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Hermaphroditism – A Beginners Guide
The term hermaphrodite like legal recognition and rights, disappeared from general usage in the United Kingdom at the end of the 18th century. Because such creatures, things that were neither fish nor fowl, wholly male or wholly female, contradicted the Vatican Codex and religious beliefs that God created only male and female. Consequently, anything else must be the work of the Devil, to be damned and denied from the pulpits and sacrificed upon sciences blood-stained alter for the comfort and shared certainties of the ‘normals’.
Those not blessed with the infinite possibilities of the human condition, those imprisoned from birth by the certainty of being only a single sex and the social expectations that limit, confine, define and imprison the possibility of the human spirit to become something more than either male or female.
Something that denies through existence the consequences of nurture in the ongoing evolutions and adaptations of nature, where perfection and the either/or certainties of sex like neutrinos, defy the fundamental principles of physics, of human development, potential and experience.
Denied legal recognition or rights from the end of the 18th century, this was to mark the systematic ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodites from all decent, God fearing, Western society’s. Whose existence, now confined to the myths of pre-history, was to be denied and defined medically according to the two sex reality imposed by the ‘normals’ and the God they created in their own image. Now individuals were either male or female according to anatomical comparisons and sexual characteristics.
Despite possessing an often complex, unique physiology that was partly male and partly female but wholly neither. A third, fourth and fifth sex chromosonally, physically not subject to the limitations and expectations of the ‘normals’, those born only one sex.
Today, the legal and medical profession prefer to refer to hermaphrodites as ‘intersex’ patients, as if it remained some terrible affliction to be corrected, or a contagious disease to be cured; there being three principle phenotypes, or forms of hermaphroditism.
These were referred at as being the: ‘herms’ (who possess one testis and one ovary the sperm and egg-producing vessels). The ‘ferms’ (the female pseudohermaphrodites who have ovaries and some aspects of the male genitalia but lack testes) and ‘merms’ (the male pseudohermaphrodites, who have testes and some aspects of the female genitalia but no ovaries) by Anne Fausto-Sterling in The Five Sexes: Why Male and Female Are Not Enough published in The Sciences March/April 1993, p. 20-24.
Medically the three principle forms of hermaphroditism and the conditions acknowledged to cause them are as follows:
True Hermaphroditw
Female Pseudohermaphroditism: Male Pseudohermaphroditism: Taken from ‘The Diagnosis and treatment of Endocrine Disorders in Childhood and Adolescence 4th Edition’ edited by Kappy, Blizzard and Migean. Baltimore: Charles. C. Thomas 1994.
Until the end of the 18th Century, when hermaphrodites were ethnically cleansed from contemporary society, denied legal recognition and the fundamental right of any born different, born hermaphrodites. The right to choose our own sex and live (if live it be) in that sex for the remainder of our lives, not to do so being punishable by death.
As with the notorious case of a Scottish hermaphrodite during the 16th Century who, having chosen to live as a woman and while working for a rich landowner as a ladies maid. Was accused of having a sexual affair with the rich land owners daughter, resulting in said daughter becoming pregnant and the hermaphrodite concerned, sentenced to death by being buried alive!
Because they do not even have the common human decency to treat, or kill us the way that they do other ‘normals’. Though what surprised me about the case, was not just that the hermaphrodite concerned had a sex drive and ability to have an erection. I never had a sex drive before treatment, but that they were able to produce fertile sperm.
When the majority of Klinefelters with undeveloped genitalia are unable to produce sperm let alone fertile sperm. I personally think it was the stable lad and not the hermaphrodite that was the father, but such is the power of conspiracy and expandability of hermaphrodites then, as now, when it comes to being set-up by the ‘normals’ for their convenience.
With the sudden, unexplained removal of hermaphroditism from the British legal system, hermaphrodites no longer had the right to chose their own sex and live in that sex (upon pain of death by being buried alive) for the rest of their lives. It fell to an increasingly influential and powerful medical profession, to sit in judgement upon those of indeterminate or contradictory sexuality.
Imposing with all the enthusiasm of ‘concentration camp’ guards, a ridged, two-sex reality upon society in the name of scientific rationalism and the one true male God of men. Burying alive any born hermaphrodites in a legal limbo, a parallel reality where most to this day, are denied the fundamental rights of hermaphrodites to:
Allowing Doctors and their co-conspirators in ethnic cleansing, the lawyers and judges sitting in judgement upon those now regarded as criminals. Those who physically and psychologically, did not conform to the either/or of male and female but proud and defiant became something more.
A complex combination of yin and yang (male and female) existing in delicate balance, born of physical contradiction and genetics ever evolving potentials of form, combination, function and possibility. Who question by existing a fundamental of scientific rationalism, the fact that there are two sexes. When genetically there are five and still more when you add in hormonal, psychological and physical abnormalities.
Buried alive socially, hermaphrodites were, are forced to live life as a lie, conforming to this or that sex and the prisons of expectation, the random normality’s of life filling the emptiness from birth to death. With the comforts of predictability, the social expectations of male and female judging success by sameness and failure by difference.
Where, if you told a lie enough times, or better still, made a whole series of Fibonacci lies into a global religion. It became an unquestionable truth, a corner stone in the complex, almost invisible prison they made society from and into.
Especially for Klinefelters born with perfectly formed male genitalia, which then failed to develop as and when it should throughout their short, brutalised lives. If you had the misfortune to go through this experience fifty years ago, it was like being buried alive with only a limited supply of air to fill the blackness.
With the complete lack of support, of help we received from the medical profession at the time, it was little wonder many committed suicide between the ages of thirteen to sixteen. Not knowing what was happening, or rather what was not happening and why? Because to be born different was to be bullied and brutalised. Made to feel inadequate, inferior but above all else made to feel like a freak, an ‘it’, a ‘thing’ that was neither fish nor fowl.
Buried alive without a sex drive or libido by an alien race, was like existing in a parallel reality, a world of shadows. Along with all the other ‘life unworthy of life’ expelled as if so much unwanted rubbish, by an unforgiving, uncaring society, simply for the crime of being born different.
Room C202
This is not a mistype of ‘Room 101’ from Orwell’s iconic work 1984, though what goes on within this room can destroy an individual's life with the single stroke of a pen. Often wheeled with all the malice and intolerance of a ‘cattle prod’ against argumentative beasts and hermaphrodites alike.
For this is the section where corrections are made to birth certificates and I do not mean live or dead but that old two-sex tyranny of male and female. Which to the average hermaphrodite is about as relevant and useful, as is a bicycle to a fish, or a penis to a Priest. Because chromosonally there are five sexes yet no place administratively or legally for those born ‘herms’, ‘ferms’, or ‘merms’.
Of the 1.7% of all live births that have some form of hermaphroditism, 95% of which, go undetected and undiagnosed at or shortly after birth. With male pseudohermaphrodites, Hypospodias remains the most likely to be detected at birth. While Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome and Klinefelter Syndrome sufferers are least liable to be diagnoses or detected at birth, due to apparently normal genitalia.
Something that in a Klinefelter child may not become apparent until the age of seven or eight, when it will be obvious that the child’s genitalia are not developing as they normally should. With Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome and Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, it may not become apparent until the child fails to start menstruating.
Though still not perfect, the diagnosis, detection and treatment of hermaphroditism in its three recognisable forms is better then fifty or sixty years ago. When to be born a hermaphrodite, especially with the hidden or closed form, was to be buried alive by repeated misdiagnosis in a legal limbo, a non existence that passed for life, if life it be, in contemporary society.
Where like transsexuals, if decades ago you chose to became a different sex to the one assigned at birth, even though partly male and partly female but wholly neither. Then you have no legal rights or recognition in your chosen sex, and you have the nerve to call this freedom and democracy! To tell people like me, who through no fault of their own went through a medical nightmare seemingly without end, this is freedom and democracy.
But that was a small price to pay for a libido and the joys of orgasm, when whatever I was before, a hermaphrodite. Was for me, as close to being dead as you can be without being dead. Not helped in my own case by constant misdiagnosis and my determination not to remain a boy, a sex I did not have the balls for, or any empathy and understanding of.
Little wonder my first and only girl friend, then aged nine, ended up giving me all her old copies of Jackie and Judy (weekly publications for young girls) . Though I am unable to remember whether I proudly announced that I wanted to be a mummy, or she quickly worked out that I was not psychologically and physically normal. Personally was always a Jackie girl when I was a boy but could never get into hockey, even when I tried playing it.
Even then, I could hear them screwing down the coffin lid as the blackness began to smoother and suffocate. Escape was impossible; avoidance an illusion as life degenerated into a slow motion, multiple motorway accident. Then through the growing distance of personal memory and its familiar comforts, those last few jolts as the coffin was lowered into the earth and soil like a flurry of rain, bounces off the lid leaving my forever buried alive.
Of course, if you are fortunate enough to be a transsexual, thanks to the landmark ruling of a case to go before the European Court of Human Rights. You can now apply to have your birth certificate changed, marry, adopt children, and have fully enforceable legal rights in your chosen gender.
All thanks to the Gender Recognition Act (2004) and what are known as ‘Gender Recognition Tribunals’. While for those of us born hermaphrodites, neither wholly male nor female but partly both, unless diagnosed, detected at or shortly after birth. There remains no hope of correction, if correction it be given that we are already partly both male and female. No chance of anything resembling a normal life, legal recognition and rights.
According to the immutable laws governing the workings of Room C202 – corrections, there is nothing that they can do, no procedure, no mechanisms for correction. Beyond the luck of the draw competence of Doctors and Nurses at or shortly after birth; when it came to being diagnosed as suffering from one of the three main forms of hermaphroditism.
Unless of course, you want to pretend to be a transsexual and apply for a ‘gender recognition certificate. As the person upon the other end of the telephone-line proudly told me: ‘Why only last year we had an intersex woman apply for a 'gender recognition certificate’.’
Pretend to be a transsexual in order to get a ‘gender recognition certificate’! I had to learn, to pretend to be a transsexual in order to try and get treatment, when I was actually a hermaphrodite. I have lived for years being harassed and persecuted by Tony Bear, John Presscoat, Gordon Brawn, along with the assorted ‘snake kissers’, religious delusional and criminals who are their friends and employers. For being a transsexual when I did not even have the balls for a sex change, never needed breast implants and in any health authority but NHS (Hull) would have been called a hermaphrodite and allowed a life.
Pretend to be a transsexual after years of repeated misdiagnosis and treatment (or rather a singular lack of treatment) at the hands of useless, incompetent Doctors who did not even know the difference between schizophrenia, depression, transvestism, transsexuals and hermaphrodites. Pretend to be a transsexual, despite the fact that transsexuals and hermaphrodites are not the same psychologically or physically. Nor are the treatments and surgical procedures they need the same.
Pretend! That is what they do to hermaphrodites all our lives, make us pretend to be something we are not and never will be, normal males and females. Pretend not to have been or exist so as not to question the two-sex tyranny of religions deluded and delusional ‘control freaks’. Pretend so as not to frighten the children and upset the delicate balance holding in place their web of lies and the cradle to grave deceptions of the brain-washed, brain-dead, brain-drained ‘normals’. The dancing puppets who are but painted wood and faded cloth.
Pretend to be a transsexual and use the ‘gender recognition act’ (2004) to get legal recognition and rights. I don’t think so! Even if it means dying as I lived, without legal rights and recognition, I would sooner die without rights rather than have to pretend to be a transsexual again.
I may have been born a hermaphrodite; there may not have been a thing that I could do about it. Other than being born to be bullied, after decades of personal denial and secrecy I am finally proud to be different. Proud to be a hermaphrodite, a thing that is neither fish nor fowl, ‘life unworthy of life’ in the ‘concentration camp’ they made Western society into. Someone, who never was and never will be totally male or female but who, by being partly both, became something more than the sum of its parts.
When I asked why it was that hermaphrodite's not diagnosed/detected at or shortly after birth (as is usually the case with the majority of Androgen Insensitive and Klinefelter Syndrome individuals). Had no right to change their birth certificate and be afforded the common human decency of legal recognition and rights, of a life?
Why are there no processes or mechanisms for hermaphrodites, choosing to live as a sex different to the either/or male or female two-sex tyranny given at birth? To change their sex because being a hermaphrodite, a creature that legally and socially was removed from British law at the end of the 18th century, we are already part male and part female, though wholly neither?
The woman from ‘Room C202 – corrections’ said with almost perfect irony: ‘It is because you are such a small group of people.’
Which I felt just added insult to injury! Because we are such a small group of people! That is no excuse for indiscriminately denying use legal recognition and rights for hundreds of years. For ethnically cleansing hermaphrodites from western society in scientific denial of the fact, there are five sexes chromosonally and more if you add in psychological, hormonal and physical abnormalities, not two!
For damning and denying us socially and personally to a legal limbo without hope or end. For continuing to discriminate against us, unless we play the only game in town and pretend to be transsexuals, simply because we are such a small group of people. Consequently I, we, generations of hermaphrodites are buried alive in a legal limbo, without legal recognition and the right to be what we are and always will be, different!
Not that the occupants or Room C202 would even utter the word hermaphrodite, long ago removed from the collective consciousness unless referring to a species of plant, or worm. We are intersex patients, a term I find offensive and oppressive as it reinforced the delusion of society and the medical profession that there are only two possible sexes, male and female.
Wrong! We are not intersexed, we are hermaphrodites! Individuals blessed, born both male and female and proud to be different, to be something more than the mono culture of the ‘normals’ – born to be bullied and proud to be different.
Women have rights, homosexuals have rights, ethnic minorities have rights, and transsexuals have rights. In fact, everyone but hermaphrodites (who do not exist legally, medically, and socially) have rights. But because we are such a small group of people, we can continue to be discriminated against, forced to live in a legal limbo without recognition or rights at the start of the 21st Century.
The following is a letter of complaint I sent to the Ministry for Injustice, Gender Recognition Panel and Room C202:
18th October 2011.
Dear Sirs,
Further to my telephone conversation with staff at the ‘General Registry – Corrections’ section on the 11th October 2011; having been referred to them in the first instance by the Tribunal Services ‘Gender Recognition Panel’
As a hermaphrodite, who became the first intersex patient in the United Kingdom with insufficient genital tissue for successful reassignment as female, to have a procedure developed by surgeons at the Saint James University Hospital and performed in 1981. Having taken photographs before surgery, I then appeared as a hairdresser from Barnsley in the nursing times, when they publicised it as being a radical new treatment for hermaphrodites.
I should like to make an official complaint regarding the continuing denial of European Human Rights (various sections) for hermaphrodites who through no fault of their own, are born partly male and partly female but wholly neither.
Which at the time of birth, or shortly after is not detected/diagnosed by medical staff but who, non the less. Continue to have no legal rights or recognition following the ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodism from British law at the end of 18th Century, buy religions two-sex tyranny of male and female.
When medically there are acknowledged to be three main groups of hermaphrodites, these being:
True Hermaphrodites: ovaries and testes.
Female Pseudohermaphroditism: Male Pseudohermaphroditism:
Whilst the only hope for any hermaphrodites unhappy with being forced to exist in a legal limbo as I have for decades, is to use a parliamentary statute intended to give transsexuals legal recognition and rights. The Gender Recognition Act (2004) and playing the only game around, pretend to be transsexual despite the fact that transsexuals and hermaphrodites are not the same, either physically or psychologically – nor are the treatment and surgical procedures they need the same.
Or be damned to a legal nightmare without hope or end, by the ‘General Registry – Corrections’ section and British Government. Who continue to systematically deny hermaphrodites unfortunate enough to be born both male and female, but not diagnosed at or shortly following birth, their European Human Right’s, legal recognition and statutory legal rights.
Claiming that in a so-called ‘gender neutral’ society hermaphrodites do not need legal rights and recognition, when in any half decent, civilised society, hermaphrodites should have a fundamental right to:
Approximately 1.5% to 1.7% of all live births will have some form of intersex condition and be hermaphrodites, 99% will not be detected at or shortly after birth, to this day.
To long have hermaphrodites been denied a history, a culture, a personal identity, legal rights and the chance to simply be what we are beyond the two sex tyranny and ethnic cleansing of the medical profession. To long have we existed like freaks, medical curiosities in a fair-ground ‘hall of cracked, distorting mirrors’ wanting only what we can never have, normality, personal acceptance and forgiveness for the unforgivable crime of being born hermaphrodites, of being born different.
To long have we gone silent and accepting into the operating theatres and consulting rooms, suffering mutilation, pain, and personal trauma in search of social acceptance. To long have hermaphrodites been marginalized and regarded as things to be denied, damned and destroyed by the ‘normals’ for the convenience of a two sex reality.
To long have hermaphrodites been refused legal and social rights in contravention of national and international laws, to long have hermaphrodites, many born ‘Holy Innocents’ without the sin of sex drive or libido, been damned by the Priests of hate. To long have hermaphrodites been ethnically cleansed from this world and it’s collective consciousness, its shared reality, and social structures. To long …
Should you require any further information, please do not hesitate to contact me at your earliest convenience.
In reply
The first people to reply to the above letter were Room C202 at the General Register Office, who contrary to my telephone conversation with them are now saying:
‘Thank you for your letter dated 18th October, and your previous telephone call to this office on 11th October, about your complaint with regards to how hermaphrodites are treated under British law. Unfortunately this office cannot comment on your assertion that you have been denied rights under European Human Rights legislation, as this ultimately can only be established by a competent court and as such I would suggest that you seek legal advice.
I would however like to explain this office’s current position and role. Where a birth has been registered within England and Wales, provision exists for the information contained within the birth entry to be corrected under certain circumstances, in accordance with statute, if it can be shown that at the time of the registration an error occurred. For example, in cases such as yours, that at the time of the birth the child concerned was not of the sex recorded in the entry. Requests for a correction to the sex of a child are considered on the basis of the medical evidence produced in each individual case.
Although any application for a correction is based on the specific medical evidence produced the criteria used by the Register general for determining sex, are biological i.e. external genitalia, gonadal and chromosomal. Furthermore Case Law, including the cases brought before the European Court of Human Rights appears to support this.
It is therefore open to you, if you wish to pursue such an application, to provide to this office (if your birth was registered within England and Wales) any medical evidence you have which may support your application for a correction to your birth entry. Such evidence will then be considered and a decision will be made.’
This should be fun!
An Appeal For Legal Advice
My intention, dependent upon the reply received from the departments who received the above complaint. Is to take the British government to court, claiming discrimination and ethnic cleansing against hermaphrodites. To do this I would follow the same route used by the transsexuals, which resulted in the Gender Recognition Act (2004).
If there are any legal proffessionals out there able to provide free legal advice regarding the preparation and filing of a case, you can email: busybee101@hotmail.co.uk
Any advice, discussion, and support would be much appreciated. Especially from the intersex community, am I the only one who thinks we need legal recognition and a bill of rights for all hermaphrodites?
Hypocrisy, Discrimination, and Hermaphobia in the NHS (Nazi Health Service) – Part Two
Two years and two months ago (106 months) I went to see my GP, explaining that I was unable too physically have sexual intercourse. Because of being driven frigid both physically (filling with sperm and being penetrated less and less deeply) and due to psychological reasons.
The first Doctor I spoke to failed to understand, or chose to ignore what I was saying and I left without help or hope. It took another year (52 months) before I went to see a different GP intent upon not taking no for an answer. An application was made for funding to allow me to see a consultant in the Midlands, through the local Health Authorities ‘exceptional treatment department’.
At the time I was told it would take a month (1 month) to process the application, four months (12 weeks) later and I am still waiting for a response. Apparently letters for information had been sent but failed to arrive. This was when I discovered to my disgust, according to the local Health Authority and my medical notes; I was still a transsexual.
Incredulous though it is, especially after Doctor Randell refused to treat me at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’ and the surgical consequences of being a hermaphrodite. Photographed for all to see before I became the first hermaphrodite in the UK with insufficient penile tissue for a successful sex change operation, to have what became known as a ‘Sigmoid Colon’. Vaginoplasty for those without balls that worked!
My subsequent appointment was initially for September, one year (52 weeks) after my GP agreed to refer me to a consultant. Three weeks before the date of the appointment, I receive a letter from the hospital saying that it has been concealed. Due to the fact that the consultant has retired, meaning that I have to go to the back of the waiting list (how unfair is that?). With my only option being to see a consultant gynaecologist from the local Health Authority. Who agreed to see me because he had never seen a hermaphrodite before and as he said to colleagues, probably never would again.
Just agreeing to see me upset the consultant’s ward Sister who refused upon pain of death, to allow transsexuals on her ward. Let’s try our lesson in how to tell the difference between a hermaphrodite and a transsexual again, shall we? Hermaphrodites are the ones without the balls for a successful sex change operation (if being reassigned as female), with their own breasts, big hips and no sex drive or libido before treatment. Transsexuals are the ones with balls they do not want, no breasts and narrow hips. Simples – tut, tut, tut!
The appointment was scheduled for late October, fifty four weeks (54 weeks) after I was first referred to a consultant by my GP, the average target waiting time for the ‘normals’ is eighteen weeks (18 weeks).
According to the Daily Telegraph: ‘almost 10,000 more people were treated outside the target time in August, compared to the same time the previous year. While managers in at least 10 Primary Care Trusts have deliberately increased waiting times in an attempt to cut costs within a financial year. Analysis shows that 28,917 had waited longer, 48% higher than the 19,547 recorded the previous August. With hundreds of thousands of patients being denied routine procedures because of cuts to front-line services, for many it is a question of going private, suffering and in some cases, dying.’
One hundred and eight weeks (108 weeks) after I first tried to discus the difficulties I was experiencing physically having intercourse. Fifty-eight weeks (58 weeks) after first being referred to a consultant surgeon, over three times longer than the recommended eighteen-week target waiting time. I finally saw a consultant gynaecologist from NHS (Hull) at a local hospital.
You would think that after sixty years of repeated misdiagnosis and treatment, or rather singular lack of any treatment and support from NHS (Hull) I would have known better but at the time, it appeared the fastest option. Rather than go through the ‘exceptional treatment’ route and seeing a surgeon who had not only seen a hermaphrodite before but also understood our particular difficulties and had successfully treat them. Because when God was giving out BIG, we were not invited to the party!
Though I knew before the appointment that I would be nothing more than FREAK OF THE WEEK. I really did not expect the hostility, almost hatred of the administrative and nursing staff at the Woman’s Health Unit. It was not just that I was a bad smell that had drifted in from the freshly manured fields surrounding the hospital. The resentment and hatred from some was almost palpable, like I was a bad taste they wanted to spit out.
Just being forced to have a hermaphrodite in the unit, made the air crackle with resentment and personal revulsion. As they worked the silver pins in their hastily made Voodoo dolls. Hissing curses under their baited breath and laughing uncomfortably, nervously as their bigoted, unsympathetic brains short-circuited. When smoking and sparking they went into automatic, transsexual stereotyping.
You would, should expect better from nursing staff, after all I did not ask to be born a hermaphrodite. Which in itself is difficult enough to cope with, especially fifty years ago. When there was absolutely no help or support for certain forms of hermaphroditism, even thirty years ago there was no successful vaginoplasty for hermaphrodites wishing to be reassigned as female but not having the balls for it.
Medically you were completely fucked and discriminated against at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’, simply because of having been born a hermaphrodite without the balls for a sex change. Still, at least I did not need breast implants, small consolation for the years of discrimination, medically, legally, and socially. I did not ask to be born the way that I was and they should think themselves fortunate they were not born that way, especially sixty years ago.
Not that I should have been in the least surprised by their attitude, given the way nursing and medical staff routinely treat those to frail and elderly to care for themselves, on the National Health Services killing wards. When free treatment at the point of delivery had long ago been destroyed by a succession of selfish, uncaring Conservative and Labour politicians.
In fact, Tony Bear and John Presscoat, did more to destroy the caring and curing ethos of the original National Health Service, than the collective efforts of all the proceeding Conservative politicians put together. Introducing the control freakery of industrialised time and motion, targets, inputs, outputs, throughputs and cost effectiveness to what should have remained purely medical considerations and the best care currently available, in the best interest of the patient.
This was lease loan creaming off public funds without real value for money, contracting out, internal markets, the illusion of personal choice and above all else, targets, waiting times and outcomes based upon ageism and perceived social worth. When if you are a sixty-year-old member of parliament, you can expect the best treatment available.
But if you are a sixty-year-old hermaphrodite, even though we do not age the same as the ‘normals’, those unfortunate enough to have been born only one sex. How sad for you not to know the infinite possibility and full potential of the human condition beyond the either/or limitations of a male and female two-sex tyranny. Imposed by organised religion and the medical profession, upon any who contradicted this assumption by daring to be born and exist. You can expect no support, treatment, or help from Doctors and medical staff. Other than being made to feel like a bad smell and problem they should not have to deal with – FREAK OF THE WEEK!
Not that the Consultant was much better, which I knew the instance he looked at me when he asked the next person into his consulting room. I was the last patient in this particular clinic, no sense in frightening to many of the ‘normals’, with FREAK OF THE WEEK. That way, when I left the Woman’s Health Unit they could fumigate and disinfect it. Just in case it was something contagious like a hemoragic fever, or leprosy.
Because you just never know with hermaphrodites, which like all ‘life unworthy of life’ should be gassed. Or allowed to die without treatment due to the industrialised mass murder Tony Bear and John Presscoat turned the National Health Service into. Through the Communist inspired ‘Cultural Revolution’ they loosed with razor-blade encrusted spin, using the cold blooded lies of reptilian ‘used car’ salesmen and worn out, corrupt politicians with a bing, bang, bung, bonus attitude and secret numbered Swiss bank account.
What happened next, felt a little like being run down by a juggernaut travelling at speed. An immovable object determined to bring all its influences and corruption’s to bear, just to ensure no one compromised its one hundred percent success rate when it came to the Health Authorities complete lack of treatment and support for hermaphrodites, especially elderly hermaphrodites.
Because despite the illusionary imposition of their two-sex tyranny, forced upon some denied the right to choose, to determine for themselves the sex they wished to spend their adult lives living as. They never let you forget for one second that you are nothing but a freak, a medical curiosity to discuss at a convention or drug company’s free-be getaway for the sympathetic and useful, with influence for sale.
It was personally disconcerting to discover that according to the Consultant I was the problem (just for existing?), though I did not fully understand why. There would be no practical help here that much I knew before even arriving at the hospital. No one with my best interest at heart. My vagina was to tight at the join for him to get his instruments in. My skin was too old (what is ageism against skin called?). I would need four ‘z plasty’. Treating me would upset the nursing staff. Use it or lose it. Bla … bla … bla …bla …
Little wonder that by the time I floated off with all the other bad smells, I felt more like a freak than I have for decades. After all size for some of us, was always the major problem faced when attempting to be reassigned. Having been told in no uncertain times that he would not treat me, never really had any intention of treating, but agreed to see me. Because patients waiting over fifty four weeks (54 weeks) for an initial appointment, one hundred and four weeks (104 weeks) after first attempting to discuss my personal difficulties with a GP. Appeared too much like incompetence, if repeated enough times.
Or discrimination from the high Priests of medical intervention, the ‘concentration camp’ mentality Doctor’s of the ‘cold war’ years of infinite scientific possibility and ultimate control over the two-sex tyranny they imposed upon society. When all imperfection was to be made perfect. All contradiction corrected. All self-determination denied. All legal recognition and rights removed at the end of the 18th Century.
With the ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodites in all their forms, from the contemporary collective consciousness of a religion founded upon a two-sex tyranny. Justified by questionable histories and total obedience, for if God created only male and female. Anything else must be the work of the Devil and evil incarnate, to be damned and denied a history, a culture, a life beyond the shadows and mists of existing socially in a legal vacuum as a non person, a thing neither fish nor fowl, a problem without a solution.
Other than living life as a lie, if life it be at the hands of the rodents scurrying enthusiastically in pursuit of self interest around the Rats Palace (Palace of Westminster). Inside one of its subsidised bars, where it was Christmas every day and they all travelled first class upon the passing ‘gravy train’.
I got the message he would not treat me long before the consultation, so there was no need to be personally insulting, negative and destructive. Believe me, I did not ask to be born a hermaphrodite, there was not a thing I could do about it, other then go with the flow, because nature is inevitably more powerful than a lifetime of nurture.
Little wonder that by the time I got home, I was feeling so inferior, so freakish, so hopeless and depressed. I actually had to telephone the Samaritans just in order to talk with someone and cry about being fucked, proper fucked; not able to have intercourse again and consequently, without hope of another relationship before I died.
Thankfully, hermaphrodites do not age the way that the ‘normals’ do, if only because our lives, our physical ages and consequences are not the same. I did not have a sex drive or a libido until my mid twenty’s, we are born different and will die different.
The only other occasion when I have felt so utterly dejected and hopeless after a medical consultation. Happened when I had my first and last consultation with Doctor Randell at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’. Talk about being completely destroyed when he refused to treat me, saying he did not think that I was a transsexual.
How upon both occasions I did not committee suicide, I will never know. But for a few days it really was touch and go as the juggernaught, still travelling at speed, slowly disappeared into the thickening fog. Leaving me feeling more dead than alive, more of a FREAK OF THE WEEK than I had for decades, because Doctors have a way of making me feel like that.
It probably was not a misdiagnosis when he said I needed four ‘z plasty’, just me not able to explain or communicate the fact that. ‘Yes, the join and first two inches was always tight, in fact with some of the shorter and fatter ‘cocks’ (damn that penis envy!) it could be extremely uncomfortable. I certainly need one ‘z plasty’ five inches in, there being a point some one to one and a half inches, which I am unable to get a vibrator passed without considerable difficulty, force and time.
Once passed this section I can currently manage six inches, before I hit the first of what I call ‘pushers’ (fuck points), the business end where the big boys pocked up to (damn that penis envy) and beyond the call of duty. Of which there are actually four so far, so far because I still have to reach the end. Get a vibrator passed this point with relative ease; one ‘z plasty’ and I would be looking for an old boy to have fun, to have intercourse with.
Not that during the last two years I have had, nor will I ever have faith, or belief that the local Health Authority would ever do anything but repeatedly misdiagnose the hermaphroditism I was born with. Already a living nightmare many never survived beyond the age of fourteen, fifteen or sixteen, especially decades ago.
Having touched bottom, telephoned the Samaritans, cried, cried some more and felt like FREAK OF THE WEEK once to often. It was back to the nightly self-harm, getting a vibrator passed that point in one go, because if I can do that I can have intercourse again. As for the four push points, painful though they are, especially when I push back. I will keep working on them, even though six or seven inches would be enough for intercourse, I think nine is better if like me, you are into deep penetration. Towards this end, I have decided to really push the self-harm for the next month.
Because I got the message loud and clear from the hermaphobes and their institutionalised discrimination in the National Health Service, if I do not help myself, no one else will, or did during this medical nightmare seemingly without hope or end.
Which continues to curse my life, or more specifically what life I might have had with a correct diagnosis fifty-two years ago. When my personal difficulties and abnormality’s were first brought to the attention of a Doctor at the local Children’s Hospital then aged eight. Or after Doctor Randell refused to treat me and especially following the constraints and nature of the treatment and surgical procedures I needed performed for the first time in the United Kingdom upon an intersex patient, by surgeons at Saint James University hospital Leeds, in 1981.
For which I am eternally grateful, you not only saved my life; you gave me a life and a vaginoplasty that actually worked. Brilliant but simples! All without the unfair consequences of skin grafts, the last best hope for those unfortunate enough not to have the balls for reassignment as female.
Who needs a social life when you can self harm? Who needs medical treatment when you can be systematically discriminated against, forced to wait over three times longer than the target waiting time. Just to be told by a surgeon who had no intention of helping me practically and I like most people, believed once, long ago that Doctors were there to help.
At least people not regarded as ‘life unworthy of life’; those ethnically cleansed from English law at the end of the 18th Century. Those existing in a social limbo without legal rights and recognition damned and denied by both Church and Government for the unforgivable crime of being born a hermaphrodite. Shame upon you all!
According to one of the nursing staff: ‘She would be happier with her own kind!’
And what kind is that? The kind you can constantly deny medical treatment and support to? The kind who have no legal rights and recognition having been ethnically cleansed from British law at the end of the 18th Century? The kind considered ‘life unworthy of life’? The kind you can perform non-consensual surgery upon shortly after birth? The kind who make willing subjects for medical experimentation inside the Fourth Reich’s shiny new ‘concentration camps, Western society was reduced to by unaccountable, unelectable politicians, wanker bankers and the ageless leviathans (great white whales) of the military and industrial complex?
The kind who can be secretly tried in kangaroo courts by corrupt, criminal politicians and Priests, who appointed themselves as judge, jury and Lord High Executioner? The kind who can be swept under the carpet because being ‘such a small group of people’ without legal recognition and rights, we do not matter? The kind who, whatever chance of a life they might have is taken by incompetent, useless Doctors and their repeated misdiagnosis? The kind who make interesting, if not slightly frightening FREAK OF THE WEEK?
The kind who can be denied even the most basic and fundamental of human rights and civil liberties by corrupt, lying, criminal politicians and their Masters, the snake kissers and Pope Adolph The Persecutor, Paedophile Priest and Baby snatching Nun Protector? The kind who are born to be bullied and proud to be different? The kind who can be harassed, targeted, bullied, tortured, drugged and assaulted and non-of it is even a crime?
The kind who can be buried alive by the kaleidoscope obsessive control freaks and their reptilian friends, those incapable of sweating with humanity and conscience surgically removed at or shortly after birth? The kind who must never be allowed to forget that they are freaks? The kind whose name must never be mentioned, hermaphrodite, whose existence has no legal recognition, rights or redress beyond conforming to religions two-sex tyranny of male and female?
The kind who can be damned and denied a life, an existence, an identity, a history, rights, a chance to be what we are beyond religions two sex tyranny, different? The kind who have to pretend to be transsexuals in order to get treatment, legal recognition and rights?
And British politicians along with their trained ‘news hounds’, the complicit, compliant journalists dedicated to covering over the truth and loosing their razor-blade encrusted spin. Have the nerve to talk about people having to many rights. Sure! In a media construct of La La Land and Advertising World International. In some vaguely familiar parallel reality, where life is like a game of cricket for the Nazi Stormtroopers, let loose in a Jewish Kindergarten.
I do not have, never have had even the most basic of human rights or civil liberties, so how come other people have to many rights? Because all it ever takes or evil to thrive and prosper is that good men and woman remain silent.
Shame upon you all!
Intersex – I don’t think so!
I personally refuse to use the word INTERSEX because it reinforces the medical professions two-sex tyranny of only male and female. Inter meaning between, or to go between two things. In that an individual is physically between male and female, the only game in town and not a third, fourth or fifth sex chromosonally. When personally I consider myself neither wholley male or female but something more, something different, a hermaphrodite!
Don’t use it, don’t acknowledge it, you will only encourage them by playing the two-sex tyranny game. Be proud to be different, it is a privilege, a blessing, a journey of self-discovery few will have to make. Be proud to be a hermaphrodite, to be something more than just male or female.
Intersex – I don’t think so! We are ‘herms’, ‘ferms’ and ‘merms’ if you need to be more specific about the form of hermaphroditism. Proud to be different in a world were everything and everyone is increasingly the same. Proud to have been born a hermaphrodite. Proud to pose such a threat to the collective consciousness that in the 18th Century hermaphrodites were ethnically cleansed from British law. THIS IS NOT ROCK AND ROLL, THIS IS GENECIDE!
Conclusion
Beyond the institutionalised hermaphobic discrimination of the local Health Authority, what continues to amaze, is its spectacular, singular ability to repeatedly misdiagnose and mistreat me from the age of eight for a further fifty-two years. During this time I received no consistent, accurate diagnosis, or treatment as a hermaphrodite.
Hermys go to War
Desert Storms
Part One – The New Lexicon of War
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Hermaphroditism – A Beginners Guide
The term hermaphrodite like legal recognition and rights, disappeared from general usage in the United Kingdom at the end of the 18th century. Because such creatures, things that were neither fish nor fowl, wholly male or wholly female, contradicted the Vatican Codex and religious beliefs that God created only male and female. Consequently, anything else must be the work of the Devil, to be damned and denied from the pulpits and sacrificed upon sciences blood-stained alter for the comfort and shared certainties of the ‘normals’.
Those not blessed with the infinite possibilities of the human condition, those imprisoned from birth by the certainty of being only a single sex and the social expectations that limit, confine, define and imprison the possibility of the human spirit to become something more than either male or female.
Something that denies through existence the consequences of nurture in the ongoing evolutions and adaptations of nature, where perfection and the either/or certainties of sex like neutrinos, defy the fundamental principles of physics, of human development, potential and experience.
Denied legal recognition or rights from the end of the 18th century, this was to mark the systematic ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodites from all decent, God fearing, Western society’s. Whose existence, now confined to the myths of pre-history, was to be denied and defined medically according to the two sex reality imposed by the ‘normals’ and the God they created in their own image. Now individuals were either male or female according to anatomical comparisons and sexual characteristics.
Despite possessing an often complex, unique physiology that was partly male and partly female but wholly neither. A third, fourth and fifth sex chromosonally, physically not subject to the limitations and expectations of the ‘normals’, those born only one sex.
Today, the legal and medical profession prefer to refer to hermaphrodites as ‘intersex’ patients, as if it remained some terrible affliction to be corrected, or a contagious disease to be cured; there being three principle phenotypes, or forms of hermaphroditism.
These were referred at as being the: ‘herms’ (who possess one testis and one ovary the sperm and egg-producing vessels). The ‘ferms’ (the female pseudohermaphrodites who have ovaries and some aspects of the male genitalia but lack testes) and ‘merms’ (the male pseudohermaphrodites, who have testes and some aspects of the female genitalia but no ovaries) by Anne Fausto-Sterling in The Five Sexes: Why Male and Female Are Not Enough published in The Sciences March/April 1993, p. 20-24.
Medically the three principle forms of hermaphroditism and the conditions acknowledged to cause them are as follows:
True Hermaphroditw
- the 46XX and 46XY's born with
- Congenital Adrenal Hyperplasia;
- Turner’s Syndrome;
- Progestin Induced Virilization.
- Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome;
- Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome;
- Klinefelter Syndrome;
- Hypospodias.
Until the end of the 18th Century, when hermaphrodites were ethnically cleansed from contemporary society, denied legal recognition and the fundamental right of any born different, born hermaphrodites. The right to choose our own sex and live (if live it be) in that sex for the remainder of our lives, not to do so being punishable by death.
As with the notorious case of a Scottish hermaphrodite during the 16th Century who, having chosen to live as a woman and while working for a rich landowner as a ladies maid. Was accused of having a sexual affair with the rich land owners daughter, resulting in said daughter becoming pregnant and the hermaphrodite concerned, sentenced to death by being buried alive!
Because they do not even have the common human decency to treat, or kill us the way that they do other ‘normals’. Though what surprised me about the case, was not just that the hermaphrodite concerned had a sex drive and ability to have an erection. I never had a sex drive before treatment, but that they were able to produce fertile sperm.
When the majority of Klinefelters with undeveloped genitalia are unable to produce sperm let alone fertile sperm. I personally think it was the stable lad and not the hermaphrodite that was the father, but such is the power of conspiracy and expandability of hermaphrodites then, as now, when it comes to being set-up by the ‘normals’ for their convenience.
With the sudden, unexplained removal of hermaphroditism from the British legal system, hermaphrodites no longer had the right to chose their own sex and live in that sex (upon pain of death by being buried alive) for the rest of their lives. It fell to an increasingly influential and powerful medical profession, to sit in judgement upon those of indeterminate or contradictory sexuality.
Imposing with all the enthusiasm of ‘concentration camp’ guards, a ridged, two-sex reality upon society in the name of scientific rationalism and the one true male God of men. Burying alive any born hermaphrodites in a legal limbo, a parallel reality where most to this day, are denied the fundamental rights of hermaphrodites to:
- Determine their own sex and not have one imposed through non consensual surgery, often for purely cosmetic reasons shortly after birth, or be forced to remain in a sex against their will;
- Nationally agreed treatment protocols and support, not the ‘post code’ medical lottery that currently exists;
- Legal recognition and full rights in their chosen gender even if different to one registered at birth, which regardless of stated sex (male/female) would be incorrect.
Allowing Doctors and their co-conspirators in ethnic cleansing, the lawyers and judges sitting in judgement upon those now regarded as criminals. Those who physically and psychologically, did not conform to the either/or of male and female but proud and defiant became something more.
A complex combination of yin and yang (male and female) existing in delicate balance, born of physical contradiction and genetics ever evolving potentials of form, combination, function and possibility. Who question by existing a fundamental of scientific rationalism, the fact that there are two sexes. When genetically there are five and still more when you add in hormonal, psychological and physical abnormalities.
Buried alive socially, hermaphrodites were, are forced to live life as a lie, conforming to this or that sex and the prisons of expectation, the random normality’s of life filling the emptiness from birth to death. With the comforts of predictability, the social expectations of male and female judging success by sameness and failure by difference.
Where, if you told a lie enough times, or better still, made a whole series of Fibonacci lies into a global religion. It became an unquestionable truth, a corner stone in the complex, almost invisible prison they made society from and into.
Especially for Klinefelters born with perfectly formed male genitalia, which then failed to develop as and when it should throughout their short, brutalised lives. If you had the misfortune to go through this experience fifty years ago, it was like being buried alive with only a limited supply of air to fill the blackness.
With the complete lack of support, of help we received from the medical profession at the time, it was little wonder many committed suicide between the ages of thirteen to sixteen. Not knowing what was happening, or rather what was not happening and why? Because to be born different was to be bullied and brutalised. Made to feel inadequate, inferior but above all else made to feel like a freak, an ‘it’, a ‘thing’ that was neither fish nor fowl.
Buried alive without a sex drive or libido by an alien race, was like existing in a parallel reality, a world of shadows. Along with all the other ‘life unworthy of life’ expelled as if so much unwanted rubbish, by an unforgiving, uncaring society, simply for the crime of being born different.
Room C202
This is not a mistype of ‘Room 101’ from Orwell’s iconic work 1984, though what goes on within this room can destroy an individual's life with the single stroke of a pen. Often wheeled with all the malice and intolerance of a ‘cattle prod’ against argumentative beasts and hermaphrodites alike.
For this is the section where corrections are made to birth certificates and I do not mean live or dead but that old two-sex tyranny of male and female. Which to the average hermaphrodite is about as relevant and useful, as is a bicycle to a fish, or a penis to a Priest. Because chromosonally there are five sexes yet no place administratively or legally for those born ‘herms’, ‘ferms’, or ‘merms’.
Of the 1.7% of all live births that have some form of hermaphroditism, 95% of which, go undetected and undiagnosed at or shortly after birth. With male pseudohermaphrodites, Hypospodias remains the most likely to be detected at birth. While Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome and Klinefelter Syndrome sufferers are least liable to be diagnoses or detected at birth, due to apparently normal genitalia.
Something that in a Klinefelter child may not become apparent until the age of seven or eight, when it will be obvious that the child’s genitalia are not developing as they normally should. With Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome and Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, it may not become apparent until the child fails to start menstruating.
Though still not perfect, the diagnosis, detection and treatment of hermaphroditism in its three recognisable forms is better then fifty or sixty years ago. When to be born a hermaphrodite, especially with the hidden or closed form, was to be buried alive by repeated misdiagnosis in a legal limbo, a non existence that passed for life, if life it be, in contemporary society.
Where like transsexuals, if decades ago you chose to became a different sex to the one assigned at birth, even though partly male and partly female but wholly neither. Then you have no legal rights or recognition in your chosen sex, and you have the nerve to call this freedom and democracy! To tell people like me, who through no fault of their own went through a medical nightmare seemingly without end, this is freedom and democracy.
But that was a small price to pay for a libido and the joys of orgasm, when whatever I was before, a hermaphrodite. Was for me, as close to being dead as you can be without being dead. Not helped in my own case by constant misdiagnosis and my determination not to remain a boy, a sex I did not have the balls for, or any empathy and understanding of.
Little wonder my first and only girl friend, then aged nine, ended up giving me all her old copies of Jackie and Judy (weekly publications for young girls) . Though I am unable to remember whether I proudly announced that I wanted to be a mummy, or she quickly worked out that I was not psychologically and physically normal. Personally was always a Jackie girl when I was a boy but could never get into hockey, even when I tried playing it.
Even then, I could hear them screwing down the coffin lid as the blackness began to smoother and suffocate. Escape was impossible; avoidance an illusion as life degenerated into a slow motion, multiple motorway accident. Then through the growing distance of personal memory and its familiar comforts, those last few jolts as the coffin was lowered into the earth and soil like a flurry of rain, bounces off the lid leaving my forever buried alive.
Of course, if you are fortunate enough to be a transsexual, thanks to the landmark ruling of a case to go before the European Court of Human Rights. You can now apply to have your birth certificate changed, marry, adopt children, and have fully enforceable legal rights in your chosen gender.
All thanks to the Gender Recognition Act (2004) and what are known as ‘Gender Recognition Tribunals’. While for those of us born hermaphrodites, neither wholly male nor female but partly both, unless diagnosed, detected at or shortly after birth. There remains no hope of correction, if correction it be given that we are already partly both male and female. No chance of anything resembling a normal life, legal recognition and rights.
According to the immutable laws governing the workings of Room C202 – corrections, there is nothing that they can do, no procedure, no mechanisms for correction. Beyond the luck of the draw competence of Doctors and Nurses at or shortly after birth; when it came to being diagnosed as suffering from one of the three main forms of hermaphroditism.
Unless of course, you want to pretend to be a transsexual and apply for a ‘gender recognition certificate. As the person upon the other end of the telephone-line proudly told me: ‘Why only last year we had an intersex woman apply for a 'gender recognition certificate’.’
Pretend to be a transsexual in order to get a ‘gender recognition certificate’! I had to learn, to pretend to be a transsexual in order to try and get treatment, when I was actually a hermaphrodite. I have lived for years being harassed and persecuted by Tony Bear, John Presscoat, Gordon Brawn, along with the assorted ‘snake kissers’, religious delusional and criminals who are their friends and employers. For being a transsexual when I did not even have the balls for a sex change, never needed breast implants and in any health authority but NHS (Hull) would have been called a hermaphrodite and allowed a life.
Pretend to be a transsexual after years of repeated misdiagnosis and treatment (or rather a singular lack of treatment) at the hands of useless, incompetent Doctors who did not even know the difference between schizophrenia, depression, transvestism, transsexuals and hermaphrodites. Pretend to be a transsexual, despite the fact that transsexuals and hermaphrodites are not the same psychologically or physically. Nor are the treatments and surgical procedures they need the same.
Pretend! That is what they do to hermaphrodites all our lives, make us pretend to be something we are not and never will be, normal males and females. Pretend not to have been or exist so as not to question the two-sex tyranny of religions deluded and delusional ‘control freaks’. Pretend so as not to frighten the children and upset the delicate balance holding in place their web of lies and the cradle to grave deceptions of the brain-washed, brain-dead, brain-drained ‘normals’. The dancing puppets who are but painted wood and faded cloth.
Pretend to be a transsexual and use the ‘gender recognition act’ (2004) to get legal recognition and rights. I don’t think so! Even if it means dying as I lived, without legal rights and recognition, I would sooner die without rights rather than have to pretend to be a transsexual again.
I may have been born a hermaphrodite; there may not have been a thing that I could do about it. Other than being born to be bullied, after decades of personal denial and secrecy I am finally proud to be different. Proud to be a hermaphrodite, a thing that is neither fish nor fowl, ‘life unworthy of life’ in the ‘concentration camp’ they made Western society into. Someone, who never was and never will be totally male or female but who, by being partly both, became something more than the sum of its parts.
When I asked why it was that hermaphrodite's not diagnosed/detected at or shortly after birth (as is usually the case with the majority of Androgen Insensitive and Klinefelter Syndrome individuals). Had no right to change their birth certificate and be afforded the common human decency of legal recognition and rights, of a life?
Why are there no processes or mechanisms for hermaphrodites, choosing to live as a sex different to the either/or male or female two-sex tyranny given at birth? To change their sex because being a hermaphrodite, a creature that legally and socially was removed from British law at the end of the 18th century, we are already part male and part female, though wholly neither?
The woman from ‘Room C202 – corrections’ said with almost perfect irony: ‘It is because you are such a small group of people.’
Which I felt just added insult to injury! Because we are such a small group of people! That is no excuse for indiscriminately denying use legal recognition and rights for hundreds of years. For ethnically cleansing hermaphrodites from western society in scientific denial of the fact, there are five sexes chromosonally and more if you add in psychological, hormonal and physical abnormalities, not two!
For damning and denying us socially and personally to a legal limbo without hope or end. For continuing to discriminate against us, unless we play the only game in town and pretend to be transsexuals, simply because we are such a small group of people. Consequently I, we, generations of hermaphrodites are buried alive in a legal limbo, without legal recognition and the right to be what we are and always will be, different!
Not that the occupants or Room C202 would even utter the word hermaphrodite, long ago removed from the collective consciousness unless referring to a species of plant, or worm. We are intersex patients, a term I find offensive and oppressive as it reinforced the delusion of society and the medical profession that there are only two possible sexes, male and female.
Wrong! We are not intersexed, we are hermaphrodites! Individuals blessed, born both male and female and proud to be different, to be something more than the mono culture of the ‘normals’ – born to be bullied and proud to be different.
Women have rights, homosexuals have rights, ethnic minorities have rights, and transsexuals have rights. In fact, everyone but hermaphrodites (who do not exist legally, medically, and socially) have rights. But because we are such a small group of people, we can continue to be discriminated against, forced to live in a legal limbo without recognition or rights at the start of the 21st Century.
The following is a letter of complaint I sent to the Ministry for Injustice, Gender Recognition Panel and Room C202:
18th October 2011.
Dear Sirs,
Re: Telephone Conversation on 11th October 2011
Further to my telephone conversation with staff at the ‘General Registry – Corrections’ section on the 11th October 2011; having been referred to them in the first instance by the Tribunal Services ‘Gender Recognition Panel’
As a hermaphrodite, who became the first intersex patient in the United Kingdom with insufficient genital tissue for successful reassignment as female, to have a procedure developed by surgeons at the Saint James University Hospital and performed in 1981. Having taken photographs before surgery, I then appeared as a hairdresser from Barnsley in the nursing times, when they publicised it as being a radical new treatment for hermaphrodites.
I should like to make an official complaint regarding the continuing denial of European Human Rights (various sections) for hermaphrodites who through no fault of their own, are born partly male and partly female but wholly neither.
Which at the time of birth, or shortly after is not detected/diagnosed by medical staff but who, non the less. Continue to have no legal rights or recognition following the ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodism from British law at the end of 18th Century, buy religions two-sex tyranny of male and female.
When medically there are acknowledged to be three main groups of hermaphrodites, these being:
- the 46XX and 46XY’s with both
Female Pseudohermaphroditism:
- Congenital Adrenal Hyperplasia;
- Turner’s Syndrome;
- Progestin Induced Virilization.
- Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome;
- Partial Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome;
- Klinefelter Syndrome;
- Hypospodias.
Whilst the only hope for any hermaphrodites unhappy with being forced to exist in a legal limbo as I have for decades, is to use a parliamentary statute intended to give transsexuals legal recognition and rights. The Gender Recognition Act (2004) and playing the only game around, pretend to be transsexual despite the fact that transsexuals and hermaphrodites are not the same, either physically or psychologically – nor are the treatment and surgical procedures they need the same.
Or be damned to a legal nightmare without hope or end, by the ‘General Registry – Corrections’ section and British Government. Who continue to systematically deny hermaphrodites unfortunate enough to be born both male and female, but not diagnosed at or shortly following birth, their European Human Right’s, legal recognition and statutory legal rights.
Claiming that in a so-called ‘gender neutral’ society hermaphrodites do not need legal rights and recognition, when in any half decent, civilised society, hermaphrodites should have a fundamental right to:
- Determine their own sex and not have one imposed through non consensual surgery, often for purely cosmetic reasons shortly after birth;
- Nationally agreed treatment protocols and support, not the post code medical lottery that currently exists;
- Legal recognition and full rights in their chosen gender even if that is different to one registered at birth.
Approximately 1.5% to 1.7% of all live births will have some form of intersex condition and be hermaphrodites, 99% will not be detected at or shortly after birth, to this day.
To long have hermaphrodites been denied a history, a culture, a personal identity, legal rights and the chance to simply be what we are beyond the two sex tyranny and ethnic cleansing of the medical profession. To long have we existed like freaks, medical curiosities in a fair-ground ‘hall of cracked, distorting mirrors’ wanting only what we can never have, normality, personal acceptance and forgiveness for the unforgivable crime of being born hermaphrodites, of being born different.
To long have we gone silent and accepting into the operating theatres and consulting rooms, suffering mutilation, pain, and personal trauma in search of social acceptance. To long have hermaphrodites been marginalized and regarded as things to be denied, damned and destroyed by the ‘normals’ for the convenience of a two sex reality.
To long have hermaphrodites been refused legal and social rights in contravention of national and international laws, to long have hermaphrodites, many born ‘Holy Innocents’ without the sin of sex drive or libido, been damned by the Priests of hate. To long have hermaphrodites been ethnically cleansed from this world and it’s collective consciousness, its shared reality, and social structures. To long …
Should you require any further information, please do not hesitate to contact me at your earliest convenience.
In reply
The first people to reply to the above letter were Room C202 at the General Register Office, who contrary to my telephone conversation with them are now saying:
‘Thank you for your letter dated 18th October, and your previous telephone call to this office on 11th October, about your complaint with regards to how hermaphrodites are treated under British law. Unfortunately this office cannot comment on your assertion that you have been denied rights under European Human Rights legislation, as this ultimately can only be established by a competent court and as such I would suggest that you seek legal advice.
I would however like to explain this office’s current position and role. Where a birth has been registered within England and Wales, provision exists for the information contained within the birth entry to be corrected under certain circumstances, in accordance with statute, if it can be shown that at the time of the registration an error occurred. For example, in cases such as yours, that at the time of the birth the child concerned was not of the sex recorded in the entry. Requests for a correction to the sex of a child are considered on the basis of the medical evidence produced in each individual case.
Although any application for a correction is based on the specific medical evidence produced the criteria used by the Register general for determining sex, are biological i.e. external genitalia, gonadal and chromosomal. Furthermore Case Law, including the cases brought before the European Court of Human Rights appears to support this.
It is therefore open to you, if you wish to pursue such an application, to provide to this office (if your birth was registered within England and Wales) any medical evidence you have which may support your application for a correction to your birth entry. Such evidence will then be considered and a decision will be made.’
This should be fun!
An Appeal For Legal Advice
My intention, dependent upon the reply received from the departments who received the above complaint. Is to take the British government to court, claiming discrimination and ethnic cleansing against hermaphrodites. To do this I would follow the same route used by the transsexuals, which resulted in the Gender Recognition Act (2004).
If there are any legal proffessionals out there able to provide free legal advice regarding the preparation and filing of a case, you can email: busybee101@hotmail.co.uk
Any advice, discussion, and support would be much appreciated. Especially from the intersex community, am I the only one who thinks we need legal recognition and a bill of rights for all hermaphrodites?
Hypocrisy, Discrimination, and Hermaphobia in the NHS (Nazi Health Service) – Part Two
Two years and two months ago (106 months) I went to see my GP, explaining that I was unable too physically have sexual intercourse. Because of being driven frigid both physically (filling with sperm and being penetrated less and less deeply) and due to psychological reasons.
The first Doctor I spoke to failed to understand, or chose to ignore what I was saying and I left without help or hope. It took another year (52 months) before I went to see a different GP intent upon not taking no for an answer. An application was made for funding to allow me to see a consultant in the Midlands, through the local Health Authorities ‘exceptional treatment department’.
At the time I was told it would take a month (1 month) to process the application, four months (12 weeks) later and I am still waiting for a response. Apparently letters for information had been sent but failed to arrive. This was when I discovered to my disgust, according to the local Health Authority and my medical notes; I was still a transsexual.
Incredulous though it is, especially after Doctor Randell refused to treat me at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’ and the surgical consequences of being a hermaphrodite. Photographed for all to see before I became the first hermaphrodite in the UK with insufficient penile tissue for a successful sex change operation, to have what became known as a ‘Sigmoid Colon’. Vaginoplasty for those without balls that worked!
My subsequent appointment was initially for September, one year (52 weeks) after my GP agreed to refer me to a consultant. Three weeks before the date of the appointment, I receive a letter from the hospital saying that it has been concealed. Due to the fact that the consultant has retired, meaning that I have to go to the back of the waiting list (how unfair is that?). With my only option being to see a consultant gynaecologist from the local Health Authority. Who agreed to see me because he had never seen a hermaphrodite before and as he said to colleagues, probably never would again.
Just agreeing to see me upset the consultant’s ward Sister who refused upon pain of death, to allow transsexuals on her ward. Let’s try our lesson in how to tell the difference between a hermaphrodite and a transsexual again, shall we? Hermaphrodites are the ones without the balls for a successful sex change operation (if being reassigned as female), with their own breasts, big hips and no sex drive or libido before treatment. Transsexuals are the ones with balls they do not want, no breasts and narrow hips. Simples – tut, tut, tut!
The appointment was scheduled for late October, fifty four weeks (54 weeks) after I was first referred to a consultant by my GP, the average target waiting time for the ‘normals’ is eighteen weeks (18 weeks).
According to the Daily Telegraph: ‘almost 10,000 more people were treated outside the target time in August, compared to the same time the previous year. While managers in at least 10 Primary Care Trusts have deliberately increased waiting times in an attempt to cut costs within a financial year. Analysis shows that 28,917 had waited longer, 48% higher than the 19,547 recorded the previous August. With hundreds of thousands of patients being denied routine procedures because of cuts to front-line services, for many it is a question of going private, suffering and in some cases, dying.’
One hundred and eight weeks (108 weeks) after I first tried to discus the difficulties I was experiencing physically having intercourse. Fifty-eight weeks (58 weeks) after first being referred to a consultant surgeon, over three times longer than the recommended eighteen-week target waiting time. I finally saw a consultant gynaecologist from NHS (Hull) at a local hospital.
You would think that after sixty years of repeated misdiagnosis and treatment, or rather singular lack of any treatment and support from NHS (Hull) I would have known better but at the time, it appeared the fastest option. Rather than go through the ‘exceptional treatment’ route and seeing a surgeon who had not only seen a hermaphrodite before but also understood our particular difficulties and had successfully treat them. Because when God was giving out BIG, we were not invited to the party!
Though I knew before the appointment that I would be nothing more than FREAK OF THE WEEK. I really did not expect the hostility, almost hatred of the administrative and nursing staff at the Woman’s Health Unit. It was not just that I was a bad smell that had drifted in from the freshly manured fields surrounding the hospital. The resentment and hatred from some was almost palpable, like I was a bad taste they wanted to spit out.
Just being forced to have a hermaphrodite in the unit, made the air crackle with resentment and personal revulsion. As they worked the silver pins in their hastily made Voodoo dolls. Hissing curses under their baited breath and laughing uncomfortably, nervously as their bigoted, unsympathetic brains short-circuited. When smoking and sparking they went into automatic, transsexual stereotyping.
You would, should expect better from nursing staff, after all I did not ask to be born a hermaphrodite. Which in itself is difficult enough to cope with, especially fifty years ago. When there was absolutely no help or support for certain forms of hermaphroditism, even thirty years ago there was no successful vaginoplasty for hermaphrodites wishing to be reassigned as female but not having the balls for it.
Medically you were completely fucked and discriminated against at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’, simply because of having been born a hermaphrodite without the balls for a sex change. Still, at least I did not need breast implants, small consolation for the years of discrimination, medically, legally, and socially. I did not ask to be born the way that I was and they should think themselves fortunate they were not born that way, especially sixty years ago.
Not that I should have been in the least surprised by their attitude, given the way nursing and medical staff routinely treat those to frail and elderly to care for themselves, on the National Health Services killing wards. When free treatment at the point of delivery had long ago been destroyed by a succession of selfish, uncaring Conservative and Labour politicians.
In fact, Tony Bear and John Presscoat, did more to destroy the caring and curing ethos of the original National Health Service, than the collective efforts of all the proceeding Conservative politicians put together. Introducing the control freakery of industrialised time and motion, targets, inputs, outputs, throughputs and cost effectiveness to what should have remained purely medical considerations and the best care currently available, in the best interest of the patient.
This was lease loan creaming off public funds without real value for money, contracting out, internal markets, the illusion of personal choice and above all else, targets, waiting times and outcomes based upon ageism and perceived social worth. When if you are a sixty-year-old member of parliament, you can expect the best treatment available.
But if you are a sixty-year-old hermaphrodite, even though we do not age the same as the ‘normals’, those unfortunate enough to have been born only one sex. How sad for you not to know the infinite possibility and full potential of the human condition beyond the either/or limitations of a male and female two-sex tyranny. Imposed by organised religion and the medical profession, upon any who contradicted this assumption by daring to be born and exist. You can expect no support, treatment, or help from Doctors and medical staff. Other than being made to feel like a bad smell and problem they should not have to deal with – FREAK OF THE WEEK!
Not that the Consultant was much better, which I knew the instance he looked at me when he asked the next person into his consulting room. I was the last patient in this particular clinic, no sense in frightening to many of the ‘normals’, with FREAK OF THE WEEK. That way, when I left the Woman’s Health Unit they could fumigate and disinfect it. Just in case it was something contagious like a hemoragic fever, or leprosy.
Because you just never know with hermaphrodites, which like all ‘life unworthy of life’ should be gassed. Or allowed to die without treatment due to the industrialised mass murder Tony Bear and John Presscoat turned the National Health Service into. Through the Communist inspired ‘Cultural Revolution’ they loosed with razor-blade encrusted spin, using the cold blooded lies of reptilian ‘used car’ salesmen and worn out, corrupt politicians with a bing, bang, bung, bonus attitude and secret numbered Swiss bank account.
What happened next, felt a little like being run down by a juggernaut travelling at speed. An immovable object determined to bring all its influences and corruption’s to bear, just to ensure no one compromised its one hundred percent success rate when it came to the Health Authorities complete lack of treatment and support for hermaphrodites, especially elderly hermaphrodites.
Because despite the illusionary imposition of their two-sex tyranny, forced upon some denied the right to choose, to determine for themselves the sex they wished to spend their adult lives living as. They never let you forget for one second that you are nothing but a freak, a medical curiosity to discuss at a convention or drug company’s free-be getaway for the sympathetic and useful, with influence for sale.
It was personally disconcerting to discover that according to the Consultant I was the problem (just for existing?), though I did not fully understand why. There would be no practical help here that much I knew before even arriving at the hospital. No one with my best interest at heart. My vagina was to tight at the join for him to get his instruments in. My skin was too old (what is ageism against skin called?). I would need four ‘z plasty’. Treating me would upset the nursing staff. Use it or lose it. Bla … bla … bla …bla …
Little wonder that by the time I floated off with all the other bad smells, I felt more like a freak than I have for decades. After all size for some of us, was always the major problem faced when attempting to be reassigned. Having been told in no uncertain times that he would not treat me, never really had any intention of treating, but agreed to see me. Because patients waiting over fifty four weeks (54 weeks) for an initial appointment, one hundred and four weeks (104 weeks) after first attempting to discuss my personal difficulties with a GP. Appeared too much like incompetence, if repeated enough times.
Or discrimination from the high Priests of medical intervention, the ‘concentration camp’ mentality Doctor’s of the ‘cold war’ years of infinite scientific possibility and ultimate control over the two-sex tyranny they imposed upon society. When all imperfection was to be made perfect. All contradiction corrected. All self-determination denied. All legal recognition and rights removed at the end of the 18th Century.
With the ethnic cleansing of hermaphrodites in all their forms, from the contemporary collective consciousness of a religion founded upon a two-sex tyranny. Justified by questionable histories and total obedience, for if God created only male and female. Anything else must be the work of the Devil and evil incarnate, to be damned and denied a history, a culture, a life beyond the shadows and mists of existing socially in a legal vacuum as a non person, a thing neither fish nor fowl, a problem without a solution.
Other than living life as a lie, if life it be at the hands of the rodents scurrying enthusiastically in pursuit of self interest around the Rats Palace (Palace of Westminster). Inside one of its subsidised bars, where it was Christmas every day and they all travelled first class upon the passing ‘gravy train’.
I got the message he would not treat me long before the consultation, so there was no need to be personally insulting, negative and destructive. Believe me, I did not ask to be born a hermaphrodite, there was not a thing I could do about it, other then go with the flow, because nature is inevitably more powerful than a lifetime of nurture.
Little wonder that by the time I got home, I was feeling so inferior, so freakish, so hopeless and depressed. I actually had to telephone the Samaritans just in order to talk with someone and cry about being fucked, proper fucked; not able to have intercourse again and consequently, without hope of another relationship before I died.
Thankfully, hermaphrodites do not age the way that the ‘normals’ do, if only because our lives, our physical ages and consequences are not the same. I did not have a sex drive or a libido until my mid twenty’s, we are born different and will die different.
The only other occasion when I have felt so utterly dejected and hopeless after a medical consultation. Happened when I had my first and last consultation with Doctor Randell at the countries only ‘gender identity unit’. Talk about being completely destroyed when he refused to treat me, saying he did not think that I was a transsexual.
How upon both occasions I did not committee suicide, I will never know. But for a few days it really was touch and go as the juggernaught, still travelling at speed, slowly disappeared into the thickening fog. Leaving me feeling more dead than alive, more of a FREAK OF THE WEEK than I had for decades, because Doctors have a way of making me feel like that.
It probably was not a misdiagnosis when he said I needed four ‘z plasty’, just me not able to explain or communicate the fact that. ‘Yes, the join and first two inches was always tight, in fact with some of the shorter and fatter ‘cocks’ (damn that penis envy!) it could be extremely uncomfortable. I certainly need one ‘z plasty’ five inches in, there being a point some one to one and a half inches, which I am unable to get a vibrator passed without considerable difficulty, force and time.
Once passed this section I can currently manage six inches, before I hit the first of what I call ‘pushers’ (fuck points), the business end where the big boys pocked up to (damn that penis envy) and beyond the call of duty. Of which there are actually four so far, so far because I still have to reach the end. Get a vibrator passed this point with relative ease; one ‘z plasty’ and I would be looking for an old boy to have fun, to have intercourse with.
Not that during the last two years I have had, nor will I ever have faith, or belief that the local Health Authority would ever do anything but repeatedly misdiagnose the hermaphroditism I was born with. Already a living nightmare many never survived beyond the age of fourteen, fifteen or sixteen, especially decades ago.
Having touched bottom, telephoned the Samaritans, cried, cried some more and felt like FREAK OF THE WEEK once to often. It was back to the nightly self-harm, getting a vibrator passed that point in one go, because if I can do that I can have intercourse again. As for the four push points, painful though they are, especially when I push back. I will keep working on them, even though six or seven inches would be enough for intercourse, I think nine is better if like me, you are into deep penetration. Towards this end, I have decided to really push the self-harm for the next month.
Because I got the message loud and clear from the hermaphobes and their institutionalised discrimination in the National Health Service, if I do not help myself, no one else will, or did during this medical nightmare seemingly without hope or end.
Which continues to curse my life, or more specifically what life I might have had with a correct diagnosis fifty-two years ago. When my personal difficulties and abnormality’s were first brought to the attention of a Doctor at the local Children’s Hospital then aged eight. Or after Doctor Randell refused to treat me and especially following the constraints and nature of the treatment and surgical procedures I needed performed for the first time in the United Kingdom upon an intersex patient, by surgeons at Saint James University hospital Leeds, in 1981.
For which I am eternally grateful, you not only saved my life; you gave me a life and a vaginoplasty that actually worked. Brilliant but simples! All without the unfair consequences of skin grafts, the last best hope for those unfortunate enough not to have the balls for reassignment as female.
Who needs a social life when you can self harm? Who needs medical treatment when you can be systematically discriminated against, forced to wait over three times longer than the target waiting time. Just to be told by a surgeon who had no intention of helping me practically and I like most people, believed once, long ago that Doctors were there to help.
At least people not regarded as ‘life unworthy of life’; those ethnically cleansed from English law at the end of the 18th Century. Those existing in a social limbo without legal rights and recognition damned and denied by both Church and Government for the unforgivable crime of being born a hermaphrodite. Shame upon you all!
According to one of the nursing staff: ‘She would be happier with her own kind!’
And what kind is that? The kind you can constantly deny medical treatment and support to? The kind who have no legal rights and recognition having been ethnically cleansed from British law at the end of the 18th Century? The kind considered ‘life unworthy of life’? The kind you can perform non-consensual surgery upon shortly after birth? The kind who make willing subjects for medical experimentation inside the Fourth Reich’s shiny new ‘concentration camps, Western society was reduced to by unaccountable, unelectable politicians, wanker bankers and the ageless leviathans (great white whales) of the military and industrial complex?
The kind who can be secretly tried in kangaroo courts by corrupt, criminal politicians and Priests, who appointed themselves as judge, jury and Lord High Executioner? The kind who can be swept under the carpet because being ‘such a small group of people’ without legal recognition and rights, we do not matter? The kind who, whatever chance of a life they might have is taken by incompetent, useless Doctors and their repeated misdiagnosis? The kind who make interesting, if not slightly frightening FREAK OF THE WEEK?
The kind who can be denied even the most basic and fundamental of human rights and civil liberties by corrupt, lying, criminal politicians and their Masters, the snake kissers and Pope Adolph The Persecutor, Paedophile Priest and Baby snatching Nun Protector? The kind who are born to be bullied and proud to be different? The kind who can be harassed, targeted, bullied, tortured, drugged and assaulted and non-of it is even a crime?
The kind who can be buried alive by the kaleidoscope obsessive control freaks and their reptilian friends, those incapable of sweating with humanity and conscience surgically removed at or shortly after birth? The kind who must never be allowed to forget that they are freaks? The kind whose name must never be mentioned, hermaphrodite, whose existence has no legal recognition, rights or redress beyond conforming to religions two-sex tyranny of male and female?
The kind who can be damned and denied a life, an existence, an identity, a history, rights, a chance to be what we are beyond religions two sex tyranny, different? The kind who have to pretend to be transsexuals in order to get treatment, legal recognition and rights?
And British politicians along with their trained ‘news hounds’, the complicit, compliant journalists dedicated to covering over the truth and loosing their razor-blade encrusted spin. Have the nerve to talk about people having to many rights. Sure! In a media construct of La La Land and Advertising World International. In some vaguely familiar parallel reality, where life is like a game of cricket for the Nazi Stormtroopers, let loose in a Jewish Kindergarten.
I do not have, never have had even the most basic of human rights or civil liberties, so how come other people have to many rights? Because all it ever takes or evil to thrive and prosper is that good men and woman remain silent.
Shame upon you all!
Intersex – I don’t think so!
I personally refuse to use the word INTERSEX because it reinforces the medical professions two-sex tyranny of only male and female. Inter meaning between, or to go between two things. In that an individual is physically between male and female, the only game in town and not a third, fourth or fifth sex chromosonally. When personally I consider myself neither wholley male or female but something more, something different, a hermaphrodite!
Don’t use it, don’t acknowledge it, you will only encourage them by playing the two-sex tyranny game. Be proud to be different, it is a privilege, a blessing, a journey of self-discovery few will have to make. Be proud to be a hermaphrodite, to be something more than just male or female.
Intersex – I don’t think so! We are ‘herms’, ‘ferms’ and ‘merms’ if you need to be more specific about the form of hermaphroditism. Proud to be different in a world were everything and everyone is increasingly the same. Proud to have been born a hermaphrodite. Proud to pose such a threat to the collective consciousness that in the 18th Century hermaphrodites were ethnically cleansed from British law. THIS IS NOT ROCK AND ROLL, THIS IS GENECIDE!
Conclusion
Beyond the institutionalised hermaphobic discrimination of the local Health Authority, what continues to amaze, is its spectacular, singular ability to repeatedly misdiagnose and mistreat me from the age of eight for a further fifty-two years. During this time I received no consistent, accurate diagnosis, or treatment as a hermaphrodite.
Hermys go to War
Desert Storms
Part One – The New Lexicon of War
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