Being authentic

Song photo song3y.jpgWhen I established days and times to provide content at certain websites, I have called those submissions "columns."

Having to come up with that content on a weekly basis has not always been easy. Taking a look at the news events of the day sometimes provides a hook. Sometimes a starting point is found in a diary posted by someone else. But sometimes I just have to go with stream-of-consciousness writing and hope that eventually it all makes sense. I've done several of those over the years.

This one was originally created in February of 2009...and was fueled by one stuff going on in my actual life on campus at Bloomfield College in New Jersey.

I've dragged it out here and am sliding it into my Selected Writings of a Transsexual Woman because of the recent flap about Mount Holyoke canceling The Vagina Monologues, saying they are not "trans friendly." I have no doubt that we transpeople will be castigated for that at some point...even though we didn't instigate it.

In early February of 2009, I was preparing to be in a campus production of VM.

The column produced is on the other side.

The graphic above is named Song.




Trans Stories

Cracks in the Shell photo cracks.jpgThis is another chapter which I selected for my autobiography, for the Selected Writings of a Transsexual Woman part.

Like many of the others, it comes from the end of 2008. It appears in hindsight that my brain was especially fertile towards the end of my 60th year.

The graphic to the left is named Cracks in the Shell.



Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happinefs

The following essay was written in 2010. I'm planning to include it in my autobiography as one of my Selected writings of a transsexual woman. Of course, since that book will be text, links and videos will be eliminated, which will, from time to time, require some rewriting.


The image to the left is entitled Amber Waves.

We all grow up with a vision of what is right and just in this world. Many, if not most, of us grow up with the idea of pursuing "the American Dream". For some that has meant the pursuit, as when it was first enunciated in 1931 by James Truslow Adams, of achieving a "better, richer, and happier life". In his book, The Epic of America, Adams stated it this way:

that dream of a land in which life should be better and richer and fuller for everyone, with opportunity for each according to ability or achievement. It is a difficult dream for the European upper classes to interpret adequately, and too many of us ourselves have grown weary and mistrustful of it. It is not a dream of motor cars and high wages merely, but a dream of social order in which each man and each woman shall be able to attain to the fullest stature of which they are innately capable, and be recognized by others for what they are, regardless of the fortuitous circumstances of birth or position.

Oddly, in view of today's circumstances, Mr. Adams was a banker.



The Breakfast Club (Foggy Mountain Sandwich)

Welcome to The Breakfast Club! We're a disorganized group of rebel lefties who hang out and chat if and when we're not too hungover  we've been bailed out we're not too exhausted from last night's (CENSORED) the caffeine kicks in. Join us every weekday morning at 9am (ET) and weekend morning at 10:30am (ET) to talk about current news and our boring lives and to make fun of LaEscapee! If we are ever running late, it's PhilJD's fault.




Parables, revisited

While assembling all the ingredients for my autobiography, I stumbled across many offerings from the past which will undoubtedly not pass muster for inclusion.

One of my favorites, from the end of 2008, is Parables, which cannot be included for reasons both of copyright and technology (It's very difficult to include a youtube video in a book of text).

Part of my reasoning for resurrecting it concerns Mary Cheney's recent public "questioning" of the acceptability of drag...and comparing it to black face.

Why is it socially acceptable—as a form of entertainment—for men to put on dresses, make up and high heels and act out every offensive stereotype of women (bitchy, catty, dumb, slutty, etc.)—but it is not socially acceptable—as a form of entertainment—for a white person to put on blackface and act out offensive stereotypes of African Americans? Shouldn’t both be OK or neither? Why does society treat these activities differently?

I'll first let Matt Baume respond:





Now back to the show...



The Breakfast Club (Thrupenny)

The 3 rules of Opera. 
  1. It must be long, boring, and in an incomprehesible foreign language (even if that language is English).
  2. The characters, especially the main ones, must be thoroughly unsympathetic and their activities horrid and callous.
  3. Everyone must die, hopefully in an ironic and gruesome way.

Ballet is the same, but with more men in tights and without the superfluous singing.

Consider La Traviata (The Fallen Woman) celebrated in Pretty Woman.



In Act I, Violetta, a notorious (c'mon fallen woman?
 Everyone knows women don't like sex, it's just something they tolerate
because they like babies) courtesan, spurns Alfredo so she can live her
life the way she wants (Sempre libera - Always Free)

In Act II Violetta is living in a country house with Alfredo,
whom she's decided she loves and has completely abandoned her former
life.  What?  Did she get kidnapped by aliens?  I swear, I just went to
the lobby to visit the bathroom.  Is this the same theater?  The same
Opera?  Am I living some nightmarish Groundhog Day where I don't even get to listen to I've Got You Babe at 6 am every morning for eternity?





Not a Pretty Girl

Body photo body2.gifI would be remiss if I didn't include my most successful diary ever as one of the chapters in my autobiography. Presented here with some minor rewrites, this chapter comes from January of 2009.

The graphic to the left is named Body. Some might consider it NSFW, but it's just an assemblage of red pixels on a yellow background.




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