TERF Wars is a snappy, handy term when discussing the batshittery of trans rights activism, but it doesn't really do justice to how bitter, infuriating and incomprehensibly stupid it is.
It's been vicious and bloody - until - a silence fell, we looked up, and with a flurry of trumpets and bright lights, they came, to show us the way - to be reasonable. To talk, and to listen.
They are TransLucent, formerly Steph's Place, and reasonable is their middle name.
Reasonable. Feminist. Years young - lol! Steph.
Unlike some, TransLucent know respectability can matter.
Well, it might be that, but they're also aware their wives have been pushed right to the fucking limit and cannot, will not, tolerate another social humiliation what-so-fucking-ever.
They paid taxes and mortgages before all this y'know, so despite putting outrageous, ridiculous demands on society, they are not inclined to lob all their life's work into the "fuck it I'm mental" cart.
This makes the activists who go screaming outside the EHRC while self-dousing in piss look like pretty awkward bedfellows, but don't be fooled - Steph may be all professional photoshoot, twiddling his glasses like a brilliantly sharp receptionist. He may have a well-feathered wig, but when it comes to aims, Steph and the exhibitionist golden shower gang are singing from the same hymn (or indeed, plastic bed) sheet.
Budgie (cock) smuggling - by which I mean, taxonomic classification would posit a penis of such minuscule proportions be classed under 'cloaca'. Look it up. Literally you can only make out a slight protrusion because it's been lifted up by the stream of urine it channels
Steph has been studiously ignored here while I had babies, practised not swearing and laughed with an increasingly maniacal cackle at Helen Belcher. Still, it's been too long, so, allow me to remind you of our shared history:
We first crossed swords after responding to his tedious and offensive 'Karen White Was Not Trans' piece, of which he was immensely proud. You can read one of these here; Steph's Place - Where, To Virtually Everyone, The Truth Matters
Along with endless basic mistakes, it was a great showcase of just how little regard he has for the women sexually assaulted in prison by White - a paedophile serial rapist who had just stabbed his elderly neighbour.
Bottom right: "they were minor. Touching a boob is not serious"
Repeatedly, Steph referred to the assaults as 'minor incidents', refusing (read the blogs - I implored him) to show any empathy at all for the victims.
He unilaterally decreed White was not trans, and steadfastly denied that Self ID dictated he was whatever he said he was - and he's learnt nothing since:
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This is because Steph is a man, who only began identifying out of his sex in his late fifties.
Of course he can 'lol' and declare groping a woman's breast a 'minor incident', even though that's a grevous, offensively minimised characterisation of what occurred.
Does he have even a glimpse of an insight as to what it is to be flashed at? The visceral fear when being leered at, the feelings of violation when cat-called?.
To have your breasts, the focus of so much unwanted attention, since you were so young, grabbed, against your will, and what that likely entails in terms of proximity?
No.
And whatever his protestations, I don't believe he's ever given it any sincere consideration, either. The fear and fury I've experienced was never over these incidents alone - it's because of what they meant, where they began, and what they have previously led to.
For me, living between the ages of 12 and my late twenties felt like an accumulation of endless acts of defilement. I was running the gauntlet, all the way from sleazy glances to rape. I do not speak for any other woman, but I do not believe for a second I'm alone in this.
He has no concept of what almost forms our collective experience, and the fact he would state these revolting sentiments so plainly should bother everyone.
'lol' says the feminist and VAWG activist
This as well as getting important details and numbers wrong, lying that White was not identifying as trans before jail (considering Steph was told one of his friends on Twitter knew and previously vouched for White's prior gender identity, it was a lie) and accusing TransCrime UK of recording trans people convicted of driving offences, when in fact they were crimes facilitated with the use of vehicles (roadside flashing, abduction, murder etc).
Steph's tagging compulsion is something to watch - it's an indication of the arrogance that he is important and deserves the time of others. I'll return to this later.
Anna brings Steph's attention to the response blog & is blocked for the bother
Cheers, Barry!
What troubles me is largely demonstrated in this row - it's the caring, sharing, pastel pink respectability schtick, while operating dishonestly, acting with animosity towards women and collaborating with seriously unpleasant men - men who are grotesquely abusive, walking sail ships of (red) flags and who, presumably, Steph shares many opinions and attitudes with.
Steph has been in for more attention lately, after TransLucent's conference miraculously coincided with the grand announcement of his appointment as CEO of Endometriosis South Coast, a charity started by Jodie Hughes.
For what it's worth, my reservoir of spare fucks is in a permanent state of drought, and I note mainly a long resigned sadness about this insulting, ludicrous situation.
They can, of course, do what they like with their charity. Steph gave the founder, Jodie, some kind of nomination or accreditation. Jodie gives it back. Not quite a circle jerk, but close.
More 'tweeting-in-support of my good friend, me'
It's the combination of being servile numbskulls while also strutting around like a pro rebel that irritates me about these women. The fakeness of it all, and the snark.
But they were still loaded with chutzpah, and when the shit hit the fan, they crowed that endometriosis has never been discussed as much as in the last week - even though it's Steph and his behaviour in the spotlight, and that what has been said includes total misinformation. Steph has been thoroughly assured, probably by himself, that he knows more than any of the women objecting, or those males accepted in these roles - namely gynaecologists. Just look at the arrogance:
💡Fun fact - gynecology is a male dominated profession partly because the instruments used are difficult for smaller hands to operate.
So Steph and Jodie went on to Woman's Hour, where they were actually treated to something approaching equality (Steph's mantra, and perfectly in-line with lib-fem posturing. AKA the moron's feminism) meaning, there were questions and they were challenged by host Emma Barnett.
Both Jodie and Steph were a little spiky, but otherwise appeared to have all the street smarts of slugs in a salt cave.
Brilliantly, Steph said that 29 men are in medical literature as suffering from it. That's wrong - it is 16. SIXTEEN men, ever. And, it's a similar, not identical, condition.
Why on earth would he bring this up, when the concern is he only cares about trans stuff? When 16 men out billions, vs one tenth of menstruating women suffer with it?
Competing in the idiocracy was Jodie, who claimed endometriosis is not a gynaecological disease.
It was abysmal, and I thought Barnett did well to maintain polite professionalism and not let her contempt run riot, especially considering she has the condition and struggled to conceive because of it.
Later, Steph (obviously) accused Barnett of bullying, because of course he did and that fragile veneer of respect and accountability began flaking off like a coat of eggshell on a deflating balloon.
Thusly, Steph went to Twitter to unleash his pearl-clutching horror at the inhumanity of Barnett's questions, suggesting transphobia was the malevolent driver. Terfs were to blame, too, of course, and now he was just so sad.
Sex Matters give a good synopsis.
Steph's self written reference
Something worth noting is that if you've spent quite as long as Steph allegedly has advocating for endometriosis (and saving hundreds of babies' lives!) there's little mention of endometriosis on his account - in fact, here is its first ever mention, just 15 months ago.
This is the same for TransLucent / Steph's Place - the first time the word endometriosis appears is September '22.
All mentions have been in relation to ESC; Jodie; when shilling for puberty blockers, which Steph wholeheartedly endorses; or even when tackling the blatant cheating of creepy men like Lia Thomas, who he has steadfastly defended.
You hear that, ladies? The excruciating disorder you have which dogs your reproductive years is actually a sporting advantage!
I think the best we can do is to use this as a cautionary 'hey kids, this is your brain on trans activism' example. I'm reminded of 'Everybody's Free To Wear Sunscreen', a song made around a speech written by a woman, but spoken by a man as they wanted warm, nostalgic wisdom and gravitas.
Maybe I'm wrong - maybe ESC will make it big enough to have a call centre. If so, let's hope their 'Brenda Callers' get some support via staff counsellors and are fully prepared for a deluge of autogynephiles wanting to discuss their trans-gynaecology. Charge them, and it could be used to fund the whole outfit! I know for a fact Steph has endorsed sex work as real work.
Of all Steph's traits, the gloating is especially difficult to witness.
Occasionally it is difficult to spot, and you could even mistake him as being self deprecating. But he's not. Ever.
And, famously (as famous as anything you could associate him with) this goading cuntery:
The above tweet I'll come back to, as it really defies comprehension just how he has managed to forge any kind of career in public life since, however miserly it is. The audacity is off the charts.
Anyway, the fortuitously timed conference sounds like a huge success, attended by a coterie of fellow nutters, grifters and shills. Mostly, I much appreciate the disturbing, fully-fucking-out-there visuals they used.
'Live every day in fear based purely on bigotry'!
The aesthetic was a masterpiece. Both futuristic & retro. Emo & happy hardcore, hints of concentration camp talent show & overwhelming tones of 'how can I be privileged, when sometimes I'm sad?' It's like an MRA Duncan Godhew meets Edvard Munch's The Scream.
It is interesting for Steph's organisation to use the 'treated like a threat' trope, when he gleefully posts this sort of shit:
Considering we know what a broad spectrum of opinions counts as transphobia, this is somewhat alarming. And, people who are rude to you? What does that mean?
Steph has been in for more attention lately, after TransLucent's conference miraculously coincided with the grand announcement of his appointment as CEO of Endometriosis South Coast, a charity started by Jodie Hughes.
For what it's worth, my reservoir of spare fucks is in a permanent state of drought, and I note mainly a long resigned sadness about this insulting, ludicrous situation.
They can, of course, do what they like with their charity. Steph gave the founder, Jodie, some kind of nomination or accreditation. Jodie gives it back. Not quite a circle jerk, but close.
More 'tweeting-in-support of my good friend, me'It's the combination of being servile numbskulls while also strutting around like a pro rebel that irritates me about these women. The fakeness of it all, and the snark.
But they were still loaded with chutzpah, and when the shit hit the fan, they crowed that endometriosis has never been discussed as much as in the last week - even though it's Steph and his behaviour in the spotlight, and that what has been said includes total misinformation. Steph has been thoroughly assured, probably by himself, that he knows more than any of the women objecting, or those males accepted in these roles - namely gynaecologists. Just look at the arrogance:
💡Fun fact - gynecology is a male dominated profession partly because the instruments used are difficult for smaller hands to operate.
So Steph and Jodie went on to Woman's Hour, where they were actually treated to something approaching equality (Steph's mantra, and perfectly in-line with lib-fem posturing. AKA the moron's feminism) meaning, there were questions and they were challenged by host Emma Barnett.
Both Jodie and Steph were a little spiky, but otherwise appeared to have all the street smarts of slugs in a salt cave.
Brilliantly, Steph said that 29 men are in medical literature as suffering from it. That's wrong - it is 16. SIXTEEN men, ever. And, it's a similar, not identical, condition.
Why on earth would he bring this up, when the concern is he only cares about trans stuff? When 16 men out billions, vs one tenth of menstruating women suffer with it?
Competing in the idiocracy was Jodie, who claimed endometriosis is not a gynaecological disease.
It was abysmal, and I thought Barnett did well to maintain polite professionalism and not let her contempt run riot, especially considering she has the condition and struggled to conceive because of it.
Later, Steph (obviously) accused Barnett of bullying, because of course he did and that fragile veneer of respect and accountability began flaking off like a coat of eggshell on a deflating balloon.
Thusly, Steph went to Twitter to unleash his pearl-clutching horror at the inhumanity of Barnett's questions, suggesting transphobia was the malevolent driver. Terfs were to blame, too, of course, and now he was just so sad.
Sex Matters give a good synopsis.
Steph's self written reference
Something worth noting is that if you've spent quite as long as Steph allegedly has advocating for endometriosis (and saving hundreds of babies' lives!) there's little mention of endometriosis on his account - in fact, here is its first ever mention, just 15 months ago.
This is the same for TransLucent / Steph's Place - the first time the word endometriosis appears is September '22.
All mentions have been in relation to ESC; Jodie; when shilling for puberty blockers, which Steph wholeheartedly endorses; or even when tackling the blatant cheating of creepy men like Lia Thomas, who he has steadfastly defended.
You hear that, ladies? The excruciating disorder you have which dogs your reproductive years is actually a sporting advantage!
I think the best we can do is to use this as a cautionary 'hey kids, this is your brain on trans activism' example. I'm reminded of 'Everybody's Free To Wear Sunscreen', a song made around a speech written by a woman, but spoken by a man as they wanted warm, nostalgic wisdom and gravitas.
Maybe I'm wrong - maybe ESC will make it big enough to have a call centre. If so, let's hope their 'Brenda Callers' get some support via staff counsellors and are fully prepared for a deluge of autogynephiles wanting to discuss their trans-gynaecology. Charge them, and it could be used to fund the whole outfit! I know for a fact Steph has endorsed sex work as real work.
Of all Steph's traits, the gloating is especially difficult to witness.
Occasionally it is difficult to spot, and you could even mistake him as being self deprecating. But he's not. Ever.
And, famously (as famous as anything you could associate him with) this goading cuntery:
The above tweet I'll come back to, as it really defies comprehension just how he has managed to forge any kind of career in public life since, however miserly it is. The audacity is off the charts.
Anyway, the fortuitously timed conference sounds like a huge success, attended by a coterie of fellow nutters, grifters and shills. Mostly, I much appreciate the disturbing, fully-fucking-out-there visuals they used.
'Live every day in fear based purely on bigotry'!
The aesthetic was a masterpiece. Both futuristic & retro. Emo & happy hardcore, hints of concentration camp talent show & overwhelming tones of 'how can I be privileged, when sometimes I'm sad?' It's like an MRA Duncan Godhew meets Edvard Munch's The Scream.
It is interesting for Steph's organisation to use the 'treated like a threat' trope, when he gleefully posts this sort of shit:
Considering we know what a broad spectrum of opinions counts as transphobia, this is somewhat alarming. And, people who are rude to you? What does that mean?
I wonder what kind of threat Steph is to women like me, or to me specifically? I imagine the response would be something like 'you will lose, and transphobia will lose' but it's a very stupid assertion.
Steph was upset he didn't make every national paper. There are not enough trans voices, apparently.
I will inevitably break this blog into parts, because I can't keep it short - this shit blows my mind. For the simple fact this man has, in retirement, 'transitioned', he has the ear and attendance of all of these people, at his own conference.
That is despite speaking to women with utter contempt, associating and collaborating with deeply concerning characters, producing articles and reports that are riddled with rudimentary mistakes and dishonesty, and stomping about with the brazen entitlement of a bear who's broken into your kitchen.
I believe Steph is a callous wanker, nestled among other callous wankers, and yet even I feel a wee bit sorry for him now and again.
Because, (almost) bless him, he just isn't very clever, and can't help but consistently get the trans activist class wrong, putting energy and time into projects that get hidden away faster than an alcoholic's bottle opener.
But, it can be amusing. Self assured, feeling sassy, he really believes he makes great points and ripostes.
Kathleen Stock was one to feel the tepid brush of Steph's wrath, having replied to one of Steph's many tagging-people-I-do-not-know tweets:
After finally extracting this obvious truth from Kathleen, who is far too busy and smart to be wasting her time with Steph's bullshit, he took to writing:
This 'go on, say it - say it to me. We both know the answer, and that it's undeniably true, but you'd ordinarily never bring it up' performance, just to announce himself a 'trans woman, and very proud xxx' is beneath puerile. He went on to tweet this risible crap, as if he'd won something.
A little insight for you, Steph - I've doubted very many things in my life.
But of all the things I've wondered, of every single thing I have ever doubted, your 'gender' being at the business end of a hell of a lot of self love isn't one.
The Love My Gender blog is a tangled mess of barely formulated thoughts, which feeds into Steph's belief he must, secretly, be female, and facilitates some frankly grim speculation.
This is bizarre, and his sex couldn't be any clearer - nor his complete denial. He is seemingly unaware we can see he solicited Kathleen's opinion, and has decided that his 'journey's is one of the most difficult and painful in humanity is just fucking risible.
Where the fuck does this guy get off, I wondered, before remembering and trying to blind my mind's eye.
This is why I don't normally read Steph's blog. It's excruciating.
Is he really this dedicated to being an offensively entitled, intrusive, obtuse, grotty prick? Who would tolerate an unadorned bloke talking like this?
End off? End off what? I know picking people up on spelling or grammar is a dick move, but bring this to your attention purely because only this week he was tweeting:
And then, the 'award winning feminist' who wishes to reassert the empathy-as-a-female trait stereotype.
He rounds it all off with this charming anecdote - a multi-point, unnecessarily detailed list of his wife's insecurities:
Always thought the 'well, I think you're beautiful' line was a coded insult, personally.
Steph claims to be a feminist and strongly in favour of safeguarding and protecting women.
Still, he is far from above recklessly associating gender critical / radical feminists with the murder of a trans identifying teen.
This poor kid was allegedly stabbed by other teens, in a case where no hint of discriminatory motive has been cited. Knife crime has boomed in recent years. It kills a horrifying number of young people.
'Do they need to buy in paper towels?' is another sassy riposte, demonstrating only Steph's ineptitude in cleaning up blood.
He goes on, one paragraph down, to decry the death of Darren Moore, a drag queen found dead in the very beginning of 2023. Moore had previous convictions for four counts of rape of a boy under 16, and his past (including his numerous parole violations, such as working in a boy's gymnastics centre) was becoming increasingly well known, with one man charged with harassment.
It's a pity Steph is so angry and fast to discount actual feminists, because Reduxx did a great job of covering the paedophile procession and it might have helped him avoid publicly mourning the death of a nonce.
Either Steph is not aware of the easily found backstory, or he doesn't care.
There's also the mercenary weaponising of people who have taken their own lives.
In fact, feminists are to blame for many things, in Steph's mind, which I'll return to. I'll also have a good look at his previous antics and examine the caliber of his mates.
Because that is genuinely grim stuff.
I am sure the terven can all breathe a sigh of relief, though - for one of his closest allies, contributor to the project, Julie, assures us he can live Monday to Friday as a man, be a whole life woman Friday evening to Monday morning, use any of our single sex spaces under the equality act and, praise the lord, get it up without viagra.
Miracles, I bring to you!
Steph was upset he didn't make every national paper. There are not enough trans voices, apparently.
I will inevitably break this blog into parts, because I can't keep it short - this shit blows my mind. For the simple fact this man has, in retirement, 'transitioned', he has the ear and attendance of all of these people, at his own conference.
That is despite speaking to women with utter contempt, associating and collaborating with deeply concerning characters, producing articles and reports that are riddled with rudimentary mistakes and dishonesty, and stomping about with the brazen entitlement of a bear who's broken into your kitchen.
I believe Steph is a callous wanker, nestled among other callous wankers, and yet even I feel a wee bit sorry for him now and again.
Because, (almost) bless him, he just isn't very clever, and can't help but consistently get the trans activist class wrong, putting energy and time into projects that get hidden away faster than an alcoholic's bottle opener.
But, it can be amusing. Self assured, feeling sassy, he really believes he makes great points and ripostes.
Kathleen Stock was one to feel the tepid brush of Steph's wrath, having replied to one of Steph's many tagging-people-I-do-not-know tweets:
After finally extracting this obvious truth from Kathleen, who is far too busy and smart to be wasting her time with Steph's bullshit, he took to writing:
This 'go on, say it - say it to me. We both know the answer, and that it's undeniably true, but you'd ordinarily never bring it up' performance, just to announce himself a 'trans woman, and very proud xxx' is beneath puerile. He went on to tweet this risible crap, as if he'd won something.
A little insight for you, Steph - I've doubted very many things in my life.
But of all the things I've wondered, of every single thing I have ever doubted, your 'gender' being at the business end of a hell of a lot of self love isn't one.
The Love My Gender blog is a tangled mess of barely formulated thoughts, which feeds into Steph's belief he must, secretly, be female, and facilitates some frankly grim speculation.
This is bizarre, and his sex couldn't be any clearer - nor his complete denial. He is seemingly unaware we can see he solicited Kathleen's opinion, and has decided that his 'journey's is one of the most difficult and painful in humanity is just fucking risible.
Where the fuck does this guy get off, I wondered, before remembering and trying to blind my mind's eye.
This is why I don't normally read Steph's blog. It's excruciating.
Is he really this dedicated to being an offensively entitled, intrusive, obtuse, grotty prick? Who would tolerate an unadorned bloke talking like this?
End off? End off what? I know picking people up on spelling or grammar is a dick move, but bring this to your attention purely because only this week he was tweeting:
And then, the 'award winning feminist' who wishes to reassert the empathy-as-a-female trait stereotype.
He rounds it all off with this charming anecdote - a multi-point, unnecessarily detailed list of his wife's insecurities:
Always thought the 'well, I think you're beautiful' line was a coded insult, personally.
Steph claims to be a feminist and strongly in favour of safeguarding and protecting women.
Still, he is far from above recklessly associating gender critical / radical feminists with the murder of a trans identifying teen.
This poor kid was allegedly stabbed by other teens, in a case where no hint of discriminatory motive has been cited. Knife crime has boomed in recent years. It kills a horrifying number of young people.
'Do they need to buy in paper towels?' is another sassy riposte, demonstrating only Steph's ineptitude in cleaning up blood.
He goes on, one paragraph down, to decry the death of Darren Moore, a drag queen found dead in the very beginning of 2023. Moore had previous convictions for four counts of rape of a boy under 16, and his past (including his numerous parole violations, such as working in a boy's gymnastics centre) was becoming increasingly well known, with one man charged with harassment.
It's a pity Steph is so angry and fast to discount actual feminists, because Reduxx did a great job of covering the paedophile procession and it might have helped him avoid publicly mourning the death of a nonce.
Either Steph is not aware of the easily found backstory, or he doesn't care.
There's also the mercenary weaponising of people who have taken their own lives.
In fact, feminists are to blame for many things, in Steph's mind, which I'll return to. I'll also have a good look at his previous antics and examine the caliber of his mates.
Because that is genuinely grim stuff.
I am sure the terven can all breathe a sigh of relief, though - for one of his closest allies, contributor to the project, Julie, assures us he can live Monday to Friday as a man, be a whole life woman Friday evening to Monday morning, use any of our single sex spaces under the equality act and, praise the lord, get it up without viagra.
Miracles, I bring to you!
