Alice Dreger works with people at the edge of anatomy, such as conjoined twins and intersexed people. In her observation, it’s often a fuzzy line between male and female, among other anatomical distinctions. Which brings up a huge question: Why do we let our anatomy determine our fate?
DebaserZ takes on heteronormativity and the gender binary with an arsenal of hilarious, queered-up pop song covers. Check out “Fuck Heteronormativity,” an awesome deconstruction of “You Belong With Me.”
“And you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole town, but it doesn’t come out much when you’re getting mispronouned…”
My friend Jay and I started a video podcast called Miss Gender about my transition (I’m MtF). I’ve been contemplating my gender identity since I was 13 or 14 and, now in my 30s, I’ve started to get my head around the idea that I’m trans.
On the show we talk about things like how I came to realize I’m trans, coming out to my parents and other family, and mulling over how to handle things at work.
“In which Hank takes on a topic he’s been afraid to cover for a while now. How should we talk about sexuality, what is the difference between sex and gender…and between sexual orientation and sexual behavior.”
He uses a great line in there–
“Because as much as we love to label things, it’s impossible to label every point on an infinite continuum” in regards to gender identity.
Indochine have quite a few songs about being gender-variant, including Playboy, 3ème sexe (literally translates to “third sex”), and Ladyboy. Revolution is kind of about gender. Juliette’s Silences and Unisexe are somewhat about gender, but focus more on relationships.
Indochine is an incredibly gender progressive band. Unfortunately, they do only sing in French. Still, their songs have a pretty clear meaning!
This 1919 German film was made by Richard Oswald and German sexologist Dr Magnus Hirschfeld.
It is known as the first feature film to sympathetically depict homosexuality and queer culture: For example, it contains a scene at a gay-bar, with men and women freely cross-dressing and dancing with whomever they pleased. In another scene, Körner, a violinist, feels plagued by his “illness” and Dr Hirschfeld reassures him that his nature is just fine, and it is society that causes his strife.
It was far ahead of its time— but in a way, it wasn’t, because if it weren’t for Nazi Germany, and the Hays Code (a censorship code that spanned four decades of Western cinema) we might have made leaps and bounds in the social acceptance of queer people back in the 20s, instead of in the 60s and 70s.
I’m Infamous Sphere and I’m a movie and television reviewer, who mainly focusses on LGBT movies (and period dramas). I like to look at all kinds of queer cinema, from the oldest, the worst, and the most ignored. I’m not always nice to the movies, but I do review them from a queer, humourous perspective and I try to be fair.
I do a separate series of reviews called “Gender Hipster reviews”. Gender Hipster is an androgynous, genderless person, and xie reviews movies that have anything to do with cross dressing, gender bending and all-round gender f**kery.
I started the reviewing because I love queer cinema (and period drama) and I thought that this was a niche which I felt I knew a bit about. I love the idea that there are always more queer films coming just around the corner, and I love it when I realise I’ve dug up something that not many people know about. I like to tell people about queer history, social history and art history in my reviews, while remaining entertaining.
I have often struggled with this concept of “defining myself”, putting myself into a box or giving myself a label. None of the words really seemed right. And I have found myself, more often than not, frustrated beyond words that I needed to at all. Why can’t I just be me? And from many of the posts I see on here, you all have those same problems.
This video and this project were like a breath of fresh air. Finally someone showing that people are not boxable. People are not label-able. People are just people, and they fill only their own personal box.