The Cross-Dresser Capture of Capitalism.
Trans in the City is one of the most influential trans lobby groups in the world. The cross-dressing fetishists behind it though are so ludicrous it's hard not to suspect a hoax. If only it was.
In my last post about ‘Trans in the City’ I asked how on earth this organisation, which is sponsored by the great and the not so good of high finance, managed to hand its CEO of the Year Award to that relentless proponent of child mutilation: Susie Green, of Mermaids infamy. Despite the fact her company is only a year old and hasn’t delivered any accounts yet.
I’m now going to trace the origins of Trans in the City and try to find out why it has such undue influence on some of the biggest corporations in the world.
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Every time I research Trans in the City I’m reminded of the days when men who thought they were women tended to look like Les Dawson.
It wasn’t their fault.
Back then, as I’m sure we’re all too well aware, transphobic bigotry ran so terrifyingly deep most trans laydees were too poor to be able to afford facial feminisation surgery or breast implants. Or sometimes even a mirror.
Some trans activists however look back on this age of innocence with fondness. They cherish the memory of the horrified expressions of passers by or shop assistants caught unawares by their giant moon faces.
This dedicated group of what we might call trans-nostalgists (or trannies for short) have, it turns out, created a social group for themselves and other like-minded men where they can clomp around and coo unconvincingly like truck drivers at a Stag Night. That group is Trans in the City where every day is a Les Dawson Tribute day.
I’m joking. Or am I?
One of the recent recruits as a Director of Trans in the City is Skye Morden. Remember him?
You may remember “Skye” from when he came out as ….a … “woman” cop.
His is a face it’s hard to forget. And not in a good way.
Why a man with no knowledge of business would be recruited as a Director by a trans business organisation seems unclear. Maybe the other men love his haircare tips.
The truth is despite the fact Trans in the City is one of the most influential and well-connected trans lobby groups in the UK it’s often tempting to wonder if they’re not just pulling our legs.
Let me introduce you, for example, to Steph one of Trans in the City’s advisors.
Talk about a face only a smother could love.
My working assumption about Steph -who fairly puts the word ‘lad’ into lady it has to be said- is that a few years ago he realised he would never be happy unless he expressed his true inner identity. And so he has. He’s now living authentically. As a clown.
Talking of clowns.
We met *Emily* Hamilton briefly at the end of my last post. Or Man Mountain to his friends.
The Deputy CEO of Trans in the City typifies a mystery about the organisation. How could anyone possibly believe this larping bloke, who looks like some last remnant of the Pleistocene…. is actually a woman? Or entertain for a moment his pretensions to speak on behalf of women?
And yet.
*Emily* spends his time glad-handing (with his big glad-hands) senior decision-makers across the corporate sector. *Emily* even lectures major companies and apparently audiences don’t break into hoots of uncontrollable laughter when he takes to the stage. Or scream when he arrives outside their headquarters, casting the kind of shadow normally associated with a solar eclipse.
The fact *Emily* and his mates are even given the time of day in the corporate world matters because it has allowed them to discharge into it vast quantities of undigested garbage that is dangerous and misogynistic.
Here is *Emily* for example talking about the need for safe places at work. Despite the fact he and his organisation actually campaigns to make all workplaces less safe for women by removing single sex spaces.
How did this happen?
How could a bunch of second-rate fakes who look like they were dragged backwards through a Poundshop Black Friday Sale manage to get serious business people to listen to them with a straight face?
The rise of Trans in the City is one of the strangest stories in the short, torrid history of the trans lobby. This unlikely project began when two straight men who worked at a senior level in unrelated global firms announced to their startled colleagues they had grown a lady-penis.
As you do.