Okay I wanna talk about “sex based” oppression for a moment. That word has become the new smokescreen for the exclusion of trans women and I just can’t get over how useless of a term it is because people have decided with very little critical theory that somehow biological sex is both a value neutral law of the universe and wholly separate from “gender” (in this case meaning gender roles).
I’m a trans woman so apparently I experience gendered oppression. Which defined by the people using it in comparison to sex based oppression means that I am oppressed because I do not conform to the gender roles assigned to men. According to them regardless of what my genitals look like I do not experience “sex based” oppression.
Now then we’re going to play a brief guessing game before I move on:
When my breasts were groped from behind in middle school by a boy a year older than me was that gender based or sex based?
When my teachers paid less attention to me than boys in the class was that gender based or sex based?
When bros online tell me that I’m being a bitch and need to get off my period is that gender based or sex based?
When a male therapist made inappropriate comments about my the suppleness of my body was that gender based or sex based?
When a 70+ year old man asked my gf and I if he could sit on our laps, while we were waiting at the DMV, was that gender or sex based?
I mean according to the people who say that trans women don’t experience “sex based” oppression I sure do seem to run into a lot of the same shit that people who experience “sex based” oppression run into. The fact is most people don’t actually give a shit about what is in my pants. In fact up until the old man each one of those people had good reason to believe that I did not have a vagina in my pants though for varying reasons.
My genitals don’t stop men from giving me honks and waving while they drive past me, or stopping on the sidewalk to look me up and down and give my male friend a visual thumbs up. They don’t stop me from looking over my shoulder to see who’s there when I hear foot steps behind me at night. They don’t really stop anything at all. Because among strangers I am seen as female, and among those who know me I am still classed as female but often seen as more vulnerable because I am trans.
Is it really so hard to stop and acknowledge that maybe just maybe, trans women aren’t men? That in fact for many of us cis women and trans women actually have many overlapping experiences, systemic obstacles, and shared pain? Yeah there are some differences but they really don’t out weigh the similarities.












