I read about some new research that was quoted on Rose’s Forum earlier in the week. The link takes you to a discussion about the findings and how some parts of it go against earlier research. I’ll give you a brief sound bite (below) although that clearly doesn’t do the full article justice:
“What this study does do, however, is add to the increasing evidence that there
are some detectable neurological differences in the brains of transgendered
people. We’re just not in a position to say much about the significance of this
How does one define ‘transgendered’? Hell, most of us TG folk can’t agree on labels, I wonder how the scientific community managed? 🙂 Snippy comments aside, let us say – for sake of argument – that if it included everyone in the TG spectrum – I wonder what would come out of such a research project? If – a God knows how – we studied everyone from the the occasional dabblers to those who live full time (or near as damn it); would we find any commonality?
Does this prove that there’s no such thing as ‘alternative lifestyle’ and that we are how we’re made? Man, that sounds a loaded statement if you take it out of context. Oops. 😉 It’s so easy to say the wrong thing these days! 🙂 What I mean is, are we who we are by biological lottery of chemistry? Certain hormones at certain times mean certain things, etc. It’s going to be an interesting ride that’s for sure.
In other – and significantly less scientific and earth-shattering, the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones and I had a day off today for a spot of shopping. Y’see, having a trans husband isn’t always bad news: we don’t get bored while you try on shoes or the same dress three times. We know why you would rather wear trainers on a big shopping trip that cute pumps and the phrase ‘too many shoes’ is as alien to us as the off-side rule (Ed: sweeping generalisations ahoy!).
After lunch we stopped in a department store as Mrs J checked out the new slap that was on offer. She had a quick make-over (Ed: lucky lady!) and she looked very nice. Yes, of course I told her. 🙂 While she tried on a new foundation, she complained about it being too ‘glowy’. So helpful husband and bloke mind thinking ‘problem? provide solution!‘, I handed over a small compact of powder… in the right shade, of course. 🙂 The assistant gave a big smile and said: “Wow, you do know your way around make-up don’t you?”* Mrs J kindly bit her lip, although I did notice a cheeky grin (one of the many things I love about her).
“I’m a new man,” I replied hoping that would dodge the issue. “Shall we leave it at that?” Heh. Busted 🙂
[ * Well, not really, but then compared to my non-TG mates, yes I guess so. ]
Mrs J was debating the cost while the assistant was looking for other products that may prove popular. I thought I’d treat her because a) she’s worth it and b) because it’s nice to have the little things that can help you feel good about yourself.
Right ladies? 🙂
[ Today’s lyric: I Say A Little Prayer For You by Aretha Franklin ]