I thought I was done with my whole schtick about transgender language and then another thing rose up from the watery depths and made me feel foolish and ignorant. Instead of being a good little girl and blushing and issuing deep apologies, I did my usual thing and asked, “wait, isn’t it possible I was the right one in all of this?” In fact, I usually assume I am anyway, so what gave me pause? The word of the day of course is ‘transgendered’; real word or bumpkinesqe pidgin English that paints a picture of me stoking up a coal fired still in the heart of Appalachia?
When I was a trans newbie, I stepped in it all the time. I was still often marking myself as one of the mouth breathers by throwing around taboo relics like ‘transvestite’, ‘hermaphrodite’, and ‘she-male’. OK, not the last one. Never the last one. All the while I was trying to relegate ‘transsexual’ to the dust bin of Webster’s ‘once-acceptable-but-now-naughty’ words to little avail. It’s OK, I’m still working at it. Since I’ve advanced a few levels, I kind of got it, but still super vague on a number of things. I mentioned before I’m clueless with the whole third gender pronouns. Last Spectrum meeting there was someone who I think preferred ‘zim’ or ‘zir’, and I made every effort not to engage because I knew I was going to fuck that up royally. I’m also still pretty shaky when it comes to gender queer. Oh, I validate it, but I put my stamp on there after only skimming the manifesto, and only then after a 2 hour night’s sleep. I totally support them, whatever that is exactly. I realize I sound like a real piece of work here, but please listen, I apparently don’t even have my own stuff set just yet.
Right here in my own blog, or maybe the repost in PinkEssense, someone make it a point to state that my use of ‘transgendered’ to describe myself was soundly incorrect. “After all, you wouldn’t describe someone homosexual as being ‘gayed’, would you?” They had me, I would never. I really felt like a giant boob, issued apology and explained myself as someone who makes up words all the time. That is true, I do, and it’s a cold snap in Death Valley when someone actually notices and corrects me. It’s naary when they do, but I try to hold my ground. In any case, I made the unusual call that they knew, and I must certainly be wrong. I stopped using it for months, gloating in my keen understanding of the educated trans persons razor sharp patois.
You know of course that since then I have seen other people use it over and over again. At first I nodded to myself sagely for being in the know. “Ah, there went I before becoming the very flower of articulation. Poor, poor ladies, for they know not what they say.” Just recently then I was tooling around on Jenny Boylan’s website because as a trans writer, she’s kind of a heroine to me. Dammit, right there, on her own site, presumably in her own words in the ‘About Jenny’ section, “Transgendered author, Jennifer Finney Boylan...” Yet again, I felt like a giant boob. All those people I was raising my eyebrow at were right, and here was I, the smirking fool with an eyebrow raised that hadn’t even been plucked properly in a few weeks. Really have to keep up on that. If Jenny said it, then it has to be a real thing. And even it wasn’t before, I think we can allow her the right to coin words and have them accepted. If I can get away with it, she sure can.
When I stopped and thought a little more, it all made sense in a way, at least in my own mind. Just because ‘gayed’ isn’t a word doesn’t invalidate ‘transgendered’ as being one. They are two different things and two very different words. If you look at the transgender condition, the most common theme is that adopting it as a self description usually follows some kind of grand revelation we were keeping from ourselves. Yes, we were born transgender and always were, but didn’t own it until sometime later. At that point we became transgendered; transitioned from the self identification of our outward birth gender to our true gender. If I were a peasant girl, unaware of being next in line for the throne, then finally coroneted, I would say I was queened since I wasn’t aware before. OK, I looked that up and apparently that word has some other implications, but you know what I mean I hope. Anyway, in my mind I would describe myself as being transgender, or a transgendered person. OK, I’m good now.
michellelianna
Comment by Randi R. on July 17, 2012 at 7:06am Michelle,
I love to read your posts, pithy, funny, on point.
Since language was never my strong point and I grew up where English was a second language (Jersey, which is never called New Jersey by its inhabitants), I probably used to say, " I am trangendered." A friend corrected me, too, on the proper way to say it: "I am transgender." They did that whole "the verb here is 'am' and transgender is adverb, so how could it possibly be a past tense?" thing. Funny that no one has yet figured out I was asleep during English class and didn't wake up from it until 45 years later.
Transition is a learning journey that requires courage on several steps. It is almost "boldly going where no woman has gone before". An exception between us and starship filled with the best and brightest the Star Fleet Academy can offer is that many of us face the music alone, without a single person saying unreservedly that we are going along with you on this journey. While some of us have ground support, that still means we will make mistakes and have to own up to them. My god, we are less than perfect! (When did that happen?)
Enjoy the new worlds you will be discovering.
OMG Michelle STOP! I almost peed myself and I am trying to get a broadcast script together! I REALLY have to stop reading you until I get home on Tuesday evenings!
Comment by HELEN BRADY on July 18, 2012 at 12:09am I just posted a dictionary for cisgenderED people on Literotica. The ed has the meaning of in the past it happened.
Comment by Allison Elizabeth on July 18, 2012 at 8:12pm I have been thinking about this ever since I first read it. My thought is that there is absolutely nothing wrong with saying I am Transgendered. Think about it We say I am boreD, I am tireD, You are fireD, etc...None of them are past tense. And today I saw a roadsign that said Road work ahead. Be PREPARE to stop and that just seemed weird! I think it all has to do with the "er" sound at the end of the word. Now for my 2 cents worth...You would THINK that of all the hassles we have to deal with that we wouldn't worry about labels like that, but my final word here is that i doesn't matter to me what you call me....so long as it's not late for dinner!
Comment by Bethany Davis on July 20, 2012 at 1:47pm 
Comment by Lana Moore on July 23, 2012 at 9:42am When it comes to the transgendered vs transgender, I'm still in the "transgender" camp. I'm not an English scholar, but my feeling is that it describes who I am, not something that happened to me.
I personally had a brief discussion about this with Jenny Boylan and Mara Keisling. It was a few years ago when we were all at SCC. I can't remember our conversation verbatim, but the impression I got from both of them is that, although transgenderED had been the early standard vernacular of our community, "transgender" is actually more correct, yet they agreed a case could be made for "ED" and so it wasn't worth arguing incessantly over.
Since that time, I started using only "transgender," but instances of transgenderED can still be found in some of my earlier writings.
Comment by Annette Brunette on August 10, 2012 at 7:18pm Quite amusing. In a Yahoo group one of the ladies jumped all over another one for using the "ed" on transgender. As an androgyne/genderqueer (whatever) I don't give a rat's bee hind what anyone calls me...shemale, guy in a dress, cd, tv, tg, sir, ma'am...whatever. And for the record I'm not familiar with all those funky pronouns either. And if people ask what I am I tell them "crossdresser" even though I look exactly the same whether in male or female mode (really!) and don't really crossdress but "androgyne" or "genderqueer" (bi-gendered, ambi-gendered, a-gendered, multi-gendered...sheeesh does it ever end???) just doesn't sound as sexy.
Being gender ambiguous has its amusing moments such as the time I was in line at a New England Patriots game and the ticket taker told me I had to wait in the (very long) women's line. I told him twice that I was male and finally had to show him my drivers license before he would let me in the men's line. Then there was the time I paid for my card at a Hallmark store and the clerk (a lady in her 50's or 60's) said 'Thank you sir....I mean ma'am' and I looked at her, smiled and said, "Sir". You should have seen the look on her face. Priceless.
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