Please note that this post is considered by me to be unsafe for work due to the descriptions of sexual activity and because it includes details of some of the medical procedures connected with gender reassignment.
Introduction By The Editor Fahrenheit211
I recently received an unsolicited article from a transvestite who calls herself Evangeline and what a stunning article it is. ‘Dudes with Boobs’ is a moving and honest article from a person who has great knowledge of the transgender scene in the United Kingdom that I’m pleased to be able to feature here as a guest post.
Evangeline’s piece is excellent and is a refreshing antidote to the constant diet of ‘affirm the trans persons self image’ propaganda that is being pushed in the media and even more worryingly in our schools. If you want a different take on the whole trans thing then I would strongly advise you to read Evangeline’s heartfelt and honest words.
Dudes with boobs – By Evangeline.
It’s what we are. Chicks don’t have dicks. They can’t. What they can have is a Frankenstein-mould of a fleshy, vaguely penile-shaped stump of an object between their legs which looks like it’s been squeezed into shape from plasticine. They’ll call this their ‘penis’ and it will require the insertion of a pump in order for it to become erect and capable of penetration. They will also have synthetic testicle implants which will never be able to produce sperm. This is not a man. It might be what a genetic male would have to surgically endure after having stepped on a land-mine, in need of reconstructive surgery (Heaven forbid and forgive me such a bad analogy, but nothing else suffices).
Lots of pill-popping, cutting, scraping, filling and stitching and, ‘Hey, Presto’, you’re now a man, or a woman. Except you’re not. We’re not. Our flesh is not changed, nor are our chromosomes. I include myself as a trans woman into this equation. A FtM man is no more a man than I am a woman, and I fit quite nicely into a latex dress in case you’re wondering, but I still look like a man in a wig in a latex dress for all of my make-up skills and womanly wiles. I would never opt for surgery. The scarring a FtM would have to look at in the mirror every day would remind a person that they are not a man and I can only imagine it would constantly reinforce to a person that they are not a real man. The major chest scarring necessitated from the breast tissue removal which will never disappear, the flopping piece of flesh between the legs that looks nothing like a real penis (or the fact a person might have opted to keep her vagina rather than go down the penis pump route), and the daily dose of hormones that would need to be taken, too. All very clear reminders that you are not a man and I’m not a woman.
The same with men who have become females, especially Western men with our broad shoulders and big hands and feet and arms. Look in the mirror, you’ll still need to shave to some degree every day and get laser hair removal. There might be a scar across your throat where your Adam’s apple used to be. There might be a scar at the back of your head where the surgeon has removed some hair to implant it onto your male-pattern baldness at the front, depending on what age you started your transition. If you started quite late, you’re going to be walking around with a very obvious light-reflecting wig on that will fool no one, and unless you’re a young petite teenage boy, good luck getting a woman’s dress to fit you without needing altered. Your skin, too, depending on what age you started your transition will betray you. Male skin appears coarser, thicker then female skin, the nose more blokish, the lips usually thinner. Visually, an obvious man looks conquered when dressing as a female. Females can get away with an androgynous or masculine-look much better. Grace Jones and Annie Lennox did it and it was all fine. It was masculine and empowering. Boy George stuck on a dress and was the laughing stock. Not saying it’s right or wrong, just pointing out the obvious.
It’s not an easy life and none of the above is intended to attack or belittle anyone. I personally identify as a man trapped in a woman’s dress. I understand and accept my sex (as I do a lot of things in my life that I would like to be different, everything from my financial situation right through to my current geographic location). I might prefer to be a woman, but I also understand that I would never pass as a genetic female and I wouldn’t be prepared to endure the daily dose of verbal abuse or humiliation and stares that a man dressing up as a woman would attract. It would be bad for my self-esteem and terrible for my emotional and mental health. I would only consider an operation if I was convinced I could ‘pass’. At present, I have the best of both worlds. I can flit between going unnoticed as a boy and then get all the attention when I choose to be a girl. Trannies and trans people themselves are equally as judgmental with each other as non-trans people are towards them. Stand in a club and watch hairy Harry do a balancing act in his 2 inch heels, holding onto walls and furniture as he makes his way to the safety of a bar stool in some outfit that no self-respecting female would wear – usually something that looks like a couch cover in vinyl or leopard print. He (I would never call him ‘she’) will have the mini-skirt on and the suspenders and stockings. The more feminine of the trannies will giggle and whisper, despite hairy Harry being part of their community. The woman who is usually ‘trapped’ in a lot of these men’s bodies are females with no feminine skills at all. They’re rarely demure or modest, they’re usually always dirty big tarts.
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I’ve never understood what people mean when they say ‘I feel like a woman trapped in a man’s body’. I personally don’t feel anything other than basic human emotions and hungers – the need for food, warmth, shelter, etc. I feel quite neutered sexually. I don’t see how it’s possible to quantify ‘feeling like a woman’. Perhaps they mean they want to be a woman, and usually a particular type of woman. I think some men want to ‘feel’ how they ‘feel’ Marilyn Monroe looks. Monroe probably identified as a female and was happy with her body’s capabilities, but I doubt she could quantify the feeling of being a woman. I couldn’t tell you what ‘feeling like a man’ feels like even although I am one. Again, I have hungers, desires, emotions and I’m sure I share these same feelings with women. Period pains. Giving birth. The change of life. Those would be things that females absolutely feel that men who identify as female never will feel, and this simply lends more confusion to the ‘I feel like a woman trapped in a man’s body’ statement.
There’s so much violence needing to be done to the body in order to become a woman. I have a friend who has transitioned halfway. She went to Mexico for cheaper surgery. Essentially, she had her face cut at her hairline and peeled down and back like a banana skin, exposing the whole of her skull, so that the surgeons could shave the chin bone, nose, brows and forehead, all in a bid to look more feminine. That’s a line in the sand for me. She showed me the footage of her lying in the hospital bed afterwards. Harrowing stuff. The funny thing is, she’s keeping her penis. The majority of trans women do. They’re nothing without them. No use to anyone. Being a tranny is a very specific and sexualized thing. My friend used to be a bodybuilder and today she fasts, takes estrogen, tries to be slim and feminine. The muscle mass is reduced and the boob implants she opted for were size Dolly Parton. In the summertime, in a vest, she’ll go into a store, tits first, and the server will say, ‘How can I help you, sir?’ He reads her as being a male, and so he respectfully addresses her as such. She doesn’t complain because she realises that her right to dress as a female doesn’t carry with it the right to bully anyone’s speech or change their worldview.
The tranny scene is a highly-sexualized one (tranny being an umbrella word that all trannies use and which covers cross-dressers, chicks with dicks, dudes with boobs, sexual fetishists, transvestites, etc). I always use the word tranny and so do my friends. It’s not a bad word, but the political LGBT lobby are trying to make ‘tranny’ a bad word. One of them, a ‘body-positive’ (fat) lesbian with a mustache and the ubiquitous blue hair told me that ‘tranny’ is the new ‘nigger’ word. I told her to stay in her lane. I’ll lay off fat dykes, and she’ll keep out of my T. A lot of trannies and trans people are perplexed as to why T should be in LGBT. Being trans is not a sexuality-identity crisis or issue. But T has been hijacked by LGB in much the same way we are seeing intersex people being hijacked/forced by the political LGBT into identifying as trans. All in a bid to grow their numbers. The only people I call trans are the ones who have had the entire operation. You’ll find that these fully-transitioned people are living quiet lives and are simply trying to pass through their days unnoticed. They’re not prostituting themselves on the tranny circuit nor are they going to the sex dungeons – they couldn’t, who would want them? They don’t have dicks.
The language the trannychasers use is absolute filth (what you have is over-sexed men negotiating a fuck with another man – the only difference is that one is wearing a wig and a dress). Sweet-talk is generally always ‘you dirty fucking tart’, ‘you horny little whore’, etc. A trans woman (MtF) is useless without her penis. Transsexuality, for the most part, is a sexual fetish. A lot of trannychasers are married and identify as straight, yet a lot of them like to dress up and go with other men so long as they too are dressed as women. Some of them store their female items in the boot of the car or in the garden shed. They’d never dream of going with a man who was dressed like a man. Still other men (big, strong emblems of masculinity, become utterly submissive when confronted with a dude with boobs). They get on their knees and suck and swallow and get fucked. In their minds, going with a tranny means, to them, that they’re not gay and that their heterosexuality has been in no way compromised. They, too, would never go with one of their buddies or a gym-mate. They will take a tranny in a wig and a bit of lipstick (regardless of age or who is under the wig – it’s enough that there are feminine tropes floating around, it’s of no consequence to them who is wearing it). The most common phrase I hear from trannychasers is “I want you to fuck me in the mouth, fuck me in the ass, and make me swallow your cum, but I don’t want to come away feeling gay.”
I have to laugh. What else can you feel with a penis up your rear-end but gay? And after the 5-minute meet is over, they jog on back to their straight lifestyles. I feel sorry for them. Society has notions of gay and bi and straight, but there’s no trannychaser movement going on. I guess their shame and need for discretion negates this from ever being a thing. It’s a shame because there are so many of them.
There’s almost no need for an LGBT movement or any kind of movement for any perceived ‘marginalized’ people in the UK today. We live in one of the fairest societies on the planet. We have anti-discrimination laws in place to protect everyone’s rights regardless of sexuality, gender, physical capability, race, mental health, etc. We also have agencies in place to ensure these laws are upheld, from police to tribunals to lawyers to Citizen’s Advice to the judicial system. If any group of people aren’t happy with equal treatment then that means they want special treatment. And what is so different about a person’s sexual preferences? Why does that merit a special pink bubble? If you break it right down, being gay is nothing more than un-‘natural’ sex acts (the bum is an exit, and I understand a lot of hetero couples enjoy anal sex too, and more, but they aren’t out on the street screaming for their own bubble to exist in). Yes, there was a time when gays were denied their rights but those days are gone, the battle has been won, we’re free to have as much bum sex as we like. Gay people are not physically disabled and they’re not mentally impaired, as a whole.
The battle or issue that’s most troublesome today is the trans one. While trannies and ‘gender-fluid’ mentally-ill people are screaming for rights, they are either oblivious to or don’t care about the fact that they are impeding on the rights of others, especially women. The trans movement is one that seeks to bully and police people’s language and demand that people change their way of thinking and their perception of the world in order to accommodate a trans’ person’s delusions. Even as a tranny, big hairy Harry the truck driver isn’t ever getting a ‘madam’ or ‘she’ from my mouth. And if I were a female and Harry, identifying as a woman that day, came into a space where I was using the toilet or changing clothing I feel my rights would be compromised. But in today’s politically correct environment the majority are increasingly having to give way to the minority. Trans people forget that the people who are in the spaces that they demand entrance to have rights also. Trans people think only their rights matter. There’s no room for negotiation with them. Today I’m a girl so I’m going to hang out in the ladies’ room. Tomorrow I might be a boy. Who knows? I can be gender-fluid and non-binary and nothing means anything any more and women’s rights are spiraling backwards in time. Men are NOT experiencing the same issues with trans men (FtM) demanding access to their spaces.
Already we’re seeing FtM trans people (who decided to keep their wombs coz you know having a set of ovaries makes you feel extra-manly) birthing babies and it’s hailed over the media as ‘UK’s first man to give birth’. NO. It’s a woman who has a big hairy chest and there’s a kid sucking on the hairy tittie and probably getting a hair caught in its throat coz its mother wants to look like a dude. ENOUGH with the word spaghetti. Common sense must prevail. It’s ironic that it’s women who are creating these problems for other women. I recently was a victim of online abuse and the police put me in touch with an LGBT support group. I spoke to the woman on the phone, she had a woman’s name and a woman’s voice, and it wasn’t until after a few emails were exchanged that I noticed SHE had a statement at the end of HER emails saying that HER preferred pronouns where him/he/they/them. I had contacted the police to say I was being counseled by the GIRL’S name, a genuine mistake and momentary lapse on my behalf. The LGBT support group was unforgiving. There was no room for human error on my behalf. I, the victim, suddenly became the aggressor due to that person’s preferred pronoun not being the number one thing at the front of my mind when I was liaising with police in relation to the threat of a home visit by ISIS members. I told them in no uncertain terms what they could do with their preferred pronoun madness and lack of forgiveness.
Accommodating my tranny community to this extent is societal madness. I’m 50 now but in my youth I always wanted to be a girl. I grew up in a household full of women, was the youngest child and I loved my elder sisters. I wanted to be them. I was aware of the differences, that I had a penis where they had a vagina, and that I was a boy who would become a man whereas they would go on to be women. If a fairy godmother had asked me at that time in my life ‘would you like to be a girl’, and if all it took was the shaking of a magic wand then I would have said yes. But the language and tools of puberty suppression and hormone-blockers weren’t around in the industrial days of my youth and surgery is something I would never opt for. So I went through puberty, was an androgynous teen, never could have told you I needed to be a girl, never knew what it was to ‘feel like’ a boy, and was happy enough dressing in whatever clothing and makeup I wanted to wear.
Studies today are showing us that 98% of children who have gender dysphoria issues absolutely accept their birth sex after they go through puberty, and yet an industry has sprung up around suppressing children’s natural puberty development. It’s pharmaceutical, it’s big-money. If you can afford it you can have it. It’s also child abuse. The brain doesn’t stop developing until a person is around 21 years of age. Who thinks a 10 year old boy gets to decide that he will be a girl?
