FOREWORD TO THE CASS REVIEW: AN ERASURE
Dear , One of the great pleasures has been my personal approach to your undermining. I have tried to remain, if only to hamper the research. I have fought for the right to support vilified professionals – but the toxicity, the name-calling makes people afraid , afraid to openly discuss their generous binary gender preservation appproach Afraid to roll back on rights to healthcare , afraid to battle trans bully t - s l u rs and other tran s ex ual s I c k o s … I mean , I too experience disappointed hormones, l ost within me I am one of the good ones . Based on the evidence , I believe in your right to be buffeted between governance structures and the distress you deserve. I believe passionately in narrowly defined transgender s. You all need help ! You might need care , but at all levels of the system : no . You want to be respected, and believed ? How about : cautious waiting lists clinical dismay , and years of d en ial in stead ? Based on the currently available information (not conducted in a vacuum, no , really) we do not know the ‘sweet spot’ nor do we want to. Yours sincerely,Driftwood
On Sunday we make quiet plans with the shimmer on the waterline. In Finland there is no tide but a motion churns on: algae, splintered reed, sea scum all that can be held elsewhere will sometime come ashore. Something you say or the way you say it unfurls me, and I swallow: a hundred-year-old sorrow of the blood a twenty-year-old tremble, as the small hand learns shame, an eight-year-old lump in the throat in place of a ‘yes’ & those past lives lapping, wet already sopping boots, socks, shins, I say nothing. Imagine the headline in the morning paper LOST: TWO WALKERS SWEPT OFF THE PROMENADE!! And you, remove an unremarkable shard of sea-worn glass and place it in your pocket like it’s the most natural thing. Some people are wave breakers, some withstand