According to the Kinks song, Lola, "Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls, it's a mixed up world" In fact, that mixed up world is a delightful copulating cornucopia of tantalizing T-Girls with enough sexual horsepower under their well endowed hoods to fuel inject the Erectus Eruptus factor of their many admirers. These surgically altered buxom beauties sometimes referred to as "chicks with dicks" possess that physical combination of south of the border male genitalia and north of the border female rocky mountains that fascinate and capture the hearts and imagination of male and female alike. These beauties break the down the barriers and excite the latent or blatant bi-sexual responses from the male of the species with a gravitational pull that can't be ignored.
If you venture forth stepping briskly through the vanilla looking glass you'll find that you have penetrated Alice's Sexual Wonderland of tasty transvestites and deliriously delicious drag queens and crossdresses. However you are in search of the Holy Grail of the bi-sexual merry-go-round ride, and you'll discover it in the hurricane tempest of the transsexual T-Girl! The tranny is not only regal and resplendant in her looks, clothing and physical make-up, but also personifies the ultimate result in the sexual metamorphosis for those males who feel they are a female being held captive in a male body, but also have the balls (real balls!) to do something about it. There are also males trapped in female bodies but, we will delve into that in a future article.
The T-girl is far all intents and purposes a prisoner, incarceated in a phsychological sexual prison. She is condemned to live alone in solitary confinement with a burning yearning to throw off the sexual shackles society has forced upon her in the name of fear and homophobia that society has used to inhibit their freedom of sexual expression. All she want is to be all the female she can be to borrow a military recruitment phrase, as she emerges as a transsexual army of one! A butterfly emerging from a cocoon with beauty within and without with a nuclear blast of honesty that screams that she is finally free...and this is who she really is..
There is in life the divergent factors of yin and yang. That is also true of the human make-up. We are all part male and part female and that gives us a sense of sexual balance. Homophobia affects some who come to the realization of this conumdrum, and rather than going with it's natural flow and course, decide instead to rebel against this most natural condition where their sexual fears manifests themselves in acts of violence against those in the homosexual community. Psychologically homophobes create an inner snake pit of self hatred that colors their warped sense of the world around them, with the realizaion that they too may be homosexual themselves. Not true in all cases, it's the yin and yang of attraction simply enough, and what the hell, a little bi-sexuality goes a long way!
The T-girl of the transgendered community takes this to the outer limits of the sexual universe to go where she has not gone before and undergoes sexual reassignment surgery to fully blossom as the woman they feel they in fact truly are. T-girls have been a part of the social fabric in many cultures for centuries from the ancient Greeks and Roman civilizations. (Today there is acceptance on a grand scale in Asia, primarily in Thailand of what are called "girlie boys") Sex operations may not have been available as they are today, but, the female-male adopted a large degree of feminine traits and were actually worshipped in these ancient cultures. So much so in fact that they had thier own goddess, Venus Castina who is associated with desires and cravings of femine souls held captive in male bodies.
Two of the earliest "Miss" myths of gender transformation appear at first as a form of punitive action for dastardly deeds commited by some nefarious male who unknowingly pissed off some Female goddess from Thebes to Babylon! The first involves a Theban male who came across two snakes doing the deed and enjoying a sexual moment of ecstacy as only snakes can. For some reason the Theban killed one (talk about a mood killer!) Unfortunately for him the one he killed was the Female. He was then miraculously and mythologically turned into a woman as punishment! Punishment? Gimme a break! In time the Theban adopted feminine ways, had sex with all manner of men from kings to slaves, (and here is where he screwed up) he started extolling the pleasures that women enjoy in the act of sex and that it was head over heels better and more fullfilling than the joy a man feels! For that he was turned back into a man leaving his feminine persona at the door of the ladies locker room. Now that was punishment!
Then along came those madcap Scythians, the scourge of the ancient world hellbent on plunder and pussy (yes, rape was commonplace to conquerors) Not having a clue they desecrated and looted the temple of Venus in what is modern day Syria. This, as can be predicted like a bad Hollywood script, had implications and a portent of things to come when Venus herself was so enraged she turned all of those manly men into the most feminine women that now existed on the planet for the rest of their lives, to plunder no more. However on the flip side of the drachma coin, their new femine bodies were now in danger of bang a gong gang bang rapes by advancing hordes of Huns and other barbarous tribal societies wanting a piece of ass as part of the action.
High priests and the anti-Penis Christ soon emerged in of all places, Phrygia and ancient kingdom that worshipped the god, Attis who was the husband of the goddess Cybelle, for whom does the Cybelle toll? She tolls for thee Attis! The priestly cult had a plethora of priests who practiced self castration, morphing into drag queen transvestites and providing "female" sex to the males of the congregation who congregated in great numbers at the Altar of Tits and Ass. Ass being the operative word here for penetration.
It gets even stranger, however, if you wanted to change into a woman in ancient India, just go skinny dipping in the Ganges River. Oh baby, getting it on in the Ganges. According to Indian lore a king was bathing in the river, and somehow, was turned into a woman! Maybe a pirhana took his bait hook, line and penis, but as a woman he managed to bear 100 sons! Now that would leave about 1,000 miles of stretch marks that would resemble a Rand McNally map of Texas! He was offered to be able to return as a man once again, and he too refused also stating that as a woman he never received such sexual gratification when he was the male of the species so the King was allowed to remain..as a Queen! the King is dead...long live the Queen!
The T-Girl - (part two)
The book of Genesis ain't exactly the book of Genitals, so in order to gaze through the gauze of history at the wonderful world of Alice/Alex in Wonderland, you'll need to grab your fishnets and step through the gender bender looking glass, park your erotic bottom in a seat, and enjoy the show as the yin-yang dueling banjos of male/female personalities battle it out on the inner stage of the human psyche. The curtain is about to rise on the sexual stage production where Dr. Jekyll prefers to be Nurse Hyde! Today, even in our labido liberated lifetime, there is still a homophobic fear directed towards the transsexual by those who just can't comprehend the conundrum of the carnal carnival of gender change brought about thanks to modern medicine and sexual surgery. The homophobe is actually directing it's own fear internally as the bulge in his own pants takes on an erection life of it's own by reacting in the positive to the tits and ass of of some tantallizing T-Girl.
The transsexual not only comes out of the closet, but, does so with fabulous flair, honey dripping honesty and penis erecting panache. These are not crossdressers or transvestites. No sir, these are females trapped inside a male body, an Alcatraz of flesh that inhibits the persons freedom to choose the gender that best addresses her emotional needs for expression, as well as the desire to parade proudly as the woman she has always wanted to be. The best part is...this is nothing new. This T-girl romp under the sheets has fascinated humankind since the days of the Iron Age! Yes, I could somehow relate the iron age to the birth of the chastity belt but will save that for another time.
There are instances of transgender transformation that date back to the first century B.C. (Before Change!) where these "enarees" as males who had been trasformed into females were called. The process included treatments of infusing them in one fashion or another of the urine from a mare in heat. Old Hippocrates himself describes these "enarees" as "those that not only follow womens occupations, but show feminine inclinations and behave as women." The word eunich is derived from the word "enarees" which hints that many eunuchs were indeed transgendered. (Today premarin is a commonly used drug in transsexual transformation, and is extracted from the urine of pregnant mares!)
Sexual orientation manifested itself in many guises in the past. Surgery was not what it is today, so in order to let the lioness out of the male cage, and conversely, let loose the lion from the confinement of the female cage, many adopted the opposite genders psyche so completely that they have left an indelible impression on history. These were not pleasant peasants either having a go at gender bending. To borrow the lingo of the times...Nay! These were bonafide royalty and yes, the clergy had it's fair share lovely maidens in residence in male bodies and machismo laden ladies who were more warrior than most of the knights in shining armor. These were knights in shining amour as well as armor and on the battlefield or the bedroom they were a force to be reckoned with.
You know the saying..Is the Pope Catholic? That answer is yes, but is he a she? Question Mark. Sometime in the 9th Century, a new pope was chosen as sucessor to Pope Leo. This new pope took the name of Pope John VIII. It turns out that Pope John should have been named Pope Joan as this pope got very papal and very pregnant fooling all those of her court as to her true sexual identity. Accroding to unearthed Vatican documents she gave birth and both she and her baby died during childbirth. Perhaps the papal placenta wasn't blessed properly.
Then of course before Xena warrior princess, there was Joan of Arc. She was all female but in her mind and manner, she was all man and quite the brilliant military strategist. In 1429, at that age of 17 which today she couldn't even vote in America, she kicked British ass to drive the Brits from French soil all away across the channel to jolly olde England. Then of course now that victory was in hand, the Grand Inquisitors discovered that he was a she and she took a military walk on the wild side. This of course to the Master Baiters of the Inquisition was blasphemy of the highest order...(ok, they can believe in a Virgin Birth but not that a woman should act as a man!)
Joan was a man in her mind and her bearing and a damn good one at that. She always dressed on mens clothes and was the rock star of the ages until 1431 where she was burned at the stake..for posing as a man! So much for lesbian rights in the dark ages! Her crime was "cross gendered expression" and accepted Holy Communion dressed...gasp! as a man! She was told to dress as a woman and be a woman in her manner, she refused and was thus burned at the stake, but not completely...once the fire subsided and her clothing burned to ash..they exposed her body to the throngs showing off her female secrets, proving that St. Joan, just as the Virgin Mary had a Holy Hymen!
Corset Magazine (T-Girls Part Three)
Transsexuals permeated the era of the Renaissance beginning in the 1700's. Surgery as we know it today was not available, (they did the have the guillotine however which would have given new meaning to the phrase "Off with his head!") so once again, the transsexual personality of the female came to the fore of the foreplay fraternity of man in ways of manner and bearing. For example, King Henry III of France. This saucy soveriegn was as feminine as a man could get, and preferred to be addressd as "Sa Majeste" or in English, "Her Majesty" Old Henry had a hankering for young males and so became all the woman he could be and in fact appeared before his ministers in full drag regalia, including a prized strand of pearls and low cut dresses and make-up. Accounts say he as a she was quite beautiful and fetching. Let them eat cake...or cock as the case may be. Lets face it the Renaissance had a sassy side to it.
Also in the 1600's, must have been the light at end of the dark ages tunnel, but other notable French transsexuals include the Abbe De Choisy who was not so choosy when it came to male sex partners. She even kept a rather in-depth diary of dalliances of her cross gendered adventures in wonderland. Turns out mama had gussied him up until he was a she and took a walk on the wild side the Seine. By the age of 18, he began dressing himself in tightly fitting corsets to show off her amazingly round fanny and to accentuate her loins and hips. He eventually dabbled in theater playing female roles and took on many lovers who until the moment of truth in a tryst believed he was womanhood personified.
The number hit on the Parisien Transsexual hit-parade had to be Becarelli, who claimed he could command the Holy Ghost itself, along with a dose of a home concocted drug which when taken by man or woman, would do the gender shuffle overnight. Men who took it did not change overnight, but internally, felt completely as female and acted in every respect as one.
As America was entering the wild and wooly era of the old west, in France introduced, it's version of Calamity Jane, only sexier! In 1858, a young woman named Jenny Savalette died at Versailles in Paris and it wasn't until then it was discovered...Jenny was a man..not just a man who posed as a woman, but a man posing as a woman who was engaged six times and even won the heart of the King of France who kept her in an apartment in Versailles and also gave her a monthly kingly allowance to buy frilly frocks and af course keep the king company as his concubine. It's reported that the king had frequent sex with Jenny, and was technically a "backdoor man" as far as kings go. It was said that Jenny was so beautiful that even Napoleon would have left is bone apart if he had the chance!
CORSET MAGAZINE T-Girls Part Four (Lili Elbe - A Little Danish Please!)
Germany in the 1930's was eclectic and electric with a neon gay nightlife of cabarets and anything goes sexuality. Unfortunately, it was also the age of the rise of Nazi Power under the influence of the likes of Adolph Hitler and his right arm, Field Marshall Hermann Goering who just couldn't wash that man right of his hair or find a decent pair of fishnets to fit his rather corpulent body. It also coincided with the rise of the eros era of sexual freedom and experimentation. Speaking of experimentation, who was more inclined to experiment then the German doctors. (Later in concentration camps their expericments made Dr. Frankenstein appear to be Mother Teresa!) Strangely enough, in Germany at this same time, books were being burned, Bolseviks were being shot in the street and the Goosestepping Brownshirts dished out a reign of terror throughout Germany that would have disatrous effects world wide. However, amidst the conflagration of brutality, there was an unusual tolerance in these violent times for gender bending sexual re-orientation that culminated in the first sucessful surgery in history. In fact Germany can boast to be the first country to be sucessful in the field. (Japan was close behind, but, not far!) Turns out the Master Race was off and running to be the first at the "finish" line, and they were, but, with a Dane and not a Finn! Even though Hermann Goering had homosexual tendencies, there is not one record found in the meticulously kept Nazi documents that he ever said "I haven't had a good Danish for a long time!"
So who was this young woman of Danish origin who underwent the first risky and risque operation to be thefirst transsexual Brunhilda of Bavaria? It was Lili Elbe, actually, to be more factual, it was Einar Mogens Wegener who born as a male in 1882 in Denmark. He became somewhat famous as a landscape artist as Einar, and later after the surgery, as Lili. (He posed as his own sister at first!) Our tale begins where most do at the "once upon a time" starting line.
Einar grew up and eventually attended the Royal Danish Academy fo Fine Arts in Copenhagen, where he met Gerda Gottlieb. As things will happen in Scandinavia, they fell in love and were married in 1904 when Einar was 22 and Gerda, his junior at 19. They worked together as artists and illustrators of magazines and books, and traveled extensively thoughout Europe sketching and painting landscapes. It was during these travels that they decided to settle down in Gay Paree for a reason. Intellectually and artistically it was Left Banke liberal and offered both of them the chance to live as they wanted through a process of self discovery. You see, in love with other they were, but Einar, who always felt he was a woman, could now dress and act as a woman openly, while Gerda could now pursue her lesbian sexual affairs publically!
Gerda became famous for her Sapphic paintings of beautiful lush women with shapely legs and haunting faces. The galleries and public couldn't get enough of these erotic beauties on canvas. Soon, the public got a dose of electro-reality shock when it was discovered that Gerda's model was mostly Einar dressed in sexy clothing and stockings and even painted nude with certain appendages masked and other attributes such as bust and buttocks embellished. (Photoshop the hard way..with paint!) By 1913 the public was aware that Einer was now passing as Lili as Einar began to fade from view as Lili herself began attending soirees, parties and art showings in full drag and from all accounts...quite fetching I might add. One of the things she most liked to do was to go out in public during Carnival and wow the crowd, which she did. As 1930 rolled around Lili decided it was time to put her money where her mouth was and have surgery so could put her money where her mouth was and was determined to put a vagina were her penis was. She had heard that sex reassignment surgery was underway experimentally in Germany at the time so the decision was made to go under the knife under the supervision of Magnus Hirshfeld in Berlin, the cabaret capital of the carnal carnival of sex! In all, Lilli had a series of five operations over a two year period. including removal of the testicles (contrary to popular belief Testicles was not a Greek philosopher!) The series also included removal of the penis, transplating ovaries which came from a 20-something Nordic donor. They were rejected however by Lili's body and removed later.
None the less she got more world wide attention than a Kardashian in heat and the King of Denmark went so far as to invalidate the marriage between the now Lili and Gerda by the end of 1930 after the first operation made news and the publics fascination with her pubic region and her penis was now public pubic pulp for a panting press and their readership. She had her name changed officially at this point to Lili Elbe and went on her merry way and accepted a marriage proposal from a gentleman, and she planned to do so as soon as she could become a mother!
The last operation that took place was in 1930 and was to transplant a uterus into Lili, who now at the age of 50, three months after the failed operation. Unfortunately until death do us part came early and they were soon planting lillies on lillies grave as she died from complications of the surgery. What about Gerda? Well, dear Gerda enjoyed many dalliances of a lesbian nature and eventually married again, this time to an Italian aviator and they moved to Morocco where she learned of Lili's death, or as she referred to her as "My poor little Lili" Gerda died in 1940 after returning to Denmark. Books and films have told Lili's story from the pages of The Danish Girl that will soon be a film starring Nicole Kidman as Lili, and Rachel Weisz as Gerda.
Lilli was the toast of the continent until her death and led the way for others to follow in her footsteps as the times changed and the surgical techniques and treatments were improved over time and thanks to these improvements...the transsexual can now transform safely, and in the process, enrich all our lives with the knowledge that they have found freedom in expressing who they really are inside and without. Yes, girls will be boys, and boys will be girls...it's not such a mixed up world after all!
T-Girls - Christine Jorgensen Kicks the Sexual Revolution in the Balls! by Mike Marino The first American transsexual to rock the 1950's Eisenhower red, white and blue socio-sexual world was a somewhat introverted demure young man from the Bronx, NYC, USA! He was George William Jorgensen, Jr. and would be the first American "he" to go "she" on the dragstrip fast track of surgical magic to become known and reknowned as the outspoken trans-woman, Christine Jorgensen. This feisty femme fatale in a surgically altered state of flesh and psyche managed to not only open the doors of sexual repression, but, to blow them of their purtanical hinges in a sexual atomic national detonation that resulted in an explosive life of sexual activism and publicity that made her a world wide phenomenon and the recipient of numerous marriage proposals. This chick had balls and a half!
George/Christine was born as a male in 1926. After graduation from high school he was drafted into the army during WWII as were a lot of young men at the time when the forces of evil were knocking on the door of democracy. Once the war ended victorious for the allies, it was time for George to storm the Normandy Beach of his repressed sexual self identity. You see, George had always felt feminine and effete and not wholly comfortable as a man. So, after his discharge and his change from soldier to civilian, there was a bigger change on the horizon. One where he discovered that he could be the woman of his own dreams, and the wet dream of others. Surgery would accomplish all this and more, and in the process George would become "Christine" leaving George behind in the smoke of her sexual exhaust. Her world would rapidly change and she would become the subject of controversy, condemnation in the bible belt (surprise!), and the key figure in books, magazine articles and newspaper headlines as the first known trans woman in the United States to undergoe sex reassignment surgery, undergoing a metamorphosis from male caterpillar to glorious female butterfly. She became a sensation here and abroad, while at the same time she opening the doors of sexual perception for others to spelunk and explore their own organic innerselve, thereby stepping through their own looking glass to Womanhood's Wonderland to follow Christine's path to the delightful garden of transsexual reality...and honesty.
George in a later interview as Christine told a reporter that growing up he was "a frail, blonde, introverted little boy who ran away from fights and rough and tumble games." He had always felt that there was a female in him wanted to break through the barrier and blossom. Eventually he had heard about transitioning surgery and while in Denmark visiting relatives did his research and applied for special permission to undergo a series of operations to make the change starting in 1951. (You needed the Danish governments permission at the time to undergo surgery
Prior to going to Copenhagen she began taking the female hormone ethinyl estradiol and with the help of Dr. Joseph Angelo researched the surgery procedures she would have to undergo. The surgical treatment phase got under way in Copenhagen under the guidance of Dr. Christian Hamburger (she later adopted the name Christine to honor Dr. Hamburger)
Upon her return to the United States, she was a cause celebre and the cabaret toast of the gay underground crowd and through her talks, interviews and speeches became a spokesperson and activist for transsexual and transgender people. She was Lady Liberty herself standing proud in the harbor to welcome the repressed masses to her bosom. Ellis Island was now a state of mind and the "refugees" were flooding to her open arms of sexual freedom.
The first article hit the font pages of the New York Daily News in December of 1952 with the screaming headline "Ex-GI Becomes Blonde Beauty!" It was journalistic sensationalism on steroids. It claimed that she was the first to have the sex change operation, but this was not quite true. It had been performed in Germany in the 1930's. The difference was mainly that Christine was the first American transsexual or at the very least, the first to admit surgery had been done.
Milton Berle made a living out of dressing in drag on network television to the roar of laughter and applause that was pop culture deafening. How would the public react to the real thing? That was the question and the answer was mixed to say the least. Homophobes were terrified of their own fears of the homosexual that dwelt within them ready to mince to the forefront for male foreplay and blowing their cover in the closet while sneaking a quick blowjob in the park. Then again..there was the crowd of intellectualism and liberalism that opened there arms, their hearts and their minds to her message. She was the toast of tell-all television and won over the crowds on radio as well. In one famous interview the host asked her if jokes that were circulating at the time bothered her? One joke was "Christine Jorgensen went abroad, and came back a broad!" She laughed and admitted that they did not bother her at all but in fact worked to advantage of her message and kept the limelight on transitional surgery so that others might now take the same steps. She did however walk off the Dick Cavett show when Cavett acted rudely with comments about her sexlife in not a very sensitive manner.
She was engaged twice and had more marriage proposals than a teen-girls school had sanitary pads. Remember, this was also the age of McCarthyism where "commies were under every bed" and now there was the fear that there would be girlie boys IN every bed! Living in a non-tolerant America she was refused a marriage license because her birth certificate had her listed as a "male" and the collateral damage extened to her intended in one case. Howard Knox was completely taken with her and deeply in love with this "new" woman, but once he was tossed into the media meatgrinder and it's adverse publicity about having an affair with a transgender, he was fired from his job in Washington, DC probably due to information provided by J. Edgar Hoover who pranced around as a flaming cross dresser in FBI headquarters! Lets face it....Christine was attractive...Hoover in lingerie must have looked like Jabba the Hut as a drag queen or Hermann Goering at a masquerade ball at the some underground Berlin Bunker!
The 1970's and 1980's found Christine on the lecture trail at university campuses across the country. She was direct, witty and honest. Spiro Agnew once referred to another politician as the "Christine Jorgensen of the Republican Party" for which she demanded an apology...she never to got from what had to be one of the most disatrous vice presidents in the history of the republic.
She wasn't content to contend with retirement either. In her mind, and rightfully so, the show must go on! And on it did as Christine took to the stage in nightclubs and summer stock, appearing in such off-beat, off-Broadway. off- the-literary radar productions as "Oh Dad, Poor Dad, Mamma's Hung You in the Closet and I'm Feeling So Sad!" Chanteuse Christine had a cornucopia of cabaret acts under her belt, especially when she belted out in her best Ethel Merman voice..."I Enjoy Being A Girl" following up the last cresting crescendo with a live on stage quickchange into a wonderfully sexy Wonder Woman costume...ever boys erection Wet-Dream Queen! She eventually had to create her own character and modified the costume as she was lawsuit threatened by Warner Communications who owned the copyright to Wonder Woman.
She wowed the crowds in Hollywood and NYC and by 1984, the year in this case of Georgette Orwell, she took her show on the road where the her path to womanhood began..Copenhagen. While there she also starred in a Danish underground transsexual cult film, "Paradise Not For Sale". The years had been a glittering rush for Christine. If life for most of us was blue collar and Archie Bunker, hers was Monte Rock III and Liberace all a glitter and glowing. She died in 1989 of bladder and lung cancer but said earlier in the year in an interview in Europe..."I gave the sexual revolution a swift kick in the pants!"
An unusual sidebar...Before Louis Farrakhan became the leader of the Nation of Islam..he was a calypso singer. Unlike Belafonte who sang the praises of Banana Boats, Louis recorded a tribute to here called "Is She Is Or Is She Aint?" based on the tune of the 1940's song Is You or Is You Aint? Fact is Louis...SHE IS! and in fact she did not kick the sexual revolution in the pants..she kicked it in the balls!