Quote from: wendylove on July 04, 2016, 03:19:56 PM
Hmmm.
Hear in the U.K. there's a tradition with men dressed as women being seen as a comedy act. At Christmas we have a great tradition of pantomimes were women dress as prince charming and men dress as women (yes we are a strange nation) have a look on the internet for clips.
These pantomimes and comedy TV shows are very popular and very funny which sadly is why I feel that Trans people will be seen for a considerable time yet as someone to be laughed at.
Yes, sadly you are right, and the UK tabloid press does us no favours either!
Quote from: JoanneB on July 04, 2016, 12:05:59 PM
What I call "Being a Chameleon" but from the opposite side of the equation. When alone without the PC police, the truth comes out. In male mode I am about the furthest anyone would imagine as "One of those". It takes a lot of self restraint not to out myself
#1 reason I say hundred years or more
I would go one further than this. Here is a story from my past.
When I transitioned, I didn't change jobs, I had a 2 week break and then returned to my exact same job, but as a woman. The company I worked for was a very large one with many thousands of employees spread over different sites. I was the first transgendered employee they had ever dealt with, their HR department literally worked with me to re-write company policy to incorporate transexual employees.
I made a number of friends with the cis-female women in our building, and they were very accepting and supportive of me. They kinda took me under their wing as it were. I did bring up one day that I was surprised and grateful of their support. A few told me that they were initially very skeptical, but after meeting the new 'me', they were fine, and indeed were fascinated at how well I had (in their eyes) taken to being female. They confessed that they couldn't see me as anything else as time went by. There are many stories from that time in my life, but one thing that stood out is as follows:
In another division of the company, another TG employee had recently 'come out', about 18 months after me. HR asked if I would offer my support to her, and I happily agreed. I was a kind-of ambassador for diversity and acceptance at our company, and had been featured in the company magazine.
I used to regularly meet this other TG employee in the canteen in our building. After a while, I noticed my cis-female friends were much less pally towards me. Eventually a couple of them approached me and asked why I was hanging around with "that man" (!)
The other TG employee was m2f like me, pre-op like me, but she didn't pass at all. The poor girl was much older, very tall (I'm 5 foot 6 inches in my bare feet, she was at least a foot taller) very strong masculine features, very booming deep male voice. None of that had bothered me, but 'the girls' in my office told me in no uncertain terms that being seen with this other person was doing my own cause no good at all, and that while they could see and accept me as a woman, they could not, and never would be able to say the same for the other TG person.
I was so shocked and upset, I had mistakenly thought that my new girlfriends were accepting of all trans people, but they were most definitely not. They were entirely driven by visual appearance only.
I learned a painful lesson that day, the world in general works on a purely visual level, and one where only certain 'appearances' will fit and find acceptance.
To this day I find that whole episode awkward and unpleasant to think about.
Living 'in stealth' and hearing what folks actually say about trans people when they think they're 'off the record' or out of earshot of any such persons, is eye-openingly cringe-worthy.
Acceptance in the general society seems for the most part to be state-mandated, and stops behind closed doors.