Imma run with your screen name as a tip.
Well, yes, I consider myself a tomboy, obviously, but that brings me back to how one can't, or shouldn't, assume a person's gender identity by how they present. That seemed to be what you were saying when you said you treat butch women like one of the guys and feminine men as women, and when you responded to D4m10n saying he doesn't know what it feels like to be a man outside of social expectations with not wanting to wear a lace thong and mini skirt as indication of feeling like a man, presumably.
A person's internal sense of self is internal, not necessarily external. Not all butch women want to be men. Not all effeminate men want to be women. Moreover, some overtly masculine men
do want to be thought of as women, at least some of the time in some contexts for various reasons not all of which, but at least some of which, may be nefarious.
And that brings us (or me) back to how do we, women, biological females who have nothing against transwomen and sympathize with their situation but who wish to use the women's bathroom with as much privacy and as little risk as possible, know which men are harmless transwomen going to the place that validates their internal sense of self, and which are there for nefarious reasons?
Please don't cite lack of evidence that it's a problem like you've done before. I know we're on a skeptic's forum, but we're talking about feelings here, not facts. Internal sense of self is a feeling. By your definition, gender is a feeling. A biological male who feels like a women and feels more comfortable in the women's bathroom vs biological females who feel uncomfortable with biological males in the women's bathroom. If the argument is that bathrooms should be segregated based on gender, not sex, we're talking about segregating based on feelings. How do we do that?
I really don't think clothes make the wo/man. Like we've all noted, jeans and a t-shirt and hoodie are pretty unisex out here.
It's possible I've missed something, but it seems like any time you're asked how one can determine another's gender, or internal sense of self, you respond with an example that involves clothing and other socially appropriate stereotypes. Apologies if I'm mistaken.
I get that. I'd feel very comfortable saying you are wholly a woman, just not with the same tastes as many others. That happens a lot.
Appreciated, but again, that seems to support the point that you can't always accurately judge a person's internal sense of self based on their external appearance or behavior. Whereas most people
can accurately judge a person's sex.
In the context of this discussion though, the opposite angle gets brought up: a guy who *does* have those same tastes as many other women. Maybe he's trans, maybe not. "He's aping! Womanface! Cross dressing perv!" yells the gallery. I don't think so. I think he's just ar another point on the spectrum.
I don't agree with your premise or phrasing, but let's run with that anyway. Another point on the spectrum. Sure. So where on the spectrum does one have to be to use one bathroom or the other? Sex is binary. That's clear cut. If gender is a spectrum, that makes things far less definitive.
Because it ends it. Governmrmt started this ◊◊◊◊ by equating them, then.making an unclear distinction later (I was asked for my gender in grade school, and told it was more appropriate than asking young children about their sex).
Not sure I agree that the government started it. Pretty sure the terms sex and gender were considered synonymous long before the government got involved in anything. Regardless, the fact that #1 ends the discussion is kind of why I think it's the best definition.
Sooooort of. It's not a clear role or stereotype I'm responding to (although I'm sure there's a measure in there), but more the overall vibe. If I was responding to 2&3, a girl in jeans and t-shirt would get the guy treatment.
What is "the guy treatment"? What if this girl in jeans and a t-shirt doesn't want "the guy treatment"? Or the girl treatment, for that matter, if by that you mean silly stuff like holding open doors. I let my boyfriend hold doors open for me, but only because I know it makes him happy to do so. And I make sure to get to enough doors ahead of him that I can open doors for HIM nearly as often. I hold doors open for everyone because I like being nice to people.
I've been trying to determine whether or not I treat people differently based on either sex or gender. Sex, yes. As a woman, I kind of have to in some contexts. The same way men have to treat women differently in some contexts; you've given examples of this. Gender, I really don't think I do.
#2 and #3 are things that I've been fighting against my whole life. I want to get rid of social stereotypes and social roles, not reinforce those walls.
Not 'must'; just a reliable clue.
Probably my fault. I shoot out responses with less thought than they deserve during the work day when I check my phone for one reason or other. If the above does not clarify, please let me know. I get that you are not setting up a gotcha, appreciated.
I don't thinks it's as reliable as you think.
Nope, I'm still curious and confused, but I very much appreciate the conversation.
The prayer thing hits home for me. I did my first year of High School in a Catholic school, being a protestant (my whole town went to this school because our public sending district was shared with one of the state's most violent school systems). My attitude was ultimately 'when in Rome' and I didn't raise a stink over Hail Marys and the other Catholic jazz. I knew what I was, and 'playing ball' in that limited context didn't compromise my essence.
I went to Catholic school for grades 1-8 and a Lutheran high school for grades 9-12. When we went to church, my family went to a Lutheran one, but I wasn't raised strongly anything religious. I never received my first holy communion and was never confirmed, so when I attended a Catholic church for school, I didn't go to communion and I've never gone to confession. My much faded recollection is that you have to have done the ceremonies/received the sacraments to participate in those sorts of things. Even in the Lutheran church where there are no sacraments and I've been told I'm welcome to go to communion with everyone else, I politely opt out. As an atheist, it doesn't feel right. I don't make a stink, though, I just quietly sit in the pew with my head down.
My point is that there's middle ground between "raising a stink" and politely opting out. Don't ask me what that is in terms of pronouns, but it feels like an important distinction.
You guys take this way too seriously.
What makes you think it's not serious? Alternately, why shouldn't we? Pronouns seem like they should be a harmless concession, but slippery slopes and narrow wedges and all that jazz. Me, I just very much have trouble using pronouns that are contrary to what my eyes observe. I have a biologically female friend who is trans, and
she's... nope. Never mind. I was going to use that friend as an example of someone who's taken enough testosterone to pass well enough that I think of her as male, but my brain betrayed me and my fingers typed "she" before I could mentally correct myself.
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As an aside, I typed this next bit because it felt important when I was replying to the first quote about internal sense of self not necessarily matching the external, but darned if I know where I was going with it. With apologies in advance for potentially oversharing for no good reason.
After college, I spend a few years seriously wondering whether or not I might be trans. I don't mean like a passing thought here or there, but a few years of indecision and soul searching. I was involved in the body modification community; a community where people who weren't happy with their appearance, whose internal sense of self didn't match the outside, didn't hesitate to change the outside. For some, it was just piercings and tattoos, often the kind and quantity that are considered socially appropriate, but also the kind and quantity that are considered extreme. For others, it was castration and genital surgery, or filed teeth to look like fangs, surgically pointed ears, and dermal implants to look like whiskers. It was a community where anything outside of the social norm was celebrated, and encouraged, even. There were a lot of folks saying things to me like, "If you like looking like a man, maybe you are a man."
As someone who's never felt particularly feminine, who feels like my body doesn't match my internal sense of self (not in terms of genitals but in terms of overall shape and size), and who tends to have more in common with the guys than the gals, it wouldn't have been a big leap. After a lot of research and introspection and discussions with trans people, I decided that I can like masculine things without wanting to be a man, because as much as I dislike many of the trappings of being female, I didn't really want to be a man.
I think I'm lucky I wasn't born later than I was because younger me with internet access would have been very vulnerable to being convinced of being trans when I'm really not.