Transmisogyny and transfelinophobia
The feminist Germaine Greer has been in serious trouble for suggesting, in her crude antipodean way, that it’s impossible for men to turn themselves into women merely by chopping off part of their anatomy and putting on a skirt. Three thousand students at Cardiff University signed a petition accusing her of “transmisogyny” and demanding that she be banned from giving a lecture on the campus.
Ms Greer may not be a very nice lady, and she certainly has a crude way of expressing herself, but there are few people who can hit nails on heads with greater accuracy. Once, on some TV chat show in the days when it was still possible to have a rational discussion about the pros and cons of sodomy, she was assured by an earnest homosexual campaigner that there was nothing insanitary or dangerous about what they did. “Really?” replied Ms Greer. “Do you always use an enema beforehand?”
Her book The Whole Woman included a chapter entitled “Pantomime Dames”, in which she stated:
Governments that consist of very few women have hurried to recognise as women men who believe that they are women and have had themselves castrated to prove it, because they see women not as another sex but as a non-sex. No so-called sex-change has ever begged for a uterus-and-ovaries transplant; if uterus-and-ovaries transplants were made mandatory for wannabe women they would disappear overnight.
When I was eight or nine years old my best friend was a large ginger and white cat by the name of Simpkin. I was so fond of him that I wanted to be a cat myself, and used to fantasize that I was one. The day may not be too far off when I can realise my dream by obtaining a large furry tail, attaching it to my coccyx, letting some of my facial hair grow into whiskers, perfecting a loud purr, and announcing that I am a cat. Anyone who challenges me will be guilty of transfelinophobia.