blather: claiming my peeps

[arrow00]

As a woman who sang bass in choir, who was so flat chested she got teased in swim class, and whose voice changed when she hit puberty (oh fun), I claim Caster Semenya as my peeps and say the ass hats demanding a gender test before they award her the gold medal should go stuff their ideas of gender into the tiniest orifice in their bodies they can find. Preferably one that will cause a painful infection later.

Comments

[secretlybronte.livejournal.com]

You know, it's completely infuriating. And if they were "just" gender essentialists, I think I could look at them and say they were backward bigots. And despise them, obviously. What I need, however, is for someone to explain to me why a psychologist is on the committee of people deciding whether she is a woman.

So, you need to have the right hormones, apparently. And you need to have the goods downstairs. But then they want to just, you know, "check" with you to see what you consider yourself. In case you secretly consider yourself a dude. Or maybe so they can find out whether you wear dresses enough(?). So they can weigh it all with the gender expert and decide whether you're actually entitled to consider yourself female and let you know. Good god.

[arrow00.livejournal.com]

it's *utterly* infuriating. it's invasive and patronizing and ten kinds of sexist. (you notice that it's never an issue on the men's side of the fence.) get *this* quote from the IAAF buttwipe:

“We have to be very scrupulously fair and sensitive about” the issue, IAAF spokesman Nick Davies said Thursday. “It’s all very well people saying she’s a man, she looks like a man—that’s not good enough. You have to be very careful and cautious about that.”

biased, much?