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I feel as if i exist in a no-persons land, as far as gender goes. Well certainly in a realm that most media and many people in day to day life would think doesn't exist anyway.
Gender binarism, at least in my opinion, is not nearly enough to describe the range of gender identity and expression out there.
Most people do, I feel, fit into one or another social gender category, and the binary for them works. This is regardless of whether they had to affirm that gender, or were born to it.
For some, including myself, we are content to sit in a realm in between gender, and find it to be a cultural and personal annoyance that humans stupid monkey brains automatically assign people to one or another.
There are a few reasons I feel that I don't quite fit in either camp.
Clothing. I used to think that perhaps I was like the male "transvestite" or whatever one is meant to call it. That I was simply a woman who got a sexual thrill out of dressing in mens clothing, binding, wearing a gel/condom packie etc.
However considering how most of my day to day clothes come from either the 'sports department (i.e. Utility clothing - singlets and plain coloured fitted womens shirts the like), or the mens department (jeans, black tshirts, jackets, shoes). I feel as if maybe womens clothing is also a "special occasion thing" for me. I almost never wear feminine clothes without some kind of co-ersion, or ulterior motive. It also feels strange, and uncomfortable. When I put on a skirt, even if I'm wearing it with flat shoes and a t-shirt, I feel like a cross - dresser, I feel as if everyone can see that I'm not meant to be wearing that kind of thing. However sometimes if i am alone at home and feeling horny I will wear a skirt and heels, or will go all drag king (not that i feel i could pull off either in public anyway). But this is definitely in the 'kink' category for me, either way.
Social. I simply have more male friends. The female I befriend are few and far between, and I generally feel more at ease working with, and talking with menfolk. My interests have typically been very nerdy. When I was in my preteens through to the end of high school, I participated in large (and small) M:Tg tournaments. At the large ones I was almost always the only female under 18 (as compared to usually 100 or so teen boys), and usually there were only a few adult females as well (out of a few hundred people). In our local small tournaments, I was always the only female represented there. And I always had a great time playing with my opponent, made nerdy jokes with them, and talked about rules-lawyering etc, general 'guy' stuff in that context i think. (as long as the other kid wasnt like eww girls).
This has continued on into my adult life, where mainly due to my range of interests (nerdy stuff, working as a musician etc), I have ended up spending a lot of time ine male dominated environments, and except the people or situations where i was viewed as a sexual interest, or a threat because of my femininity, it has been a natural thing for me.
Much to my distaste, I do also have some persistent sexist stereotypes about women. I tend to presume that they are flighty, un-interested in serious discussion, and could not beat me at games. I also think that if someone is highly interested in fashion that they wouldn't be interested in like . . . Cool stuff. This, and the 'giggling/gossiping' thing tends to turn me off pursuing friendships, or for that matter relationships with most women I meet.
This being said, I do enjoy the semi-regular gossip and chat with girls, and like having some around so that when I am all like "omg hottie" i can talk about it with them. And I am sure that in some ways my typical linguistic style has many typically "female" markers. Although the truth behind the linguistic differences in gender is hotly debated.
Sexuality etc. The other areas, point to me being mostly on the neutral-male side of the fence. However as far as a lot of other aspects go, I sit far more on the feminine. I call myself bi. Though it is fairly innacurate, as I am mainly theoretically interested in females romantically. Sexually I desire to kiss, but nothing else, the idea of sex with a chick kind of doesn't turn me on, and the one time I have, it was not fun. However, my label of bi comes from the very small subsection of girls that completely make me crush on them (short, petite, slight filipino/islander looks), AND from my thoughts on finding love.
I am of the very strong belief that if a person is right for you, it doesn't matter what gender they are, or anything else for that matter. So my label of 'bi' is because if the right person came along, and it was a woman, well then i would totally go for it. (luckily for me I have already found someone amazing so this is even more theoretical <3 )
But more on where this makes me sit on the gender spectrum. Relationship wise, (as stated above I'm mainly attracted to men), I like to have someone who can be in charge, at least sometimes. I enjoy feeling feminine in this realm, sexually, and in general in the interaction of the relationship. Obviously the nature of any relationship should be equal, but I enjoy being able to give up some control at times, when I like to have power and strength in the rest of my life.
On a slightly different note, that fits in with the relationship thing, another part of me that is highly feminine, is that I have a strong desire to look after people. My friends if there is a party, making sure my house is clean and organised to help my housemates, I desire to help and nurture in the community in general, I have been known to be the person to go and hug and comfort someone that is upset at work or wherever and I strongly want to adopt or foster kids, so that I can help others who don't have anyone else.
In conclusion.
This post ended up making much less sense than it did in my head when i was thinking about it yesterday . . .
However this being said, I really don't like random strangers hitting on me, and in my general life, I would prefer it if people didn't identify me strongly as being either male or female. I feel it distracts from them seeing who *I* am, as they lump me in as being a girl, with all the stereotypes I identified before and more. I get read almost always as female, but I feel as if neither gender works for me. People refering to me as 'she' causes as much cognitive dissonance as when I get called 'sir' at cafes when I have my hair tied up. I do wish my body was slightly less revealing of me as either gender! But that is unlikely to happen, so instead I will stick with wearing comfy pants, trying not to show my boobs (unless I'm trying to seduce), and continuing to be perplexed when people lump me in with this mysterious group known as 'girls'. I imagine if I was categorised as male I would be just as perplexed though, so meh. I'm very happy the way I am, so it is all theoretical anyway.
So yeah. Case study complete, two genders are never enough. Gender is a spectrum, where people sit at many points. I think the barely feminine women are as natural and awesome as the hyper feminine women (and men and others of all types too.) I just wish society had neutral gender pronouns, and realised the amazing variety of people we have in the world.
Jill Scott - The Real Thing (Words and Sounds)
A review. I'm not sure how one is meant to review an album, but this is how it came out.
The context of my first listen to this album
I mostly listened to with tears in the corners of my eyes, reclining on the back seat of a country coach. Having just departed from a weekend in my lovers arms, I listened to the first half of the album with total immersion. The rich textures of Ms Scott's voice, groove, depth of sound, and highly erotic nature in it completely overwhelmed me. However upon reaching the theme of turning into a "callin too much, cryin ... Chick" completely snapped me out of my reverie. It made me think that perhaps instead of being an album being glorifying of love, emotion, sexuality, and connection to another person, and an album for everyone, I began to feel that perhaps this album was yet another woman being objectified, gaining self-worth through how sexual she can appear to be, how submissive she can be, and how much she can glorify her man and gain her identity through him, and through her sexuality.
This album is rich in timbre and groove, the songs with horn parts in get my sax player ears tingling, yet the ones without lack a certain depth of orchestration.
Ms Scott has the voice of jazz vocalese master, dipped into the raw grooves of urban grooves. With her tone she conveys the feeling that she is independent, the master of her own destiny, a "woman of substance."
The lines she picks in her melodies are thick with someone with harmonic training, filled with 9ths, strategic #11 to b7 jumps, and vocal lines ending on notes other than chord tones. Delicious to the max.
Her thematic material, however makes me feel that, at least at this stage of her development she was very much being a dominated and weak person. The songs, full of sex, love, heartbreak, passion, longing
To talk some particular problems i noticed on the album
- Whenever You're Around - begins with "listen to me, listen to me . . . "
- the song with the fat fat four part chorused / acapella complex melodies, that are essentially " i live for you baby"
The complete version of One of the lyrics that particularly bugged me -
" You have managed to turn me from a woman of substance into a brick-flying, calling too damn much, cryin and cryin, spying, way way way down low with flats on from the opposite side of the
Loaded on the top of your car chick
I never intended to be this chick"
Don't get me wrong. I love her voice. *drool*. I love how layered and complex the vocals are . I love the horns on the first half of the album. I adore the overlapping and contrast with a semi-spoken and chorused higher pitch vocals are. I love the strong womanly attitude Ms Scott gives off at first glance. I just don't love the feeling that I get of this being manufactured towards the supposed normative sexuality that exists, at least in a theoretical sense.
I can enjoy this album, as long as I don't listen to the words, or think about how much I wish Ms Scott w
ere more like Ms Badu or like Ms Ndegeocello in terms of the strength and equality embodied in her work. However due to my background knowledge about her, I know that as well as being a woman of colour, she is a larger curvy gal, and I'm sure that those factors make her both a more interesting person to be as successful as she is, and alsoprobably make her unaware of the ways in which this album seems to be presenting her as a sexual object, and something to be used and consumed. (which is basic objectification - her main worth is through how pretty and sexually appealing an object she is. which suprisingly enough is not great for those who want all people to be valued according to how interesting they are. however this is not meant to be a feminist rant . . . . oh wait shit i ur . . )
I really wanted to end this on a positive note, as I don't want to detract from the awesomeness that is Ms. Scott, but this album to me seems to reflect too much of the sexist bullshit that happens for those in the public eye.
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