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Reading Mike: The Annotated Bailey: Chapter 8, page 141
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PART III: WOMEN WHO ONCE WERE BOYS
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8 Terese and Cher
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Cher: Her real name
is Anjelica
Kieltyka. Bailey credits her in the Preface both under her actual name
(p. xii) and under the pseudonym he gave her: "Cher Mondavi."(p.
xiii) Bailey claims Anjelica "introduced me to the Chicago transsexual
community and taught me a great deal by being honest and open." Anjelica
feels Bailey so grossly misrepresented her as his "poster child for
autogynephilia" that she's going public with her story in her own words. |
It is 2am Sunday night (actually Monday morning) at Crobar,
and I am tired. I have had only limited success tonight
recruiting research subjects for our study of drag queens and transsexuals
and am cruising the huge club one more time before leaving. The Crobar crowd
is on a different schedule than I; the place is just reaching its peak intensity.
I pass a tall, attractive, black woman, who sees me staring at her, and
somehow she understands whats on my mind. "No, Im
real," she laughs good-naturedly. (I am thankful that none of the
dozen or so genetic females we mistakenly
approached during the course of this study ever became hurt or angry.
I wonder if they understood that the implication that we thought they might
be transsexual was not an insult. Many of the transsexuals we interviewed
in the course of the study were more attractive
than the average genetic female.)
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It is 2am: Note how Bailey's prose frequently sounds
like parodies of the hosts on wildlife shows. To him, we are the exoticized
Other, not his unremarkable neighbor up the street (as I actually was
for many years). Note throughout as this "Crocodile Hunter of Sexism"
natters on about how sexualized the beautiful women are, and how hilariously
odd the ugly ones are.
limited success: Bailey had limited success
because most assimilated transsexual women were asleep at home, getting
ready to go to work in the morning. Several people I know in Chicago who
transitioned in their teens have never even stepped foot in Crobar, let
alone on gay night. That's why Bailey's observations are so flawed. Some
people think minorities all live in the "inner city," when their
largest growth areas are the suburbs. Bailey cruised the gender ghettoes
of the visibly variant for anecdotal data, neglecting the vast gender
suburbs. Assimilated transsexual women usually have much different motivations
for transition than those you find in clubs and gender societies. Most
have little or no connection with others in the community. That's why
since the late 1990's we've seen an explosion of women who lived stealth
for decades, who make renewed contact after discovering the internet community.
As for me, I'd usually hang out at Crobar once in a while with some circuit
boys I knew and then go see pals next door at the strip club. Then I'd
go to my office job in the morning and make lots of money, because I am
so much more hilarious and interesting than Mike. It seems that Bailey's
quite a dweeby milquetoast, for such a manly normal macho masculine heterosexual
male man. Too bad I never saw him out when I lived there-- we would have
let that tranny-chasin' fool have it.
I'm real: The term "real girl" is
one of many ways transgender identities are effaced and debased, implying
we are "fake girls." Unfortunately, it's one of many terms some
transgender women use themselves. Many have suffered tremendous blows
to their self-esteem throughout their lives, to the point that they've
internalized terms like these. I found that "real girl" was
more commonly heard among gay men who hung out around drag queens (a residual
notion, perhaps, from the term "female impersonator"). Finding
feminist political sensibilities among women at clubs is not impossible
(whether they are transgender or not), but it's less likely than at,
say, a university campus. But then, universities are not where Bailey
bothers to look for us.
genetic females: Another one of many ways
transsexual identities are effaced and sexism is maintained. The prevailing
racist taxonomy used to be based on the science that you had "black
blood," from which sprang terms like "quadroon" and "octaroon."
In the prevailing sexist taxonomy, genetics will continue its ascendancy
as other ways to distinguish male and female (genital configuration, reproductive
differences) continue to fall away.
mistakenly approached: My issue with
this entire book is this: What about all the women Bailey mistakenly didn't
approach-- the thousands of transsexual women in this country who are
not visibly gender variant? The presence of false negatives means there
are also false positives.
more attractive: Transsexual women are
identified and discriminated against primarily based on appearance (even
among other transgender people). The "man in a dress" cliche
is used far more than the equally lame "woman trapped in a man's
body" cliche, and those who "pass" are frequently guilty
of mocking people like Anne Lawrence for being a "brick," as
they say in Chicago. I believe much of Anne's resentment towards those
who have concerns about the term "autogynephilia" as Anne uses
it is that many people with "passing privilege" see Anne as
a man in a dress, which is not helped by Anne's self-identification as
a man trapped in a man's body. Back to Bailey: stating that some of us
are more attractive than non-transsexuals is as condescending as remarking
how articulate an African-American is.
genetic female: Much of Bailey's work is
tied up in the search for a "gay gene." As I noted before, this
will end up being the last great biological marker of the sexist divide.
Another term of concern some people throw around is GG, for genetic girl.
While this is cute shorthand for non-transgender women, it actually
plays into prevailing notions that biology is destiny. People who think
that everything can be reduced to XX or XY efface numerous types of people,
including several intersexed conditions and syndromes such as androgen
insensitivity, where genotype and phenotype do not match.
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I start upstairs to get the panoramic view, and I see Kim for the first
time, on the stairs, dancing, posing. She is spectacular; exotic
(I find out later that she is from Belize.), and sexy. Her body is incredibly
curvaceous, which is a clue that it may not be natural.
And I notice a very subtle and not-unattractive angularity of the face,
which is also not clearly diagnostic on this tall
siren. It is difficult to avoid viewing Kim from two perspectives: as a
researcher but also a single,
heterosexual man. As I contemplate
approaching her, I am influenced by considerations from each perspective.
I have this strong intuition that I am correct about her, but if I am not,
I may have the unpleasant experience of simultaneously insulting,
and being rejected by, a beautiful woman. |
exotic: In Bailey's world, attractive transsexual
women are depicted as exotic creatures, and Bailey-identified "autogynephiles"
like "Cher" are depicted as bizarre, somewhat pathetic clowns.
natural: Another one of many ways transsexual
identities are effaced. In Bailey's world, transsexuals are not natural.
They're either supernatural women like Kim or unnatural people like "Cher."
diagnostic:(adj.) constituting a diagnosis.
diagnosis: (n.) the act of deciding the nature of a diseased
condition by examination.
researcher: This passage is more like
Jane Goodall's field notes. Separation and distinction are extremely important
in Bailey's world-- he considers himself an objective observer, completely
uninfluenced by outside forces. He's the embodiment of the 18th century
Rational Man!
single: Bailey is an unreliable reporter,
something he and his sexology pals accuse transsexual women of being.
They think we are liars and exaggerators, unless we agree with their theories.
Who's the liar here? Bailey's actually a divorced guy in his late 40's
living in a small place on a professor's salary. I'm shocked, shocked
I say, that any woman would ever leave this prize specimen. Perhaps we
might observe that sexologists like Bailey and Anne Lawrence seem to have
a hard time finding steady partners and live rather pathetic lives devoid
of the sort of relationships assimilated transsexual women have. "Single,"
"divorced"-- I guess it comes down to self-identification. I'll
humor him and say the little fibber is "single." After all,
what difference does a word make, right Mike?
heterosexual: It is an almost invariable
aspect of a Bailey lecture, interview, or article for him to make this
statement up front. Like his claim that he's "single," this
heterosexual self-identity appears extremely important to him. Sure, it
sounds like he's saying "I am so not gay," but if we're calling
him "single," let's humor him and call him "heterosexual,"
too. Maybe Bailey and his friend Ray Blanchard can get together and measure
each others' penises with their little penile plethysmograph and see if
Mike's self-identity holds up to their revered litmus test. Not that the
results are especially meaningful. I don't put much stock in this penis
gauge stuff (it's like putting a lie detector on someone's dick), and
either do other
skeptics. I'm sure the experience would be very meaningful for Mike
and Ray, though.
man: Men and maleness are extremely important
to the Bailey worldview. Abandoned by his wife (no doubt due to his incredible
manliness), Bailey is now free to surround himself with nothing but manliness.
Some have suggested that Bailey and others have to make sense of transsexuals
the only way they know how. Why would anyone not want to be male? Perish
the thought! So they cast the entire conceptualization of transsexualism
in terms of something they understand: male sexuality. Mike mentions he
is woefully in the dark on female sexuality. Maybe that's why he so wrong
about us. Maybe that's also why there's no Mrs. Bailey any more.
insulting: Oh, please. Bailey has absolutely
no compunction about insulting transsexual women. His whole book is an
insult to us. Walking up to someone and asking if they are transsexual
is insulting, whether they are transsexual or not. It's like walking up
to a stranger and asking if he is divorced or not, because he looks like
the type of loser whose wife would leave him. That's a private matter,
and it's not a nice thing to do. Bailey refuses to believe those of us
who try to explain that his observations are colored by his bias. Bailey
does not believe in the prevailing
model that gender identity is separate from sexual orientation. Many
of us find that extremely insulting. As with his research into non-transsexuals,
Bailey's world contains only people who are completely and exclusively
attracted to men, and then everyone else. The Bailey-Blanchard-Lawrence
"autogynephilic" taxonomy is like saying gays are one type of
human, and everyone else is the other type of human, from Mister Rogers
to the Hillside Strangler. They imply that everyone in their second "type"
has sexual similarities and are motivated by the same basic urges. I'm
sure Mister Rogers and the Hillside Strangler had several sexual things
in common if you make a broad enough definition, but lumping them together
and saying they are the "same type" seems like oversimplification,
does it not?
rejected: I imagine Bailey has gotten quite
used to being rejected by beautiful women at this point in his life.
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As I waver, I notice her companion, an attractive,
blonde-haired, blue-eyed man whose body, amply displayed in a tight tank
top, is the male analogue of Kimshe has a huge chest (hairless
of course) and bulging biceps. They are a beautiful couple, or at least
a couple of beautiful people. They dance together, occasionally smiling
at each other, but they do not dance closely or in a way that betrays the
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I notice her companion: Sheesh. Marlin Perkins
meets Danielle Steele... Jacques Cousteau meets Tom of Finland...
[N.B.: if you got all four references above, you're cool in my book!
Except you, Mike. You're an ass.]
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