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cause or effect

Cause or Effect?

Am I trans?

Seems like a ridiculous question.  And yet, here I am asking it anyway.

This is not a semantic or political issue for me, and it’s not a debate about the meaning of the word or the condition.

The question is meant simply to ask whether the girl part of me is really part of my true nature or not.

I have been an observer of this scene long enough to have come to the conclusion that there are a host of reasons why guys dress up as girls, and many of them have little to do with a female spirit living inside them – at least in my view.

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Wardrobe Malfunction

So there I was, getting out of my car in my coolest and loveliest sundress.  I locked the car and put my keys in my purse.  Then, hoisting my purse onto my shoulder, I walked behind the car, preparing to cross the street.

I heard a metallic clank and looked down and back to see a sewer grate.  What could have made the noise, I wondered.  I knew my keys were in my purse.  So was my cellphone.  And, my sunglasses were on my head.

Oh well, could have been anything…  I had to pee, so I went on my way.

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Mad Mad World – No Consideration for Others

Has common sense gone out the window?  Have people no sense of decorum, or consideration for others?

I could do no better than to shake my head in disappointment and shame after reading a story published by SF Weekly (their blogs section @  /thesnitch/2011/06/crossdressing_man_us_airways.php) late last month.  It concerned the denial of boarding privileges to a black football player who was wearing sagging baggy pants that exposed his underwear, while, in a separate incident, allowing a white man in his 60s to board wearing only a bra and panties. (Click here for the original story. ed. note: link removed due to security concerns about originating site.)

This whole episode offends me on so many levels. 

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Invisible

I am not accustomed to the political side of transgender life, so my attendance at today’s Trans March was a new thing for me.

As you can see from the photos, in the course of my participation, I happened to lend a hand to a couple of girls who were carrying a banner, and was photographed doing so.

Not a good idea for someone whose family and friends don’t know about my alter-ego. I had some concern I would end up on the front page of the newspaper and so made a point of checking the headlines and video.

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Pride Goeth Before the Summer

Being Pride Week hereabouts, I thought a post on Pride would be appropriate.  The title of this post is, of course, a play on the well-known biblical phrase from Proverbs.

So, what is Pride?  Well, depends who you ask.

These days, you are most apt to hear about it being a celebration of GLBT (+ an alphabet soup of other letters that have been appended thereto) rights, achievements, solidarity, community.

And, we have much to celebrate, and much awareness still to bring to the community at large; we have come far but have far to go.

But, much about the Pride parade has always made me uncomfortable. 

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Section 8

I read things once, and then again… not sure I understand it even now…

In Thailand, where 21 year-olds must report for military conscription, being a crossdresser gets you out of duty.  Permanently.

It also gets you a certificate that you must present to every employer, stating that you have a “permanent psychological abnormality.”

Interestingly, those who have had breast implants or SRS are not immediately exempt, and must report for 3 years before gaining their exemption.

My inference:  if you’re wearing women’s clothes but not transitioning, you’re a state-certified nut.

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The Long Wait

Bathroom use for tgirls seems to be all the rage as a hot-button issue for the acceptance of trans people – a ridiculous shame of digression and distraction.

In any event, I had a bit of a challenging experience yesterday.  I usually just go in, quietly proceed to an open stall, do my business and get out without making an issue of the whole thing.

But, the restaurant where I was last night had a women’s washroom that had a beautiful waiting area complete with vinyl sofa and it was meant to be used; there were only 2 little cabinets off in the corner.  The restaurant is rather large, so it should come as little surprise that there was a line – and there would always be a line…

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Slim and None

(…continued from “A Good Man is Hard to Find”…)

In a recent post, I talked about how hard it was to find a good man in pursuit of testing my boundaries as a woman.

More and more, I am starting to feel that, rather than wanting to know how it might feel to be picked up in a bar, I’d much rather find a mate in a different context.

The sad truth is that I am very much starting to think in terms of romance – not love, mind you, but romance.

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A Good Man is Hard (to Find)

For women, finding the right man can be a hard thing to do in the best of circumstances.  But, for me, the difficulty is off the charts.

Just being trans whittles down the pool by more than 90%, I figure.  But that’s just the beginning.

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Nice Idea, But Will It Fly? – PC Air

A new Thai regional airline, PC Air, is recruiting transgender people for its cabin staff positions.

Nice as it is, this news would be more significant if it were being done by a successful and experienced airline.

The reality is that this is a new startup, founded by fortune-teller Piyo Chantraporn, 47, who said he had a “sixth-sense” insight which spurred him to launch the airline. He and realty businessman Chatrawiwat Klumkomol raised 200 million baht to set up the venture.

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