Don’t think it. Don’t think it. Don’t think it. Too late. Impostor. Panic. Accept. Move on. Conference. Women’s conference. Not for you. For women. Impostor. Transsexual. Liar. Simulacrum. Fake. Stop it. Stop. Just stop. Conference starting. No time. Dry hair. Curl hair. Pluck brows. Apply make-up. Choose clothes. Accessorise. Ugh.
If you find it difficult to understand a straightforward paper it might be appropriate for you to take a step back, acknowledge that you aren’t competent to hold opinions, and refrain from commenting on a literature that is beyond your expertise.
Here are my reasons. Why do I linguistically identify myself as a woman, and what does that statement mean when I say it? I leave it to the reader to decide for themselves whether these justifications constitute a delusion.
There is a strange kind of intellectual myopia that academics are vulnerable to whenever the subject of transgender rights comes up. People who might under normal circumstances speak in a careful and measured fashion suddenly become prone to wild exaggeration and reckless generalisations. I am genuinely baffled as to why this happens, but I have some hypotheses.
I have to worry about my right to use public toilets, whether I’ll have my genitals groped at airports, whether my identity documents will be believed, whether I have access to medical care, whether my rape ‘really’ counts, whether I’m allowed to participate in society as a normal person, and what do they want to talk about… are trans people being too mean to this poor journalist?