Analysis (Services and Self)

Koan Bremner's view on life as a database and data warehouse professional / addict and non-genetic woman

Monday, February 28, 2005

Scent of a woman

To me, one of the most intriguing questions that can be asked of someone is "what are X words that describe you?" I see it over and over: for example, in magazine "pop psychology" quizzes, and in Sunday newspaper profile pieces. If *you* had to describe yourself in ten words, which words would you choose? What about if you only had five words?

What if you only had one word; which word would you use then, to capture the essence of how you see yourself?

I wouldn't have to think too hard before answering that one; "woman". The more words I'm allowed, the more of a picture of me I would be able to paint. Here's the thing, though; X would have to be pretty high (certainly more than thirty) before I'd use one on "transgendered". That might surprise you, especially if you've read a selection of my posts on this blog. But there's no discrepancy here; I'm a woman... at least, in *my* eyes! ;-) The fact that I am also transgendered is just that, a fact, and one which I don't dispute. But it's *not* how I define myself. The fact will always remain; the day-to-day consequences of that fact are that, right now, I have to deal with the minutiae of crossing the gap between physical masculinity and femininity (which is an ongoing, accelerating and, most crucially, finite process) as well as the *social* gap between masculinity and femininity. To me, the latter is by far the more important gap.

How will I know when I've crossed it? I don't think it's a finite process, unlike the physical transition. But part of my personal success criteria is "to what extent do *others* perceive me as a woman"? Which then raises the question, how do I test how well I'm doing against that criteria? I'll use a technology example to illustrate this.

At work, one of the developmental doctrines we try to adhere to is the spirit of Test-Driven Development. This says that you only develop a piece of software code when there is some objective, business test which your current software does not pass (i.e. there is a piece of functionality that your current software does not implement) and that, before writing the software, you write an appropriate test. You know that your current software will fail the test (as it should; your current software doesn't implement that functionality). Having written the test, you add just enough code to your software so that it now passes the test (at which point, you know that you've successfully implemented that specific business requirement); and so you move on to the next test case. It's an iterative process: define an area of functionality which is not currently implemented; define a test which will show when you've implemented that functionality (but which you currently fail); write just enough code to pass the test; move on to the next missing piece of functionality.

This approach strikes me as being just as applicable here. Define a situation in which I'm not currently accepted as a woman (or in which I might not be accepted as such, or haven't yet tried to determine one way or the other); define an objective test; take whatever actions are necessary to pass that test; move on to the next situation. In Test-Driven Development, it is not unusual to spend more time identifying and writing the tests than you do in writing the software to pass the tests; the pay-off comes when the total amount of time spent in development starts to decrease, *and* the quality of the software that is written increases, not least because you're developing a comprehensive suite of unit tests which will detect the nightmare scenario, where you break an existing piece of code by fixing a bug in another area, or by introducing a new piece of functionality.

With that in mind, what tests might I define for my social transition? One that's been in my mind for a while now is the extent to which informal (or formal) women's groups would accept me as a member. For example, one of the blogs I read is misbehaving.net - which they describe as "a weblog about women and technology... a celebration of women's contributions to computing; a place to spotlight women's contributions as well point out new opportunities and challenges for women in the computing field" (yes, there's a missing "as" in there... maybe I should have been a sub-editor after all!). There's a core group of contributors (profiled under the section "misbehaving here") and a wider group of women in computing (linked to under the section "misbehaving elsewhere"). One simple test might be to get myself listed in the "misbehaving elsewhere" category, i.e. be demonstrably accepted as a *woman* in computing, with something worthwhile to say (note to self: write some more technology posts). Anyway, that's for the future; yesterday I read a post on that blog, "Women in podcasting", referring to Amy Gahran's growing list of women podcasters (and why such a list might be necessary). My podcast, VoiceOver is listed in the ipodder.org directory (under "music" > "alternative & rock"); shouldn't it also be on Amy's list? Well, *I* think so (obviously!)... but would Amy agree?

I emailed Amy with the suggestion; she quickly responded by adding me to her list (thanks, Amy!) One small unit test defined, written and passed; onto the next. ;-)

Which brings me back to the point of this post (yes, I do have a point, other than recording a fleeting moment of self-congratulation). If there was a list of "transgendered podcasters", I wouldn't be in the slightest bit interested in seeking admission to that list. I wouldn't object to being *on* such a list (it would be a statement of truth, after all) but I wouldn't actively seek inclusion to that list (in contrast to seeking inclusion on Amy's list). Why not? Because I don't self-identify as transgendered. Truthfully, I don't. I'm a woman; that's how I self-identify. The fact that I'm transgendered is just that; a fact. It's a temporary inconvenience and source of present physical discomfort (I've another session of electrolysis this morning, for example)... but there will come a point, probably early in 2006, when all the surgical and legal processes have been completed. At which point, I know, the only time that the term "transgendered" will cross my mind (in relation to myself) is if someone else raises it, e.g. in reference to a post of mine in this blog.

Is that an incongruity? How can I state, on the one hand, that I don't self-identify as transgendered, yet write about aspects of being transgendered on the other?

Personally, I don't think it's incongruous at all; I tried to explain why I mention the issue in one of the earliest posts I made on this blog, and expanded on it slightly when I described my motivation for participating in a TV documentary series. My primary reasons for writing about my experience of Gender Dysphoria *at this point in my life* are:

* Because so many people (friends, colleagues, family) kept suggesting that I should;

* Because my own memory is so full of holes these days that if I don't commit these thought to writing *now*, I'll probably never remember them in the future;

* Because I'm not ashamed of what I am, and cannot imagine ever denying the reality of my life's history, I've nothing to hide on this subject;

* Because I know that if I had read, ten or more years ago, the kind of factual perspective I try to project in these posts, my own path could have been so much less traumatic than it was. If I bemoan the fact that I couldn't find such accounts *then*, don't I have an obligation to put that right (and maybe, just maybe, ease someone else's burden with facing this condition) *now*?

But there is a definite time limit on the extent to which I'll write on this subject. Once the physical and legal formalities are completed, I very much doubt if I'll write on the subject of Gender Dysphoria again; at least, I don't intend to. I'll be too busy writing about the joys (and travails) of womanhood! :-) I'll leave these writings as a matter of record; but that's all they'll be, as far as I'm concerned. I do not intend to fall into the trap that I perceive so many transgendered folk seem to fall into; that they never completely move on from being transgendered. If that seems like a harsh assertion to make, well, I've read a lot of writings by transgendered people (in print, in blogs, in usenet newsgroups, on the web) and the sad reality is that many transgendered folks seem unable (or unwilling) to shake off the fact of their being transgendered and fully embrace the opportunity of being themselves. I'll set myself up for some flak here by stating my opinion (for what little *that's* worth) that if you *are* transgendered and permanently focus on *being* transgendered... indeed, if you self-identify as transgendered first, female (or male) second, if at all... then really, you've missed the point.

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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Back to the Braai

I wouldn't even like to hazard a guess at the number of people I've met and known over the years; many thousands, certainly, but how many thousands? No idea. Of all those people, who are the ones I remember? I guess the majority fall into the category which knowledge management theorists call "RFR" (i.e. recent, frequent or relevant); the people we've encountered most recently, most frequently or who have the most direct impact on some immediate aspect of our lives. For me, though, I think there are two additional "categorisations" (for want of a better term) of people that lead to them remaining in my memory; namely, those I meet under unusual circumstances; and those who break the stereotypes that I undoubtedly form, hard as I try not to. My ex-colleague Brad definitely falls into that last categorisation. Last Thursday was his last day with my employers, Exony; and next week he returns to the country of his birth, South Africa. Circumstances conspired to prevent my being in the office towards the end of last week, and so sadly I will not get the chance to say goodbye to Brad in person. I hope he will not cringe with embarassment if I set down here some thoughts on why I rate him so highly as a professional; why I think he is a quite remarkable individual; why an apparent dichotomy between the professional and the person really makes me question the basis of my own faith (or rather, lack thereof); and why my honest hope that he finds what he is looking for is tempered with deep regret that he won't be around the office any more.

In his professional capacity as a programmer / software engineer / choose a term you like, Brad has an insight and eye for detail that I've rarely seen. Maybe the characteristic I found most valuable, though, was his extreme scepticism in the face of apparent technological advances. On more than one occasion, I've shown prototype code to my colleagues with quite a "wow!" factor result; but until I had the quiet "yup, that seems to work" from Brad, I'd doubt whether all the bases had been covered. I keep odd work hours (insomnia is *such* a joy!) whereas Brad just kept long hours.

As an individual, Brad has a deep Christian faith, which he has referred to on his blog; but you wouldn't necessarily have realised this from the man himself, because he was never (in my experience) a person who would impose his faith on you, attempt to evangelise you, or quote scripture at you. I have a deep admiration for people of faith, primarily because I have no faith of my own. Indeed, I have a sense of jealousy for the comfort that I guess a strong faith can bring; but that's not a comfort I sense, so I seek mine in other areas. He reminds me of my brother, Russ; like Russ, I cannot recall Brad ever saying a bad word about anybody. Which is not to say that he may not have *thought* that some people needed to shape up in some ways (I suspect my occasional tendency towards the, er, *emotional* may have stymied him from time to time!)

And here's the remarkable thing, from my perspective; that such a sceptical person, so difficult to fool on matters of business and technology, had simultaneously such a profound faith. What does Brad know, that I do not? What insight has he had, that I, patently, have not? As I said, I have no faith (and not for the want of looking) and I tend to be a little dismissive of those who learn their "faith" from the cradle and probably never question it until the grave (the dread word indoctrination springs to mind). That's not an accusation I'd level at Brad. A man of few words (and even fewer blog posts, sadly) but every one of them worth listening to. And a wicked sense of humour.

So, farewell and God speed, Irish African! I genuinely hope that you find what you are looking for. Next time I enjoy a piece of Biltong, I'll raise a silent toast in your direction, a valued colleague, and (I hope) a friend.

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VoiceOver Session Six

Now online, VoiceOver Session Six (MP3, 13.3 MB, 29 minutes 01 second). Five more gems from my vinyl collection, unavailable (to the best of my knowledge) on commercial CD. Enjoy!

Show notes to follow in a day or so.

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Tuesday, February 22, 2005

VoiceOver Session Five

Now online, VoiceOver Session Five (MP3, 11.3 MB, 24 minutes 38 seconds). Some gems from my vinyl collection, unavailable (to the best of my knowledge) on commercial CD. Enjoy!

Show notes to follow in a day or so.

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

My token political post

To be honest, I tend not to talk about my political beliefs unless asked; and even then, I may well keep them to myself. And I view political beliefs as being completely distinct from party politics and (especially) politicians; whom I tend to distrust completely, unless given good reasons otherwise. But, on Friday, I was working from home, and had BBC News 24 on the TV in the background, and was absolutely blown away, possibly for the first time ever, by a contemporary politician. He spoke onstage, without notes or a podium, for (I think) seven minutes in total; and even if I hadn't already decided which way I was going to vote in the next UK general election (whenever that will be), that seven minutes would have convinced me.

You can stop reading now, if you wish; but if you didn't see Tony Blair's opening address to the Labour Party's Spring Conference in Gateshead, and have seven minutes to spare, then it's still being streamed from the BBC's website (although I have no idea how long it will be available) at "Blair outlines election pledges" - click on the link titled "Highlights of Tony Blair's whistle-stop tour" to launch the BBC News Player, and then select the item "Tony Blair unveils Labour's pre-election pledges". And then I'll tell you why that speech affected me more than any other contemporary political speech I've ever heard.

What Tony Blair said, in my opinion, is "this is what we stand for at this point in our nation's history". Simple (arguably, empty and meaningless) pledges; the kind of pledges that any political party would probably pay lip-service to. He then demolished, at a stroke, any pretence that the Conservative party shared those aspirations, by highlighting how that party's own voting actions prove otherwise. Honestly, I don't like political campaigns which focus on the shortcomings of the opposition rather than the campaigner's own message; this speech struck me as something completely different. In my opinion, this speech said, "this is what we believe in; which is something *worth* believing in, and working towards; this is what we've done, are doing, and will do to make that belief a reality; our opposition may *say* that they believe these things, and that our pledges are empty... but here's the proof of their actions which show they don't believe in these things".

Really, that struck me as something completely new (in my lifetime, at least) from UK politicians.

Now, admittedly, I've a lot of personal goodwill towards this Government, not least because they brought forward legislation (the Gender Recognition Act 2004) which restores basic human rights to a minority of the UK population which had been denied those rights for many years. Yes, I have a vested interest in that legislation; I'm part of that minority (estimated at 5,000 out of a UK population of, what, 55 million?) But (and I wish I could remember the exact quote and original speaker, but I can't) "the mark of a reforming Government is not how many people its legislation improves life for, without harming the rest; but how *few* people it improves life for, without harming the rest". Really, how significant are the electoral votes in passing legislation like that? Not that many. And yet, they tabled the legislation, saw it through both Houses of Parliament (despite fierce opposition from many, but *not* all, in the upper echelons of the Church of England, and similar opposition from many in the "Nasty Party", sorry, the Conservative Party) and it is now enacted. That, alone, would probably have ensured my vote at the next election. But Tony Blair's speech on Friday achieved something rather more remarkable.

Yesterday, I joined the Labour Party.

That's it; nothing Earth-shattering, and probably of no significance (or indeed, interest) to anyone else in the world. But I share the vision that he described on Friday, and the least I can do is say so, even if it's only here. ;-) I've no political aspirations at all, and no intention of taking up active campaigning in the forthcoming election(s). Apart from anything else, I suspect I'd be more of a liability on the doorstep than an asset. But I'm more than happy to say that I share his vision, will be counted accordingly, and will accept the consequences of my actions (i.e. my vote).

So the next time Michael Howard (leader of the Conservative Party, and for many years my most disliked politician, which is saying something) goes on about cutting taxes (which is pretty much all he ever seems to say, in my opinion) I'll respond. Personally, I *don't* object to paying higher taxes for public services, *if that money is put to good use*. Personally, I believe that the higher personal taxes I've paid since Labour took office have resulted in substantially improved public services. Have they made mistakes? Of course. Will they make more mistakes? Undoubtedly.

Do I believe, though, that the Labour Party's intentions are honourable and worthy? Yes, I do. Do I think they stand a reasonable chance of delivering significantly on their pledges? Yes, I do.

That's it; the first (and probably last) political post from me. Feel free to flame me! ;-)

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VoiceOver Session Four

Now online, VoiceOver Session Four (MP3, 10.2 MB, 22 minutes 21 seconds). Enjoy! (Hopefully the wait was worth it...)

Show notes to follow in a day or so. which I'll be adding to, as relevant links occur to me (thanks to the power of OPML!)

Revelation! "Shipbuilding" wasn't written by Robert Wyatt at all; it was written by Elvis Costello and Clive Langer, and only covered by Robert Wyatt, although they wrote it especially for him. You live and learn! Still, this version *is* still a cover... ;-)

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Thursday, February 10, 2005

Seven letters

Seven letters; that's all there are between 'M' and 'F' in the alphabet (at least, the alphabet I use). It doesn't sound much... but sometimes getting officialdom to cross that divide can seem overwhelming. Yesterday was a case in point; I went to the Pasport Office in London to apply for a replacement passport in my new name, with a new photo, and (correctly) listing my gender as female. All of my research had determined that I was entitled to this; and I had meticulously prepared all of my documentation to make the process as painless as possible. By 2.20pm I had that document in my hand; but at 9.30am, I had been told that the replacement passport would *not* be issued.

I've thought about documenting here, in detail, what happened yesterday; on reflection, I've decided not to. I'm overjoyed with the outcome, believe me; and the day will join the ranks of those significant days on my journey along this extended, challenging (yet simultaneously rewarding) journey of transition. But the details behind the day? I think I'll see if my currently patchy memory will file those somewhere that I won't constantly trip over them.

This has been, in truth, a tough, unpleasant and emotionally draining week, on a range of fronts: logistical nightmares in arranging my ongoing treatments; health worries about someone very close to me; work-related stress because of my ongoing memory problems (and the effect they have on me when I am unable to do things which I know I used to be able to do); moral dilemma because a former colleague has asked me to step over the bounds of what is reasonable (and tried to play the "guilt card" in the process) and he picked the wrong person to ask to lie on his behalf; and now the emotional turmoil of yesterday. I'd like to think that's enough for one week. So I'm going to work at home for the next few days, and hopefully recharge my rather depleted batteries.

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Saturday, February 05, 2005

Well, *I'm* pleased with the results! Mostly... ;-)

The final selection from Wednesday's little session. I am delighted with the outcome; I'll be very happy to have new ID bearing one of these instead of my previous appearance, that's for sure.

Thanks again, Richard and Melanie; you rock!


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Thursday, February 03, 2005

In front of the lens

Yesterday was the third day of filming for the TV documentary series I'm taking part in; and it was a really fun day. I had a primary objective for the day, which was to get a decent photograph which could be used for my new passport, driving license and other forms of official ID, and since I want the end results to be as useful (and, yes, flattering; I'm a vain bitch; so sue me!) as possible, I decided to have them taken by a professional photographer (rather than trust to the joys of a mechanical photo booth). To maximise the aesthetic effect, I also asked the proprietor of the salon which I use every few weeks for waxing and the like if she would give me a makeover for the camera, which she agreed to do. So, a film crew of two, a photographer, a cosmetician and I set up shop in a photographic studio and tried to fashion a silk purse out of this particular sow's ear! :-) After taking the "official" photos, Richard (the photographer) then took a series of more informal shots (it seemed a shame to waste the fantastic makeover which Melanie had given me) and I'll have the results of both on Saturday morning (which means I should finally have some pictures of myself worth posting here), ready for my trip to the Passport Office in London next week, to get my new passport!

There is a serious aspect to this apparent indulgence. If I travel overseas, I will be travelling as a woman, since that's how I live. My new passport will also reflect that. Personally, I need the confidence that the photo in the passport isn't itself going to give an immigration official pause for thought, and that it won't look completely at odds with the person holding it. For example, I have travelled to the US many times in the past,and I know how stringent their immigration checks are (especially, and understandably, since the events of September 11 2001). Really, the last thing I need is to be singled out for "special attention" if I have to travel there; a rubber-gloved body cavity search I can do without, thanks all the same. Besides, my body and facial features have already changed considerably since I began transition, and I wanted to maximise the time that my new passport would be useful, before I have to change the photos again.

The afternoon was devoted to two-wheeled mayhem! From the first time we met, David the director-cameraman seems to have been facinated by the idea that I combine my love of feminine finery with the urge to put on my leathers and ride my trusty steed Cruella whenever I can; to the extent that he wanted to get plenty of footage of me riding her, as well as ride pillion with me and shoot over my shoulder, along the side, and with the camera in front of me, pointing at my face while I rode (at speed, I might add). What a laugh! We spent a few hours doing that, and then I spoke on camera about what biking (and Cruella) mean to me, particularly in the context of my transition. It's probably just as well that the fading light finally put an end to filming; otherwise I'd probably still be talking.

Life's good; some days really stand out, though, and this was one of them.

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