman-born-woman policy which clearly is no longer in its true existence. Michfest has sank to the lowly place of so many many other lesbian arena's whereby only those who want a cock, have a cock or defend those who want a cock or have a cock have a voice. All other voices are silenced through either threats or bannings or both.

I stumbled over there yesterday because my tracker picked up a hit from there and I wondered if something was going on. One of the few lone true Femmes there expressed she felt sad that I had been banned and my voice silenced. Then this nonsense was posted in refute, from a defender of cock including the mutilated pretzeled dick of her Mtf boyfriend:





I give you a tiny random sampling of Alison's "within the guideline" comments:

These are only as I said a handful of the comments Alison has said directly to me in the last 6 months. There are countless other similar comments made to other women who share like views with myself.

So what gives, Alison is obviously not banned, her voice not permanently silenced, yet mine is and remains silent. The only difference between my comments and hers is mine have points, validity and passion regardless of occasional crudity. Hers are angry, crude and personally attacking. Mine fight directly to rid that forum and Michfest of any male trace no matter the sex! Hers defends male presence at Michfest in whatever guise the drugs take.

She's still speaking, my voices neck has been strangled mute. Patriarchy gains not only entrance into Michfest this year, but its running the fucking show!

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