Acceptance of trans* people based on Appearance

Ok I am over the media only portraying the acceptance of trans* people based on their ability to pass. (“Passing” = how well a person can fit into the mainstream community.)

Acceptance of trans* folk or anyone else should not rely on “passing”.

I am now fortunate to pass but I was called “it” and didn’t pass for a large part of my life! The normalisation of the trans* community into an outdated hetro binary / agenda is only creating another group of “outsiders”. Another form of discrimination against anyone who doesn’t fit these ideals! We have such beauty in our diversity! Does fitting in equal to acceptance? I question this most days & I think everyone should, no matter your position or what community you’re from…


My days as a child, teenager and young adult as female bodied. I am proud of my histories. Being born female had its many frustrations, discomfort, dysphoria but none the less has enriched my life in many ways. Being in a position to experience the inequalities first hand that patriarchal values have on women’s lives on a daily basis has made me more aware person that understands my position and privileges today.

POEM // A Queer Transman with Aspergers!

A Queer Transman with Aspergers! – An Alien among Aliens in an Alien world.

A social queue was missed by me! Was that a flirt, was that a hello! A smile, a flatness of facial expression, a discussion of my passions! A fixation of my likes!

Don’t be afraid, you have just meet a  “queer transman with aspergers”. A maze of tags to reflect my eye into this world!

Am I with my social eye, my friend, my polaris! I might be alone in a corner, I might be dancing! I might be with hands full of paint! I might just interrupt your conversation! I might be jiggling or not even look at you whilst I talk! I might not even talk. I am not rude! I am just a “queer transman with aspergers!”

Did I see you? I might not even hear you, did I hear you? Am I in your space? Did I just leave? Did I say hello?  Don’t think I am aloof, I am just a “queer transman with aspergers”.

The sublets of social queues I don’t catch, I am in a foreign land, I wear coloured glasses to filter the light, I have sensory issues with hearing and touch, a heightened consciousness of my environment!

Don’t walk away scratching your head when meeting me! That scratch you ponder is just meeting a “queer transman with aspergers”.

Since 1976 I have come to realise I am Queer, I am man and I have aspergers syndrome! Since then it’s been a journey to convince the world. An Alien world I don’t understand. I stood tall as a Lesbian teenager in Western Sydney, went into transition from Female to Male when I was 23 and  found to be a queer man when I was 30. Was officially diagnosed with aspergers this year 2010.

286 intramuscular injections, 3 major surgeries and  being into the hundredth appointment of psychologists, specialists and Dr’s. What have I learnt in this crossing of the sexes, fusion of diagnosis and a mirrored identity of sexuality.

Awareness is a key to understanding! So I stand and say I am a “Queer Transman with Aspergers!”

Don’t befriend me because you feel sorry for me. I am very Happy, thank you! Don’t come up to me yelling! I am not deaf! Tolerance is ignorance of the ego!  It might be your world that is the conjuring trick!!!




I walked around as a Butler,  handing out scrolls with my poems,  on the tray was  Prosthetic Dicks “Packies”.


Written by Ethan-Kristy 2009

Am I,

Am I more of a man than you?
Am I more of a woman than you?
Am I more of man transitioning?
Am I more of man with this silicone penis?
Am I less of woman for wearing this penis?
Am I less of a woman for transitioning?
Am I, less Than more or more than less?

I am,

I am a man without a penis.
I am a woman with a penis.
I am a dyke envying a penis.
I am poof needing a penis.
I am transman evolving the penis.

Oh Penis,

Oh Penis, oh Penis,
Where art thou penis?
Aloof, obscure flesh object of desire and hate!
Mazed in this world with such power & might.
Why, oh why?
Why NOT bestow living on me,
Why did you go…
…to my brother, my uncle, my father ?
& not me?

The Alphabet Soup – [DAEE]

“DAEE” Appropriated Dummies book cover design by Ethan-Kristy

Diversity, Acceptance, Equality & Education [DAEE]

I am not a gay male, I am not a bear, I am not woman, I am not male, I am all and none. How you perceive me is not my identity. My histories and identities are not linear, they are diverse and continue to change. In my life I have fallen under many labels. I have been at different times perceived as  woman, man, gender queer, lesbian, bi, gay, bear, transgender and even heterosexual. My identity has more variations than this acronym “LGBTIQ”

I am very proud of all my identities and histories!

Why limit a person to a set of labels – lets learn Diversity, Acceptance, Equality and Education.