I’m sorry, that wasn’t very funny.
Pam went to the trouble of writing a real post that I just saw.
(She quotes another blogger, Jeremy at Good as You:
How does one even respond? Do you say that yes, in fact, under ENDA, one could still freely tell the blonde above that she must tone down her wardrobe and makeup to fit the company dress code? Or do you question why “homosexual” and “pansexual” are grouped with the available gender options, as if one’s sexual orientation or proclivity is the same thing as their gender identity? Do you ask who, exactly, would use the “not sure” bathroom and question why even in the fearmongery, offensive world of TVC’s making would such an option be necessary? Or should you point out that in the transgender community, she-male is considered highly offensive (much along the lines of “faggot,” which we hope TVC would not feel it okay to use)?
Well, I have the strong sense that that last approach would just be a waste of time. I know that Jeremy’s doing a bit of exasperated tongue-in-cheek here, but I think that all of these rhetorical points are a dead loss. As far as Lou is concerned, sexual orientation is gender nonconformity is gender confusion–and trans anything is equally null a set. None of these preferences or needs are valid, and the people who insist on keeping them with dignity cannot be allowed either their freedom or the simple respect of acknowledgement.)
Awhile back–right around the Eli Clare piece on links between disability and trans autonomy–Blue asked whether I or other trans bloggers saw any parallels between trans stuff and disability stuff (the answer is yes, lots, and hopefully more later). I guess one of them would be this one: this total inability to understand that those other people have lives and bodies, too–that they have needs as non-negotiable as yours, and require provision for them just like anyone else would. They buy and proceed to wear clothing! They eat in restaurants! They get hay fever (or herpes) and require prescription medication! They read books from local libraries and bookstores! They go to the movies! They attend funerals in cemeteries! They scope out local singles bars!
And where they don’t, they probably would really like to.
Most people need bathrooms. Lou Sheldon goes to the bathroom. (I mean, I hope he does.) Not being able to go to the bathroom is a huge problem. It can ruin your job, your shopping trip, your anniversary party, your vacation, your excursion out of your own house. It can even cause other people to pre-emptively ruin those things for you. It’s stressful and painful and deeply humiliating. It can endanger your health–and I’m not even talking about people who might have special health issues with regard to their bladders or kidneys or bodies. It can even get you arrested. Trans and gender-variant people have huge problems finding safe bathrooms, and they suffer as a result.
I have trouble attributing this mysterious exemption from a pretty rudimentary human need–one that would probably make perfect sense to Lou Dobbs if it were a complaint from many other groups of people–to anything other than a reflexive rejection of the humanity of transpeople, just it must be with disabled people. That impression is only strengthened by this idea that Sheldon has that transpeople are ridiculous and unreasonable for wanting access to toilets, for wanting to enter a public restroom without fear of reprisal.