I chose a life in the Great Social Discourse of Doom when I helped push Atheism Plus to establish a blog network of its own, back when that was a thing.  It’s a lot of work though, and I’m not usually up for it.  But I potentially poked that bee’s nest on my last post, so I need to clarify my position.

If someone hates it enough, they’re welcome to go talk shit about me somewhere else.  If they agree, they can agree quietly because I don’t feel like discussing it.  My hope is that, especially if you’re a trans woman, you will be neutral to it.  You will not necessarily agree at all, but you’ll be willing to let a well-intentioned comrade abide.

This is my opinion on all SJW discourse at the end of the day.  The project is to make the world a better place, not to establish an orthodoxy to which all good people must conform.  You need to be OK with disagreement, or we’ll keep having the stock leftist struggle of never achieving a coalition, always being buried beneath the power of conformity found in the fascists.

Agree with me or don’t, but I hope if you find something strongly disagreeable in what follows, you’ll still be able to tolerate coming around here most of the time, because most of the time I’m not discoursing like this, right?  And I like to see your pretty faces.  For now, let the acrimony begin…

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So, I’m kind of an outlier on FreeThought Blogs in that the only social media I use (unless you count this blog as social media) is tumblr, aka trunglr, aka the blue hellsite.  As I understand it, the dominant early user culture was teenage girls who used to post onceler slashfic on deviantart and who, around the time I sarted using it, had just grown up to post thirsty gifs of aol-time-warner-disneed-marble’s the revengers.  dot com.  And Sexy Demon Hunter Bros and Captain Whom’st and Stanklock, I forget.

These girls, some amount of which went onto become boys or somewhere inbetween style creatures, were at that age where social justice discourse becomes a thing – trying to converge on an acceptable way to be, to separate yours from theirs, with yours being the good and theirs being the unacceptable.  This was against an internet backdrop of gamergate/MRAjr culture battling liberal nerd culture types who framed all their feminist articles in terms of baby wizard shit.  Innocent times, but the bloom was coming off the rose.

The way I see it, the main political successes of tumblr were, in chronological order: making asexual youths sad, organizing the terf movement, and getting young leftists not to vote, condemning us to fascist hell forever.  All the political projects you’d want to succeed did not.  Still, compare that to facebook et al helping coordinate ethnic cleansing, and it’s not quite so bad.  All social media sucks major ass, but it’s replaced other forms of reading in our collective consciousness, it’s got us hooked.  I quit it sometimes, only to find myself needing to fill my brain with something in a quiet moment where music and other good things aren’t quite tenable, and it’s just right there, you know?

The current thing making me want to quit tumblr forever is trans infighting.  Terfs love that shit, but the fighters are locked in, and can’t escape.  Particularly the trans women.  Personally I think it all started with oppression olympics, and is an object lesson in why you should not fuck with that shit.

Let’s play that game for a second.  Who has it the worst in the world right now?  Trans women, especially black, indigenous, and people of color.  Gold medal, congrats.  OK, there’s no medal.  Actually, your prize is an abiding paranoia that is richly rewarded and reinforced by the myriad people who are, in fact, out to get you.  RIP to the far too many women who have been murdered recently.

But focusing on your fear is no way to live.  It isolates.  It harms.  It helps you dust yourself off the planet so your enemies don’t have to lift a finger.  I had to stop following Stephanie Sterling on youtube because the constant drumbeat of “nobody loves us and everybody wants us dead” was not just depressing, it wasn’t true.  I don’t need that shit in my life.

Back to the oppression olympics.  Trans women win, but they should not be playing the game.  The primary motivation for constantly reminding everyone how bad you have it is to keep us conscientious of the situation.  Cool, but see my doomerism policy in the sidebar, and focus on the reasoning for it.  For some people, this raises consciousness.  For other people, it makes them commit suicide.  You gotta figure out how to moderate your voice in the discourse.

Tumblr’s CEO and moderation staff are actively hostile to trans women and have been nuking their blogs on sight, all while gaslighting them and throwing a rainbow wash on the platform.  Bad times.  Parallel to this, some acrimonious discourse was breaking out between trans women and basically everyone else – but especially trans men.  I don’t know who shot first and I don’t care, but let me give you the short version, like the ESPN commentator at the oppression olympics.  You hate to see it, as the meme goes…

TME/TMA.  Too much enformation / too much anformation.  I mean TransMisogyny Exempt and TransMisogyny Affected.  These could be useful information in the context of discourse, like, where somebody falls on that binary contextualizes anything they say on the subject.  Sure.  On the other hand, from a certain childish point of view, it is putting a shiny sticker on trans women.  The prize in the oppression olympics?

Remember what I said the other day about AFAB people being hammered with conformity more than AMAB people?  You see this play out in LGBTQIAetc discourse as them seeking validation.  The asexual movement was like 95% AFAB (as far as I could tell) and felt the need to assert the legitimacy of belonging to an LGBTQIAetc identity.  This was roundly mocked on tumblr, leading to the asexual sadness I mentioned above.

Who else is AFAB and largely invisible’d by queer discourse?  And might find a desperate need for validation compelling them to the kind of discourse that some self-righteous and dominant personalities might regard as cringey or offensive?  Trans men, it’s your turn.

The idea of Transandrophobia was introduced.  If transmisogyny is a thing, could there be a special type of difficulty trans men are subject to, deserving of a name?  A lot of the hate they catch is just misogyny directed at them by people who won’t see their manhood, so a new term would be gratuitous right?

The main argument against it goes like “this is oppression olympics being played by someone who got jealous of our shiny TMA sticker.  Transandrophobia doesn’t exist for the same reason androphobia and misandry aren’t real.”  To that, I say if you think trans men don’t have it even worse than butch women, who have it pretty bad, you’re huffing your own ass vapors.  It could be reasonable to want to put a name to that, whatever the merits of the actual discourse that has taken place, or the term that has been proposed.

But to everyone involved in all of this, I say who benefits from trans men and trans women disliking each other?  Kiss and make up, motherfuckers.  Still, it’s entrenched.  If someone has become a partisan in that fight, it’s all over.  No small amount of tumblrinas have avoided the conflict -not become partisans- which is the only reason parts of tumblr are still habitable.  But this crap is all over the place.  Stanky.

As I mentioned on a previous post, I think AFAB children are more strongly abused and neglected into as sense that they need to conform to be accepted than AMAB children.  The ruinous ace and transandrophobia discourse are good examples of it.

This isn’t an all people in all situations thing.  Any boy raised by Ruby Franke had it worse than a girl raised by Jodie Foster, right?  But acknowledging the pattern matters.  If it doesn’t, then no kind of feminism matters.  Are girls systemically treated worse or not?  And few cisheterofascist parents would ever know their trans girl is a trans girl, knows their trans boy is a trans boy.  How they treat them comes from the brand forced upon them at birth.

Some trans women get bothered by this, which to me seems like feeling insecure in their womanhood.  Yes, you were never a boy, any supposed privileges of being a boy were oppression to you.  I’m not going to defend the idea that “male socialization” is a thing.  But there is a type of oppression AFAB people got that you did not.

Was it worse?  I don’t give a fuck if it was or not.  I told you what I think about oppression olympics.  But it was there, right?  Most people who were regarded as girls had been so roundly neglected or chastised for every little thing that by the age of three this shit is set in stone: X amount of their mental processing power, for the rest of their natural life, will be hijacked by concern for whether people like them, whether they are acceptable, whether they are valid or allowed to be.

You might have that too, tho I’d argue the flavor hits different.  Could it be worse?  Could be.  But none of it’s good.  And the kind that they got did flow from their assigned gender, which you did not share.

It’s hunting season for trans women on tumblr, and some amount of them are blaming trans men.  There’s a whole other dimension of this shit I’ve alluded to in other recent posts that I’m not going to get into here.  But the paranoia this engenders has led to the ever-useful firefox extension Shinigami Eyes becoming fairly less useful, as various trans men have been labeled as transphobes by those oppressed ladies.

Oppression olympics start with the understandable feeling that your oppression is both terrible and particular, and people around you should understand it – need to understand it.  But when any kind of comparison begins, the shit begins.  Don’t be fooled again.

Although I’d say the democrats are long overdue for a riot at their convention, so maybe stay fractious long enough to make that happen.  Somebody hit Fetterman with a folding chair.  I’ll say nice things about you.

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That’s it.  No more discourse for now.

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