GenderTrender is a blog which serves as a repository for TERF rage at trannies invading all their spaces and pushing them aside in the victim sweepstakes (TERF stands for Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminist). I recommend giving it a skim now and then, as both the posts and the comments are filled with 180 mockery of trannies and the whole nerd-infested "genderqueer" category. It's also filled with morbidly funny news items, such as trannies raping their female sex partners with unwomanly penises, trannies beating the s**t
One GT post quoted extensively from an article by Lynn Conway, a deranged tranny computer nerd who won't reveal his real name (and no one is allowed to ask). Conway claimed that sex reassignment surgery totally changes the way trannies experience sex and makes them orgasm like a woman. (Only the first part is true.)
GT readers flipped out on the tranny's delusional musings:
I cannot imagine why you have not yet discovered this for yourself. I can only guess it’s because you haven’t spent enough time having laydee phantasies about being treated like a whore by a gang of random longshoremen.
(Apologies to longshoremen, of course. I didn’t mean to imply that you’d of course band together to triple-team a tranny.)
BB dug up this quote on "funfems":
makeup ‘n’ fashion
stripping, burlesque, “sex work“, ‘kink‘ , more kink and p()rn
They think Helen Gurley Brown was some kind of hero. They adore vagina
In other words, their intentions are feminist but their practices largely aren’t.
Back to GT:
It’s even better when I go out in public and enjoy “letting” myself be aroused by fantasies of “letting go” and “vocalizing” like a porn star, and then also smile a lot at other people, who mistakenly think I’m smiling because I’m a nice, friendly person instead of the truth, which is that I am constantly awash in sexual fantasy and am perving on the idea that they *think* I’m being friendly and don’t know I’m actually perving on them. That’s how I get my kicks, see: they think I’m buying potatoes, milk, and pasta, but actually I’m just getting turned on and then going out to interact with the general public because it gives me an “internal erection” to think I’m keeping a dirty secret.
It was all awesome, until I remembered that I’m an actual woman and not some tranny fuckdoll fantasy, so I not only have better things to do than think about sex every damn second of the day, but am able to keep my arousal in the bedroom where it belongs instead of getting off on the idea of parading around in public with my hard-on tucked in, smiling at old ladies and imagining how shocked they would be if they knew.
I imagine one of the reasons a post-op tranny might kill himself is because he's lost his only real outlet for sexual pleasure and yet is still completely obsessed with a sexual fetish of looking at his manufactured tits in the mirror. Whatever post-op trannies say about finding happiness in some vague feeling of sexiness that never terminates, it's all a bluff to convince themselves they haven't just made a tragic, irreversible mistake.
There are many other GT articles, let's explore the TERF rage at trannies...together.