Guest blogger, Collycol here, making her first appearance on Wearism. Hopefully the first of many.
The other day I thought about the innocence of youth. Early childhood seems ripe with possibilities, permutations, and aspirations. The world is big, wide, open, and limitless. Then other people set in...along with their fears, prejudices, proclivities and general badness. Suddenly that big, open, limitless world shrinks and everyone has to fit in a box....a static, monochromatic, one size fits all, box. And, worse yet, you don't even get to choose which boring box. Heaven forbid you are an octagon peg in the square box, a cavity search may necessary...ask Castor Semenya.
Don't we have the right of self determination? A young woman's triumph is turned into a freak show. Not because she's a freak, she was born that way. The real freaks are the media, the doctors and association that got up in her business...way up in her business, because she has a vajayjay, to find out she's....a woman (with male characteristics). She's intersexed, but she was raised a girl, her family saw her as a girl, so as far I'm concerned, she's a girl. But what the heck do I know? I'm just a girl.
The other day I thought about the innocence of youth. Early childhood seems ripe with possibilities, permutations, and aspirations. The world is big, wide, open, and limitless. Then other people set in...along with their fears, prejudices, proclivities and general badness. Suddenly that big, open, limitless world shrinks and everyone has to fit in a box....a static, monochromatic, one size fits all, box. And, worse yet, you don't even get to choose which boring box. Heaven forbid you are an octagon peg in the square box, a cavity search may necessary...ask Castor Semenya.
Don't we have the right of self determination? A young woman's triumph is turned into a freak show. Not because she's a freak, she was born that way. The real freaks are the media, the doctors and association that got up in her business...way up in her business, because she has a vajayjay, to find out she's....a woman (with male characteristics). She's intersexed, but she was raised a girl, her family saw her as a girl, so as far I'm concerned, she's a girl. But what the heck do I know? I'm just a girl.
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