LeaP
06-26-2014, 05:09 PM
Ghost of Christmas Present
Ebenezer Scrooge
The sins of man are huge
A neverending symphony
Of villainy and infamy
Duplicity, deceit, and subtefuge
And no one's worse than Ebenezer Scrooge
Though man's a handy candidate for Hell
I must admit life sometimes has it's brighter side as well
I like life
Life likes me
Life and I fairly fully agree
Life is fine
Life is good
'Specially mine, which is just as it should be
I like pouring the wine and why not?
Life's a pleasure that I deny not
I like life
Here and now
Life and I made a mutual vow
'Till I die
Life and I
We'll both try to be better somehow
And if life were a woman
She would be my wife
Scrooge
Why?
Ghost of Christmas Present
Why? Because I like life!
Scrooge
That's all very well for you. But I hate life
Ghost of Christmas Present
Nonsense man! Why?
Scrooge
Because life hates me, that's why!
I sympathize (with Scrooge). What? You didn't know he's a sympathetic character? Well, if there's anything a MTF doesn't want to end up being, it's a bitter old man! One of the little lessons of A Christmas Carol, of course, is that it completely SUCKS being a bitter old man. Even when he claims to like his life, justifies it, and claim it as superior to all others. Thing is, he doesn't really even know he's miserable! Unfortunately, winding up that way is highly likely. Anne Vitale even has it (more or less, let's not quibble) as one of her life stages for the untreated transsexual. So why the sympathy? 'Cause that's my life, Bunky, minus the little piles of gold on the desk.
BS you say. And I say nay, it's true! But, you ask, just how does a T-girl experience life, anyway? How is it any different than anyone else's? I mean it's the fantasy, isn't it? ... Livin' the dream! Right? RIGHT?? How is a (potential) T-girl to know?
What a great question!
Fortunately, a great deal of the intellectual capital throughout history has gone into writing handy little aphorisms capturing EXACTLY what life is like! Isn't that great? Well ... YES, except they didn't have little girls in boys' bodies in mind. No, those experiences are a teeeeny bit different. But the sayings are great for making comparisons! So let's compare!
Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get. (You HAD to know this one was coming. Didn't you?) This generally means that life is unpredictable for most people. The chocolate box takes the edge off and conveys a sense of happiness and the discovery of delights. Mmmm - I got a caramel! And I got a fudge center! Maybe you were thrilled with nougat if you're a little left of center. But all this is for regular old people. What it's like for the poor TS is that we get the jelly. Every. Damn. Time. And while you CAN pick the chocolate coating off and eat it, it's, well, compensating for what you really wanted. Yes'm, a bourbon center would have been FINE! And so after picking a few jellies, we start poking our fingers in the chocolates first - and ruin it for everyone.
Life is like a multiple choice question, sometimes the choices confuse you, not the question itself. For example, you may think "OMG, I know I want to go to college ... Mater, shall I away to Hahvahd or Yale? Perhaps study classics at Williams? Yes, I know I'm a legacy at Trinity, but they're so ... British there." Ok, ok, so that's not folks either. So make it Walmart vs. Target or something. Same diff., this is a democracy. And the TS? It's sex worker or unemployed. Hot Springs Community College or University of the Siberias. But that's when you KNOW the question! Oh Lord, that's funny! Oh, we always have *A* question - just not one relevant to the choices at hand! Nope, it's more like Walmart or Target when the question is "which open heart surgeon ..."
Life is like a B-movie. You don’t want to leave in the middle of it but you don’t want to see it again. This one posits the good fun in familiar, predictable, conventional, patterned things. Yeah, they suck, but they sure are campy! So enjoy! Just know that if you take your first date to another one, it will be the last date. Regular people extend the concept to all kinds of things. It's a down-home way of saying that if life is sometimes blah, it still beats keeling over dead in front of the grandchildren like Marlon Brando in The Godfather! For the TS? It's "Damn, I'm not waiting THAT long! Hell no, I'm killing myself NOW!" And then, we do. The movie really does suck.
Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on. This not the best way to learn, of course. It tells you that you must learn as you go along. No choice. Brace yourself! But at least it's a musical instrument, for crying out loud. It's not like telling you that you have to learn how to drop a nuclear weapon on your mother on the fly. The TS have to learn life as we go, too. Except WE don't get to play OUR instrument. Nope, we have to learn yours. It's the tuba.
Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will. What a thoughtful line. Thank you, Mr. Nehru! Wow - that's powerful, isn't it? Sheer will can overcome anything! No predetermined, ultimate end points! Yes, every action IS choice, whether you do it consciously or not. The theoretical framework isn't bad even for the TS! As a purely practical matter, though - just a little thing, really ... I almost hesitate to mention it - the one thing the entire planet accepts as deterministic is biology. I.e., that the TS are off our rockers. Alas.
So, tote 'em up! Or don't! No matter which side of the perspective line you fall, YOU (yes you) could be living the dream! Take heart and start your journey. Right now! I can ASSURE you that there will be no disappointment along the way! No, if it's not for you, that will wait to the very end, when you discover what fun it is playing someone else's tuba. It's enough to make you want to drop a nuclear weapon on your head.
But do get used to disappointment, because detransition absolutely shits.
Ebenezer Scrooge
The sins of man are huge
A neverending symphony
Of villainy and infamy
Duplicity, deceit, and subtefuge
And no one's worse than Ebenezer Scrooge
Though man's a handy candidate for Hell
I must admit life sometimes has it's brighter side as well
I like life
Life likes me
Life and I fairly fully agree
Life is fine
Life is good
'Specially mine, which is just as it should be
I like pouring the wine and why not?
Life's a pleasure that I deny not
I like life
Here and now
Life and I made a mutual vow
'Till I die
Life and I
We'll both try to be better somehow
And if life were a woman
She would be my wife
Scrooge
Why?
Ghost of Christmas Present
Why? Because I like life!
Scrooge
That's all very well for you. But I hate life
Ghost of Christmas Present
Nonsense man! Why?
Scrooge
Because life hates me, that's why!
I sympathize (with Scrooge). What? You didn't know he's a sympathetic character? Well, if there's anything a MTF doesn't want to end up being, it's a bitter old man! One of the little lessons of A Christmas Carol, of course, is that it completely SUCKS being a bitter old man. Even when he claims to like his life, justifies it, and claim it as superior to all others. Thing is, he doesn't really even know he's miserable! Unfortunately, winding up that way is highly likely. Anne Vitale even has it (more or less, let's not quibble) as one of her life stages for the untreated transsexual. So why the sympathy? 'Cause that's my life, Bunky, minus the little piles of gold on the desk.
BS you say. And I say nay, it's true! But, you ask, just how does a T-girl experience life, anyway? How is it any different than anyone else's? I mean it's the fantasy, isn't it? ... Livin' the dream! Right? RIGHT?? How is a (potential) T-girl to know?
What a great question!
Fortunately, a great deal of the intellectual capital throughout history has gone into writing handy little aphorisms capturing EXACTLY what life is like! Isn't that great? Well ... YES, except they didn't have little girls in boys' bodies in mind. No, those experiences are a teeeeny bit different. But the sayings are great for making comparisons! So let's compare!
Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get. (You HAD to know this one was coming. Didn't you?) This generally means that life is unpredictable for most people. The chocolate box takes the edge off and conveys a sense of happiness and the discovery of delights. Mmmm - I got a caramel! And I got a fudge center! Maybe you were thrilled with nougat if you're a little left of center. But all this is for regular old people. What it's like for the poor TS is that we get the jelly. Every. Damn. Time. And while you CAN pick the chocolate coating off and eat it, it's, well, compensating for what you really wanted. Yes'm, a bourbon center would have been FINE! And so after picking a few jellies, we start poking our fingers in the chocolates first - and ruin it for everyone.
Life is like a multiple choice question, sometimes the choices confuse you, not the question itself. For example, you may think "OMG, I know I want to go to college ... Mater, shall I away to Hahvahd or Yale? Perhaps study classics at Williams? Yes, I know I'm a legacy at Trinity, but they're so ... British there." Ok, ok, so that's not folks either. So make it Walmart vs. Target or something. Same diff., this is a democracy. And the TS? It's sex worker or unemployed. Hot Springs Community College or University of the Siberias. But that's when you KNOW the question! Oh Lord, that's funny! Oh, we always have *A* question - just not one relevant to the choices at hand! Nope, it's more like Walmart or Target when the question is "which open heart surgeon ..."
Life is like a B-movie. You don’t want to leave in the middle of it but you don’t want to see it again. This one posits the good fun in familiar, predictable, conventional, patterned things. Yeah, they suck, but they sure are campy! So enjoy! Just know that if you take your first date to another one, it will be the last date. Regular people extend the concept to all kinds of things. It's a down-home way of saying that if life is sometimes blah, it still beats keeling over dead in front of the grandchildren like Marlon Brando in The Godfather! For the TS? It's "Damn, I'm not waiting THAT long! Hell no, I'm killing myself NOW!" And then, we do. The movie really does suck.
Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on. This not the best way to learn, of course. It tells you that you must learn as you go along. No choice. Brace yourself! But at least it's a musical instrument, for crying out loud. It's not like telling you that you have to learn how to drop a nuclear weapon on your mother on the fly. The TS have to learn life as we go, too. Except WE don't get to play OUR instrument. Nope, we have to learn yours. It's the tuba.
Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will. What a thoughtful line. Thank you, Mr. Nehru! Wow - that's powerful, isn't it? Sheer will can overcome anything! No predetermined, ultimate end points! Yes, every action IS choice, whether you do it consciously or not. The theoretical framework isn't bad even for the TS! As a purely practical matter, though - just a little thing, really ... I almost hesitate to mention it - the one thing the entire planet accepts as deterministic is biology. I.e., that the TS are off our rockers. Alas.
So, tote 'em up! Or don't! No matter which side of the perspective line you fall, YOU (yes you) could be living the dream! Take heart and start your journey. Right now! I can ASSURE you that there will be no disappointment along the way! No, if it's not for you, that will wait to the very end, when you discover what fun it is playing someone else's tuba. It's enough to make you want to drop a nuclear weapon on your head.
But do get used to disappointment, because detransition absolutely shits.