Hello Phil Evans,

I watched the trailer. Very interesting film which I will get to see the whole thing. Yes! I have a suggestion of my own from a favorite film of mine, Crossing Delancey. The Peter Riegert character and his pursuit of Izzy is very much a girls’ fantasy. “He really wants me that much(!) and all the time I’ve been pining for the wrong man.”

About one minute into the bris scene, above, the rabbi predicts that the men will cringe or go into guarding behavior as the foreskin is removed. (So it’s not just women who undergo genital mutilation. That baby needs that skin for SRS!) Personally I find circumcised men’s penises oddly naked, but that’s just me and I’m going off-point.

I have told male health care providers about my SRS as part of a general medical checkup and I have seen the guarding behavior. There’s an old cartoon drawing back in the day when two kids are playing doctor and the girl asks the boy. “May I touch it?” He responds, “No. You already broke yours off!”

Castration anxiety and the fear of being unsexed runs high in men and for someone who willingly wants to do that creates shock, fear, and anger. We see that manifest in some of the comments sections about how “crazy” parents are who are taking their pre-teen to the child psychologist because the child insists he/she is not being raised in the correct gender. Those angry about helping the child have a fantasy that toddlers are being given hormones and are being put under the knife for sex change surgery, aka SRS.

This, I would suggest, is as frightening to men as women’s menstruation. Men talk a big show about shedding blood, all wrapped in the flag, but women shed blood every month without anything worse than a bout with PMS. We also see fear in men of women’s blood and why women, when they menstruate, are especially a pollutant.

All these things take on a religious and pseudo-religious aspect and, again, we see it mixed into the arguments against children being helped if they say they are the wrong gender and why these bodily facts figure so strongly in the arguments that state emphatically a person cannot change their sex/gender. Maybe these ideas play in the head of the man — I don’t really know.

This also plays into the heads of lesbians who are repulse by what is between a post-ops legs — though: “not all lesbians . . .” Riki Anne Wilchins writes of this, almost comedically, about her show-and-tell seminar at the Michigan Women’s Music Festival where she had a literal hands-on introduction to trans anatomy. Some women slipped on the surgical gloves and gave her a pelvic. It is report that the result was at minimum “satisfactory.” But when some girlfriends found out that their lovers had touch the accused“trans c*nt,” relationships went on the rocks. They had been polluted. “What was that thing before it became the *new* thing!?” Yuk-poo! Gag a maggot! Gross!

But, then again, husbands leave wives who have had mastectomies due to cancer. It cuts both ways, pun truly not intended.

It all probably runs even deeper than that, though this might be a good start on this topic.