ratboy13's review

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dark emotional hopeful inspiring reflective sad medium-paced

4.75

sleepingnerd's review

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4.0

Excellent essay pondering about monstrosity, queerness and what connects the two. I have a big fascination with horror stories, and this is a big reason why. After all, what we fear tell us much about ourselves and our culture, and the Other, the Transgressive, is often feared and, thus, turned into a monster. I don't feel like I understood everything, mostly because I'd need to study more, but this had a lot of great insights. Also, it's fitting that I read this in the waiting room for my doctor appointment to start HRT :)

callofthelibrary's review

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5.0

literally greatest thing ive ever read

nonsenselliot's review

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challenging emotional hopeful medium-paced

4.0


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zcsforbes's review

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inspiring medium-paced

4.0

i love transsexual academics

earthdungeon's review

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5.0

lotta big words at the end there

robink302's review

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challenging emotional hopeful reflective slow-paced

5.0

chrxiao's review

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5.0

kinda can't find the words — just deeply awed & respectful. this piece is powerful in the way that you become intensely aware of your heart beating. "monologue" particularly took me out. wish i had seen stryker's performance. horror is queer; transness is the ultimate queerness. learned a piece more of my queer history in the time period understanding of "transsexual" (which today we define as just the outdated term) v.s. "transgender."

votedmothman's review

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5.0

If you have read Frankenstein, are trans, and/or have an interest in trans history + trans politics read this essay, it's fantastic.

alexbrhms's review

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5.0

 "The transsexual body is an unnatural body. It is the product of medical science. It is a technological construction. It is flesh torn apart and sewn together again in a shape that in which it was not born. In these circumstances, I find a deep affinity between myself as a transsexual woman and the monster in Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Like the monster, I am too often perceived as less than fully human due to the means of my embodiment; like the monster's as well, my exclusion from human community fuels a deep and abiding rage in me that I, like the monster, direct against the conditions in which I must struggle to exist."

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP SHOVELING DIRT INTO MY MOUTH EATING THE PAPER SOBBING YELLING RUNNING AROUND DOING CARTWHEELS BAWLING MY EYES OUT