Nov 5, 2023·edited Nov 6, 2023Liked by Eva Kurilova
The transsexual pat maxwell's [sic] "The Emperor's New Clothes" should have been titled the American Autogynephile's Manifesto. If maxwell didn't exist, J. Michael Bailey, author of "The Man Who Would Be Queen," the definitive work on autogynephilia, would have had to invent him. maxwell isn't one of Bailey's tragic (and, one hopes, imaginary) "homosexual transsexuals." No, maxwell and other "queens" are straight men. He says so himself.
"The Emperor's New Clothes" describes the autogynephile in such unambiguous and transparently autobiographical detail that one wonders how Bailey's critics ever believed they could plausibly deny that such men exist. maxwell gets to the heart of the matter right away:
"[A] straight man can freely pretend to be Charlie Hard-On when he feels assertive, but when he feels receptive, he must project his own desires to have big boobs and a friendly cunt on his own female companion. . . Only the transsexual man takes responsibility for his own fantasy and becomes a woman."
"Under the stress, some males' desire to becomes too great to be denied or projected and they flip. The king becomes a queen."
There you have it: maxwell's "queen" is just a heterosexual male who becomes sexually aroused - "receptive," in maxwell's words - by fantasizing himself having "big boobs and a friendly cunt." What maxwell doesn't say but clearly implies is that the "flip" from pre-operative to post-operative transsexual happens when the stress of having to imagine having boobs and a cunt instead of actually possessing them becomes too much to resist or wish away.
Sadly, it wasn't enough for maxwell to make the case for his own form of sexuality, which he did quite well in the first column of his piece. No, like today's transwomen activists, maxwell couldn't stay in his lane.
Hence maxwell's bizarre and gratuitous foray into faux feminism. Having lost himself in his autogynephilic fantasy of being a receptive woman, maxwell is driven to insist that he actually is a woman. Given the sexual politics of the era, the best way to prove his point is to declare his sisterly solidarity with women's oppression at the hands of men. It might have worked but for the fact maxwell's arguments were so offensively preposterous. "When a man in our society grows his hair long, puts on a dress, and walks among us, she is in effect giving up his male privilege." Please!
Men don't emerge unscathed from maxwell's manifesto either. It turns out that he and the ACLU's female-cum-queer-male attorney Chase Strangio have something in common. It's a desire to convert others to their world view that is every bit as fervent as that of the Spaniards among the indigenous people of the New World. Ms. Strangio insists that humankind will not attain perfection until all sexual and gender binaries have been destroyed. maxwell is equally ambitious. Not only does he insist that all men are transsexual (by which he means autogynephiles), maxwell's remedy for male chauvinism is for all men to go out and get themselves big boobs and friendly cunts of their own.
Lavender Menace indeed. Another piece in our puzzle.
The transsexual pat maxwell's [sic] "The Emperor's New Clothes" should have been titled the American Autogynephile's Manifesto. If maxwell didn't exist, J. Michael Bailey, author of "The Man Who Would Be Queen," the definitive work on autogynephilia, would have had to invent him. maxwell isn't one of Bailey's tragic (and, one hopes, imaginary) "homosexual transsexuals." No, maxwell and other "queens" are straight men. He says so himself.
"The Emperor's New Clothes" describes the autogynephile in such unambiguous and transparently autobiographical detail that one wonders how Bailey's critics ever believed they could plausibly deny that such men exist. maxwell gets to the heart of the matter right away:
"[A] straight man can freely pretend to be Charlie Hard-On when he feels assertive, but when he feels receptive, he must project his own desires to have big boobs and a friendly cunt on his own female companion. . . Only the transsexual man takes responsibility for his own fantasy and becomes a woman."
"Under the stress, some males' desire to becomes too great to be denied or projected and they flip. The king becomes a queen."
There you have it: maxwell's "queen" is just a heterosexual male who becomes sexually aroused - "receptive," in maxwell's words - by fantasizing himself having "big boobs and a friendly cunt." What maxwell doesn't say but clearly implies is that the "flip" from pre-operative to post-operative transsexual happens when the stress of having to imagine having boobs and a cunt instead of actually possessing them becomes too much to resist or wish away.
Sadly, it wasn't enough for maxwell to make the case for his own form of sexuality, which he did quite well in the first column of his piece. No, like today's transwomen activists, maxwell couldn't stay in his lane.
Hence maxwell's bizarre and gratuitous foray into faux feminism. Having lost himself in his autogynephilic fantasy of being a receptive woman, maxwell is driven to insist that he actually is a woman. Given the sexual politics of the era, the best way to prove his point is to declare his sisterly solidarity with women's oppression at the hands of men. It might have worked but for the fact maxwell's arguments were so offensively preposterous. "When a man in our society grows his hair long, puts on a dress, and walks among us, she is in effect giving up his male privilege." Please!
Men don't emerge unscathed from maxwell's manifesto either. It turns out that he and the ACLU's female-cum-queer-male attorney Chase Strangio have something in common. It's a desire to convert others to their world view that is every bit as fervent as that of the Spaniards among the indigenous people of the New World. Ms. Strangio insists that humankind will not attain perfection until all sexual and gender binaries have been destroyed. maxwell is equally ambitious. Not only does he insist that all men are transsexual (by which he means autogynephiles), maxwell's remedy for male chauvinism is for all men to go out and get themselves big boobs and friendly cunts of their own.