Rail Saga Update

I had to use the trains today as I was co-hosting Women’s Outlook on Ujima. All went well. So no trouble with officious conductors. Also a great interview with Tim Maughan and an opportunity to plug Ian McDonald’s PlanesRunner. I’ll let you know when the podcasts are available for download.

Meanwhile I have spoken to Christian Wolmar, the best known rail journalist in the UK (and potentially the next Labour candidate for Mayor of London), and am waiting on a response from Barry Doe, a rail journalist who specializes in fare regulations.

The Citizen’s Advice Bureau website says that if you have been sold a ticket in good faith you can’t be liable for penalty fares.

American Express have been wonderful, as they always are. There’s a reason I pay to have their cards.

And finally I got to mention the FGW incident on the Ujima show. Paulette, like everyone else I have told the story to, was outraged. We are going to do a feature on railway horror stories. If there’s anyone else with a similar story, please let me know. Bristol area would be preferred, but anywhere in the UK would do.

In Which I Lose Faith In FGW

Over the weekend I traveled to Exeter and back by train. On Sunday night I stopped off in Darkest Somerset to see my mother, resuming my journey today. This is something I have done many times before without trouble. Today, however, when my ticket was inspected on my way to Bristol, the conductor’s face took on the smarmy air of someone who had found an excuse to torment a helpless victim and extort money. According to him, because I had broken my journey overnight, the rest of my ticket was forfeit and I’d have to buy a new one.

Note that I said this is something I have done before, on a variety of journeys. Not once have I been told that breaking my journey overnight is not allowed. No one has ever said they are letting me off this time, but please buy the correct ticket next time. What’s more, I had described my journey plans in detail when I bought the ticket. The guy who sold it to me needed to make sure that I was eligible for an off-peak ticket, and wanted to check that I would not be resuming my travel today before 9:30am. I was impressed with how helpful he had been.

None of this impressed my conductor today. As far as he was concerned, I was traveling illegally on an invalid ticket. Things became much clearer when he was joined by a colleague with a badge saying “Revenue Protection Officer”. Obviously some sort of passenger bullying operation was going on. That extended not just to looking for people traveling without tickets, but to finding any excuse possible to demand more money. (And enjoying throwing their weight around in doing it.)

Not wishing to have to explain myself to the police at Bristol, I paid using my Amex card. I phoned them when I got home, and they said they’d be happy to help me dispute the charge. That, however, doesn’t worry me too much. I’m far more concerned about what this means for traveling on FGW services.

I put up with a lot from FGW. There are the persistent late running trains and cancellations. There’s the massive overcrowding, especially at weekends. There’s the ongoing issue of people blocking seats with their bags, or by sitting in the aisle, which train crews generally won’t do anything about. And of course the annual above-inflation fare rises. I put up with all of this because I believe in trains and like to ride them when I can. Today’s incident has changed all that, at least as far as FGW is concerned.

To start with, it is clear evidence that FGW will not honour a ticket sold to a passenger on the advice of their own staff. That has to be worrying, especially given how complex the fare system has become. So from now on I’ll have no confidence in my ability to buy a ticket for a journey that involves a change of trains, or a break of journey, in case having my ticket stamped by another conductor is again taken as evidence of fraud on my part. Nor will I buy cheap advance tickets as I can’t trust advice given as to which services I can use them on.

Furthermore, my local station is often unstaffed, and there are no ticket machines. In the past I have bought a ticket on the train, or on arrival. Now I have no confidence that some zealous conductor won’t accuse me of failing to buy a ticket before boarding and charge me a penalty fare, so I won’t travel unless I can buy a ticket first.

Finally I won’t encourage other people to travel on FGW trains. A lot of my author friends are coming over here for the World Fantasy Convention in Brighton. I’d been suggesting that some of them might do some touristing around here. But foreign visitors who don’t know the system are easy prey for train conductors looking to extort money, so I’m not going to recommend that anyone travel on FGW lines.

Of course I’m a bit stuck for alternatives, so I may have to use the trains a bit in the near future. Fortunately I can get to London on South West Trains services (cheaper too, but much less frequent). But I am now looking to buy a car, which makes me very sad.

Well done, FGW. Your “revenue protection” scheme has netted you £18.10 in extra fares. It has also cost you a loyal customer, and thousands of pounds in future revenues. Was that what you had in mind when you came up with the idea?

The Minister and I #girlslikeus

This morning I was up early and off into Bristol to the M-Shed for an important meeting. As you may recall, the LGBT History exhibition that I have been involved in organizing was mentioned in Parliament by local MP, Stephen Williams, during the marriage equality bill second reading. That bill is being shepherded through Parliament by the Rt. Hon. Maria Miller, MP, the Secretary of State for Culture, Media and Sport. Today she was in Bristol, and having heard Mr. Williams wax lyrical about our exhibition, she asked to see it for herself. I was there, partially because I’m self-employed and can take a day out at the drop of a hat, and partially because (largely by accident), I’m one of the co-chairs of the charity staging the exhibition, Out Stories Bristol.

Being involved in a Ministerial visit is a strange experience. The thing it reminded me of most was when Paramount parachuted Patrick Stewart into the San José Worldcon. In that case I was able to leave Kevin to deal with the drama and run away to hide (I went for dinner with Sean McMullen), but this time I was right in the firing line. Thankfully I had my colleague, Charlie Beaton, with me. He’s the secretary of OSB. (My fellow co-chair, Andy Foyle, who is the person who deserves all of the glory, was unavoidably elsewhere today.) There was much waiting around at the exhibition. No one knows exactly how long anything will take, and while the Minister was in town everyone wanted a piece of her. When she eventually turned up, we got about 10 minutes with her. I gather that was quite a long time. Normally at such events the people responsible for the thing the Minister is coming to see get elbowed out of the way by local politicians. But no one seemed keen to take credit for an exhibition about LGBT lives, so there we were.

I’m pretty cold-blooded about public speaking these days. (I’ve interviewed Neil Gaiman in front of 1,000 people — an audience of 40 like I had on Saturday is a piece of cake after that.) This, however, was another matter entirely. I would only have a chance to say a few sentences to Ms. Miller. I had to use those as best I could to represent the LGBT cause, and in particular the cause of trans people. What if I screwed up and she went away thinking that trans people were awful? That’s responsibility.

I think I did OK. I have, of course, been kicking myself for the rest of the day. It is easy to think of things you could have said after the event. But you do need to let the conversation develop naturally. It doesn’t do to seem pushy, and babbling nervously can seem awfully pushy.

There were a number of thing we talked about. One of the most important was emphasizing how many people came together to help produce the exhibition (we have a volunteer list of over 90 people). From a political point of view, however, the very clear message was how far we have come in a very short time. Wandering to the center of the exhibit, Ms. Miller’s eyes lit on a large police record book dating from 1960. Two of the crimes recorded in there were incidents of buggery. A copy of the 1967 act abolishing buggery as a crime sat in the display case next to it. Now here was the Minister in charge of a bill allowing gay people to get married. It was pure history.

Inevitably there’s a case of how far we’ve got, and how far we still have to go. I couldn’t resist a mention of a certain notorious newspaper column, and got what I’m pretty sure was a look of sympathy in response.

I can’t remember much of what was said, and of course any successful politician has the skill of making people feel listened to and valued. Nevertheless, I came away with the impression that Ms. Miller genuinely supportive of what we were doing. She did specifically say that she’d been moved to tears by one of the speeches on the marriage equality bill. From our point of view, I hope she went away knowing how much that bill (and other legal recognition such as the Gender Recognition Act) means to us.

And hey, when I took the plunge and decided to transition all those years ago it was still the case that trans people were treated as social pariahs. Had you told me then that one day I’d be shaking hands with and chatting to a Secretary of State I would have laughed at you. Trans people have come a long way.

Forthcoming Appearances

I have a busy few weeks coming up. Here’s a brief rundown.

Tomorrow I will be at the M-Shed in Bristol giving a talk about trans pioneer, Michael Dillon. That’s a 2:30 start. It is a free event, but if you are coming please sign up on Eventbrite so we have some idea of numbers in advance.

On Wednesday (20th) I’ll be on the Women’s Outlook show on Ujima taking about Karen Lord’s The Best of All Possible Worlds. If the tech works, we’ll have an interview with Karen on the show.

The following weekend (23rd/24th) I’ll be in Exeter for Microcon where I’m giving a talk about ebooks. I can’t find any public web presence for this (there is a page on Facebook, but you have to log in to see it), but Kari Sperring will be there too, as will Emma Newman and Jo Hall.

On Wednesday 27th the Ujima Women’s Outlook show will be about getting boys to read. I’ll be talking about Ian McDonald’s Planesrunner, and we’ll have Tim Maughan as a guest in the studio.

And on March 6th BristolCon is taking over the Word of Mouth event at the Thunderbolt in Bristol. Emma Newman and Jo Hall are the guest authors, and I’ll be introducing them.

Goofing Off

It is Valentine’s Day. Kevin and I can’t be together, though we’ll email as usual and if all goes according to plan there will be opportunities for romantic things later in the year. Next to Kevin, I guess what I love most is books. So if you’ll forgive me I’m going to spend more time today reading some of them.

Minor Medical Alert

When I woke up this morning I discovered that the world was going round me at a fair lick. After a short while it stopped, so I lay there and read social media stuff on my iPad for a bit, but when I tried to get up it happened again. It was just like being very, very drunk, but as all I’d had yesterday was a wine glass of the chocolate stout I was putting in the chili, at around midday, I figured that was a rather unlikely explanation.

So I went back to bed and started looking up symptoms. The NHS website was no help at all. It told me I was having a stroke and should call an ambulance immediately. But I had none of the other symptoms, and as far as I know strokes are fairly transient things. Wikipedia was somewhat more helpful, but it was clear that there was a wide range of possible causes I’d need to eliminate.

I’ve always had boringly stable blood pressure, and I’ve never had any issues with diabetes. I don’t have any of the other symptoms of anemia. So barring really scary stuff like a brain tumor the most likely suspect seemed to be a mild case of carbon monoxide poisoning. I don’t have gas, but my cottage is quite small and not well ventilated at this time of year. Also I’d accidentally left a hot plate on for a while yesterday, and that might have burned off something noxious. So I wrapped myself up well and opened a window. After a while I was well enough to have breakfast, and having eaten and listened to Coode Street I was fit enough to get on with the day.

Carbon monoxide detectors don’t seem to be very expensive, so I think I’ll buy one just in case, but if anyone else has any ideas as to what the problem might have been I’d be very grateful. I don’t particularly want to have to go to my doctor and get told that it is all my own fault for doing crazy things to my body.

Update: Whatever caused this appears to have gone away, as I was fine this morning (Monday). This leads me to suspect that ventilating the cottage fixed the problem.

More #TransDocFail Links

I know you are probably getting fed up with this stuff by now, but this story does illustrate very clearly just how manipulative the press can be if they want to be, openly spreading ideas that they must know to be false when there’s a minority group that they want to pillory. I noticed yesterday some discussion on Twitter about how applications from students from South Asia wishing to study in the UK were down sharply in the past year — a 25% drop from India, 13% down from Pakistan. This was blamed squarely on the Daily Malice stirring up hatred against foreign visitors and immigrants, which in turn leads the immigration service to impose ever more draconian policies.

I’ll bring this back to Leveson at the end, but first lets look at some of the press coverage.

First up, here’s Ed West in the Telegraph, claiming that there is no medical evidence that gender reassignment improves trans people’s lives for the better, and that academics who try to prove this are being hounded out of academia. On the face of it the article sounds quite sympathetic towards trans people, but anyone who knows a bit about the subject can quickly see that it is all founded on lies and distortions.

A key feature of West’s argument is the story of J. Michael Bailey and his book, The Man Who Would Be Queen. Bailey claims that there are only two types of trans people. There are “homosexual transsexuals”, by which he means trans women who are sexually attracted to men, and there are “autogynophiliacs”, by which he means trans women who are sexually attracted to women. Like most people who make a living from publicly abusing trans people, Bailey largely ignores the existence of trans men. They don’t rate anywhere near the same amount of column inches in the media. You’ll note also that Bailey’s terminology clearly implies that trans women are, and can only ever be, men.

According to Bailey’s theory, “homosexual transsexuals” change gender primarily so that they can have sex with as many men as possible. It’s not clear what evidence he has for this, but he notes, “Nearly all the homosexual transsexuals I know work as escorts after they have their surgery” and “Prostitution is the single most common occupation that homosexual transsexuals in our study admitted to”. It doesn’t occur to Bailey that these people might be working as prostitutes because they can’t get jobs thanks to endemic discrimination against trans people in the labor market. Instead he notes that they “might be especially suited to prostitution”. Remember, this is people like me that Bailey is talking about.

As for the autogynophiliacs, I’ve written about this strange, made-up condition before. Basically Bailey is suggesting that people change gender because they are sexually obsessed with the image of themselves when cross-dressed. It would be laughable if the idea wasn’t treated with such seriousness by the American Psychiatric Association.

The publication of Bailey’s book was accompanied by a publicity campaign trumpeting its challenging and ground-breaking science, and on the basis of that it was nominated for a Lambda Literary Award. The Lammys, remember, are for books which promote LGBT people. There then followed an outbreak of outrage amongst the trans community, and several complaints against Bailey by people who had been his research subjects. Amongst other things, we learned that, as part of his research, Bailey had had sex with at least one of his subjects. Great devotion to science there!

West claims that Bailey was “effectively hounded out of academia”, but in fact his college ignored or dismissed all of the complaints against him. All that happened is that a book that vast numbers of trans people regarded as offensive and defamatory was dropped from the nominees list for an award intended to promote positive images of LGBT people. You can read more about the story from trans academics, Lynn Conway and Joan Roughgarden.

As to the absence of medical evidence for the efficacy of gender reassignment, well, I’ll admit that searching for academic papers can be hard, but I had a go. It took me about 10 minutes to find this. It is a review of NHS gender treatment produced by the Equalities and Human Rights Commission. It includes references to a number of academic studies looking at outcomes of treatment. Here are some of the results:

Charing Cross is a very large clinic with a long-standing reputation in the field; in twenty years of practice, they have only had three patients who reverted to their original gender – Shirzaker et al. (2006) Oxfordshire Priorities Forum – Minutes of Meeting 27/09/06

in over 80 qualitatively different case studies and reviews from 12 countries, it has been demonstrated during the last 30 years that the treatment that includes the whole process of gender reassignment is effective – Pfafflin & Junge. (1998) Sex Reassignment. Thirty Years of International Follow-up Studies After Sex Reassignment Surgery: A Comprehensive Review, 1961-1991; English Ed. by Jacobson & Meier

no patient was actually dissatisfied, 91.6 per cent were satisfied with their overall appearance and the remaining 8.4 per cent were neutral – Smith, YLS. Van Goozen, SHM. Kuiper, AJ & Cohen-Kettenis, PT. (2005) Sex reassignment: outcomes and predictors of treatment for adolescent and adult transsexuals, Psychological Medicine 35:88-99.

A survey in the UK also reported a high level of satisfaction of 98 per cent following genital surgery – Schonfield, S. (2008) Audit, Information and Analysis Unit: audit of patient satisfaction with transgender services.

A further study on outcomes in trans women shows that they function well on a physical, emotional, psychological and social level – Weyers, S. Elaut, E. De Sutter, P. Gerris, J. T’Sjoen, G. Heylens, G. De Cuypere, G. & Verstraelen, H. (2009) Long-term assessment of the physical, mental and sexual health among transsexual women, Journal of Sexual Medicine 6:752-760.

Now of course the Telegraph is the sort of publication that is likely to claim that there is no scientific evidence for climate change, evolution or heliocentrism, so I’m not surprised at West’s claims, but if you look the evidence for the value of gender treatments isn’t hard to find.

Gay Star News also covered the Richard Curtis story, and as you might expect it did a rather better job, but it also did it’s best to cover it’s backside by supplying what journalists euphemistically call “balance”. It notes a Facebook campaign in support of Dr. Curtis, and gives almost equal space to someone who has spoken out against it. Now of course there is an actual complaint from a real patient here, and that needs to be investigated. But it should not be “investigated” by means of articles in national newspapers that throw in a whole lot of spurious additional accusations of malpractice and attempt to cast doubt on the wisdom of providing anyone with treatment. Also there are currently 259 people in the Facebook group. I’ve only noticed two complaining. Journalists know that the amount of space you give to an opinion is critical in determining how much credence readers give to that opinion. By giving almost equal space to the contrary view, Gay Star News is suggesting that the trans community is equally divided on the issue. That’s not what I’m seeing at all.

They are very careful to describe the stories being related on the #TransDocFail hashtag as “alleged”. That’s often journalist code for “probably made up”. And the examples they pick to showcase are mainly name-calling. The much more serious incidents are ignored. You can get a much better idea of the level of abuse by looking at this useful list of lowlights from the hashtag.

The Guardian tried to add a little balance of their own by accepting this article by Jane Fae which does a pretty good job of covering the issue. Spectacularly it also makes a first appearance in The Guardian for my vagina. Not a picture, of course, but definitely a mention. I’m going to count that as an almost Amanda Palmer level of awesomeness, though I’m sure that Amanda herself has done far better.

Unfortunately The Guardian also chose yesterday to publish an article by Suzanne Moore in which she argued that trans women should put up with being abused and ridiculed by her because of the need for feminist solidarity. She also repeats the classic Janice Raymond and Julie Bindel line about trans people reinforcing the gender binary (and so are anti-feminist). You can find a more nuanced (by which I mean not written by Moore herself) view of the whole furor over at The F-Word.

Finally in this round-up of links I’d like to give credit again to Sarah Brown for starting the whole thing. Here she is talking about it. Her article also includes a link to a 5-minute slot on BBC Radio Cambridge in which she and Christine Burns discuss the issue with a very supportive interviewer.

Now, I promised you a link back to Leveson. Thanks to my pal Eugene Byrne, I discovered this blog post by the Met Office complaining about lies and distortions being spread about their service by the Daily Malice. Incredibly, the Malice article even contained a lie that had been the subject of a successful complaint to the Press Complaints Commission when it first appeared in the Telegraph. So not only does the Malice feel free to print lies, it will do so even when another newspaper has already been censured for doing so. And this is not some despised minority we are talking about here, this is a matter of the accuracy of scientific work. So next time someone tells you that British newspapers can be trusted to self-regulate, I recommend asking for a balanced assessment.

GMC – The Wider Issue

When I wrote the post about Richard Curtis I couldn’t find any links to the issues that Christine Burns has raised. However, she has kindly sent me some links via Twitter, which I’ll now share with you.

First up there’s a Department of Health paper (PDF) on the need for “revalidation” of doctors, particularly in the light of recent equalities legislation. The problem is that, once a doctor is certified to practice, she can carry on doing so for life. There is no requirement to keep up with best practice, or to familiarize yourself with issues that might never have been addressed when you were trained.

The section on trans people is quite illuminating. The headline statistic is that 84% of GPs and hospital staff are opposed to the funding of gender reassignment on the NHS. It is not surprising, therefore, that post-op trans people are treated in a hostile manner when they present themselves for treatment for ordinary health issues. Now of course the NHS is massively overstretched, so I appreciate concern about the use of funds. But given the suicide rate amongst trans people, the relative cheapness of the treatment (surgery costs are a tiny fraction of the levels typically quoted by newspapers, and the NHS would make a profit on my hormone prescription if I could find a GP willing to prescribe them), and the very high success rate, I suspect you’d find that gender reassignment was one of the more cost-effective live-saving treatments around.

In addition I can report, from personal experience, that there is often a double standard applied here. While NHS employees do not want trans people treated by the state, if you do opt for private medicine they don’t thank you. What they do is accuse you of having self-medicated, and assume that any further health problems you have, of whatever sort, are a result of that self-medication, and therefore also not worthy of treatment by the NHS. Being a post-op trans person is like being someone who smokes 50 cigarettes a day and is massively overweight as far as some NHS staff are concerned.

This, however, is only the tip of the iceberg. The report I linked to goes into detail on all nine strands of the Equality Act, and there are problems with all of them. Furthermore Christine sent me a link to this report (PDF) produced by the University of Bradford on the disproportionate use of disciplinary action against black and minority ethnic workers in the health service. The headline stat there is that a BME member of staff is twice as likely to be disciplined as a white person. Because these days managers and HR departments are adept at phrasing their attacks on minority staff in ways that avoid allegations of discrimination, they get away with this. (And indeed I’ve suffered it myself. In the last job I had, I quit because it became obvious that the HR team was fabricating a disciplinary complaint against me so as to avoid being subject to California’s trans equality legislation.)

The good news is that the problem is being recognized, and Christine also sent me a link to this conference being held at the University of Manchester in March to discuss the problem, not just in the health service, but throughout all so-called “professional” occupations.

The GMC’s War Against Trans People Continues

This week I’ll be going up to London to do some research on Michael Dillon, an Irishman who because the world’s first female-to-male transsexual while living in Bristol. Dillon not only holds a record for his own gender change, but also trained as a doctor and later assisted with the UK’s first male-to-female gender surgery. In many ways he kickstarted the whole transsexual phenomenon. It is ironic, therefore, that this week also sees the beginning of what may well be the end of medical treatment for trans people in the UK.

I refer you first to this article that appeared on the Guardian website last night. It may seem fairly innocuous, but to trans people the mere sight of the byline “David Batty” is enough to signal that this will be a deeply distorted piece of reporting.

The article details a long list of supposed malpractice charges brought by the General Medical Council (GMC) against a gender specialist, Dr. Richard Curtis, working in London. None of these charges are proven, and obviously I have no knowledge of their substance. However, I am one of Dr. Curtis’s patients, I’m very happy with how he has treated me, and yet the substance of Batty’s article leads me to suspect that one of the people Curtis is accused of mistreating is me. Let me explain.

We should start by noting that the practice of medicine is by no means easy. Doctors can, and do, make mistakes. Just as an example, a year or so ago my mother was mistakenly prescribed pills ten times stronger than she needed. Had she taken then, she would have suffered kidney failure and might have died. Thankfully someone noticed in time and phoned her up to warn her not to take them. It was later discovered that the diagnosis for which the pills were prescribed was faulty, and even the correct strength pills were actually making her sick. No one was disciplined over this. It was accepted that getting the correct diagnosis can be very difficult.

A week or so ago my friend Christine Burns, who is an Equality and Diversity Programme Manager at a Strategic Health Authority, was tweeting about a report that showed that black and minority ethnic (BME) doctors were much more likely to be disciplined and struck off for mistakes than their white counterparts. No one ever makes a complaint saying, “this person is a bad doctor because she’s black”. That would be illegal. And yet when you look at the statistics it is very clear that a BME doctor who makes a mistake is likely to be disciplined, whereas a white doctor who makes a similar mistake will probably be let off. It is one of many ways that racial prejudice is alive and well in Britain, despite laws supposedly protecting people.

Now here’s another statistic for you. It isn’t a very good one, because the sample size is only four, but of all the gender specialists I have seen in my life, 75% of them have been accused of malpractice. Also, 100% of those so accused had their cases prejudged by being dragged through major newspapers in a way that would probably result in contempt of court proceedings had an actual court been involved. (I’m not sure what happened to the fourth — the clinic where she worked appears to have been closed, probably due to the California budget crisis.) I submit that this is not an accident. Rather it is because there is a group of “crusading” journalists, including David Batty and Julie Bindel, who make it their business to seek out unhappy post-op trans people and exploit them to try to get the doctors who treated them struck off.

There’s more to it than that, though. Back when I transitioned, the National Health Service had a really poor reputation when it came to treating trans people. Basically you went to them only if you could not afford to go private. And you knew that if you did go to them you would be put through a cruel obstacle course of tests intended to prove whether you were worthy of treatment; part of those tests being conforming to absurd stereotypes of gendered behavior that were firmly rooted in the 1940s.

The people responsible for that have since retired. New, younger doctors have taken over, and are trying to move the NHS to be more in line with international guidelines on responsible treatment of trans people. Part of this is a requirement to treat your patients as human beings rather than as dangerous lunatics. However, I understand from trans activists that one of these old men has taken it upon himself to harass anyone following modern treatment guidelines, and sometimes instigates malpractice suits against them. Hence the nature of most of the complaints against Dr. Curtis.

In this case, however, there is an additional complication. As the Telegraph shamefully reveals (in direct contradiction of ethical guidelines for reporting stories about trans people), Dr. Curtis is himself trans. In any sensible environment, this would be applauded as he will obviously have a unique insight into the problems faced by his patients. However, in the warped mind of the old men at the GMC, who believe that all trans people are, by definition, insane, such a person should not be allowed to practice medicine at all, let alone minister to his fellow lunatics.

By the way, while Batty did refrain from outing Dr. Curtis, he will have been well aware that once he broke the story other papers who care even less about press ethics would do the outing for him. This is not a case of the Guardian doing the right thing. It is a case of the Guardian being cowardly and encouraging other people to do their dirty work for them.

Zoe O’Connell takes issue with the substance of Batty’s article here, and shows how most of the charges look to have been manufactured to prevent Curtis from following modern best practice. I’ll just concentrate on one issue — how this applies to me.

I became a patient of Dr. Curtis several years ago. My existing doctor had taken voluntary retirement having got tired of being hounded in the press by a journalist called David Batty. I needed to see a gender specialist in order to get hormone prescriptions. As I have explained here before, although international guidelines state clearly that post-op trans people are cured of their gender dysphoria, and require regular doses of hormones to stay healthy, a succession of GPs have refused to accept that and have either refused to supply a prescription at all, or would only do so if an independent gender specialist certified me sane.

So I went to see Doctor Curtis, presented my medical records from the UK, Australia and California, and he agreed to prescribe hormones for me, on my first visit. Batty’s article implies that this was malpractice on his part. He goes on to state that the GMC now insists that:

“He [Dr. Curtis] must not prescribe hormonal treatment for patients with gender dysphoria, or refer any patients for gender dysphoria surgery, unless those patients have undergone a recent mental health or psychological assessment carried out by an appropriately trained mental health care professional.”

Batty may be mis-stating the condition somewhat, but if he isn’t that means that Dr. Curtis will no longer be able to write prescriptions for me unless I regularly undergo psychiatric testing, presumably at my own expense. And this is to get a prescription which the international guidelines say is essential for my continued health.

I could apply to an NHS gender clinic, but the waiting lists at all such places are several years long. I don’t have enough supplies to get through such a period. And of course I’d then class as a new patient and be required to spend a year or two surviving without hormones to prove that I was worthy of them.

The obvious solution is to find another private doctor. I understand from friends on twitter that there is one, though how long that person will be free of malpractice suits is another matter. You see, there is a bigger game in play here.

Under the old National Health regulations, funding of gender clinics, and referral of patients to them, was a matter for individual Primary Care Trusts, which were regional bodies. Gender medicine was one of a number of areas that fell victim to what the UK calls the “postcode lottery” — that is, depending on where in the country you lived, you might or might not be able to get treatment. Tabloid newspapers often fulminated against those PCTs that funding gender treatment, and praised those that did not, even though a point blank refusal to fund under any circumstances was actually illegal.

The reforms brought in by the current government will do away with this. Instead the decisions on what types of treatment can be funded will take place at a national level. You can be sure that Bindel, Batty and their allies will be working hard to ensure that NHS funding for all gender medicine is stopped at this convenient central spot.

The only loophole in that strategy is that the government is also very keen on private medicine. If the NHS can’t afford to fund something, well private doctors can take up the slack. However, if anyone who dares to go into practice in gender medicine is quickly shut down by spurious malpractice suits, well then the disgusting tr*nnies will have nowhere to turn, will they?

The end result will be more people like me (indeed, probably including me) risking their lives by buying essential medical supplies on the black market over the Internet. There will also be more suicides. And with every death I expect that Batty, Bindel and their allies at the Guardian will do a little dance of joy.

Update: Post edited to give Christine her correct job title. Also please see this post which goes into the wider issue of discrimination against minorities in the Health Service and other “professional” occupations.

My Brain: She Is Weird

I very rarely remember dreams. This is probably a good thing, because when I do they can be decidedly weird. This morning I awoke from a dream of watching a cricket match. Tim Powers had taken up the sport, and had scored 200 against Somerset. I have no idea where this came from.

Resolutions

I don’t normally pay much attention to New Year Resolutions. Yesterday’s xkcd pretty much sums up my opinion of them. However, last year has been a disaster for book reading, in that I bought far more books than I have read (and indeed read far more books than I have reviewed). So I’m going to try something fairly simple. This year I will resolve to read at least one chapter of a book every day. We’ll see how that works.

That Time of Year

Last night, while I was waiting for the 49ers to wrap up the Divisional Championship, I had a quick look at Google Analytics to see how the year had gone here. One or two interesting things popped up, so I thought I’d do the traditional thing and share them.

The most read post of the year was actually one I wrote in 2011: “Female Invisibility Bingo”. As it turned out, of course, none of the women authors I talked to wanted to be associated with a “feminist” project.

The top post of 2012 was “UK Government OKs Sex Ed. Guide Based on Gor Book”, which does not surprise me in the slightest. I knew that one was gold dust when I wrote it.

Interestingly both of these eclipsed a post about Neil Gaiman: “Friends and Phobias”. That’s unusual. Neil is normally responsible for my top-rated posts.

Those three posts “went viral” to some small degree, by which I mean that they might just be visible if you plotted their readers against a selection of “nothing here, I’m busy” posts on John Scalzi’s blog. The most popular posts amongst more regular readers were “On Harassment Policies” and “A Time Before Time”.

SF Signal was my primary source of referrals. Many thanks to John & co for that. Second on the list was the BBC. That’s because they linked back to my reviews of the Lost Kingdoms of Africa programs. Thanks are also due to Locus, James Nicoll, Kevin and Larry Nolen.

By far the most common search term used to get here was “cheryl morgan”. Somewhat to my surprise, the second best was “cathy butler”.

The USA and UK accounted for the vast majority of my visitors. Finland, Australia and Canada were top of the rest of the world.

London was by far the top city as far as traffic sources go, having more than 3 times the number of its nearest rival. It was followed by New York, Bristol, Helsinki, Portland (Oregon), Cardiff, Melbourne and Toronto. San Francisco doesn’t feature because Google counts each little city in the Bay Area separately.

As far as personal things go, here are a few things I will remember 2012 for fondly:

  • Being a Guest of Honour at the Eurocon in Zagreb, and being on TV for the first time
  • Finally getting to Ã…con (which is Ã…some)
  • A second World Fantasy Award nomination
  • Meeting Alison Bechdel
  • Discussing 2013 with Kim Stanley Robinson over a few fine whiskies
  • Caitlín R. Kiernan’s astonishingly good The Drowning Girl
  • Getting to watch the SF Giants winning the World Series with Kevin
  • Matt Cain’s Perfect Game
  • Discovering great Mexican food in Bristol at My Burrito UK
  • Istrian food and mistletoe schnapps
  • Being invited to Manchester to give a talk on SF&F to the local trans group
  • Being in the middle of hosting a live webcast when Ustream pulled the plug on the Hugos
  • The Avengers movie
  • Taking the waters at Bath with Kevin
  • The SF Crossing the Gulf podcast series
  • Publishing novels by Juliet E. McKenna and Lyda Morehouse
  • The Great Finnish Book Buying Event

There are probably a few important things I have forgotten, for which I apologize. Also by far the best thing about 2012 was a family-related event that I’m not at liberty to talk about yet, but a few of you do know about it and hopefully more will hear of it in the years to come. And finally, here’s looking forward to a busy and exciting 2013, starting with the inaugural Tolkien Lecture on Fantasy Fiction at Pembroke College, Oxford.

Review Policy

I’ve seen a significant upturn in requests for book reviews of late. I have no idea why. I review very little, and a review here is probably worth no more than one or two sales, but I keep getting requests so I need to write something I can point people at to explain why I am turning them down. I now have a Review Policy.

Scalzi on Trans

Yesterday John Scalzi did a post explaining his attitude to trans people. It is, as I have come to expect from John, very positive and trans-friendly. I’ve already thanked him there and on Twitter, but I wanted to do so here as well.

What surprised me, however, is how interesting the comment thread has become. Normally I don’t read comments on trans-themed posts elsewhere, especially in high traffic sites, as they tend to be full of hate speech and trolling. But I figured that John might need support, if only against well-meaning-but-clueless cis women accusing him of supporting trans people in the wrong way. So I read the comments, and found them mostly very supportive. Quite a few people took the opportunity to air their unease with their own instinctual reaction to trans people, and that’s very useful from the point of view of understanding why transphobia exists, and what can be done about it.

So thank you again, John, it has been a very interesting and useful exercise.

Thanks, Gerry

I’m very sad to hear that Gerry Anderson has passed away. The BBC announcement is here. In Gerry’s honor, I present a brief gallery of some of my childhood role models.

Doctor VenusDoctor Venus


Atlanta ShoreAtlanta Shore


Lady PenelopeLady Penelope Creighton-Ward

Extreme Couponing

Yeah, so this is going to annoy a bunch of my male friends who hate being stuck in checkout queues behind some woman with a pile of coupons. Tough, lads. When you don’t have a lot of money you have to work these things.

Anyway, today, thanks to a combination of coupons, sales and the Tesco Clubcard Exchange I have purchased a food processor (RRP £60), a pair of home phones (RRP £60) and around £12 worth of groceries for the magnificent sum of £26. I am stupidly pleased with myself.

The phones, by the way, are because my existing phones don’t have called ID and I’m getting several spam calls a week. I’d like to be able to ignore them.

As for the food processor, who knows. But next time Delia or Nigella says, “and just whoosh it all up in your food processor”, I will feel slightly less inadequate.

Back To Routine

I avoided using the word “normal” there because I refuse to accept that being 5,000 miles away from Kevin is in any way normal. However, we did have almost 2 weeks together, and it was wonderful. Of course we crammed far too much into too little time, and we both had bad travel days yesterday, so today we are being zombies for Halloween. After that we’ll have to get back to the usual work routine, which in my case includes writing blog posts, and publishing and selling books. Hopefully I still have a few readers left after the lacklustre blogging of the past two weeks.

Plague, Fire & BristolCon

Well, that was exciting, in all sorts of ways.

For me it began on Wednesday night, most of which I spent awake getting acquainted with the toilet bowl at the hotel where Kevin and I were staying. I’ve not mentioned this before because I wanted to pin down the source of the stomach bug. In particular I didn’t want anyone to jump to the conclusion that the fine folks at Simply Fish were responsible.

My first suspicion was Korean food. I know from a bad experience at a lovely traditional restaurant in Seoul that I am violently allergic to something in Korean cooking, and the meal I had on Tuesday evening did have a Korean-style relish with it. However, on arriving at BristolCon I discovered that Juliet McKenna, Gem Morgan, Neil Benyon and several other people I know had gone down with something very similar. Anne Sudworth also went down with it on Friday. We’d all been at the same event recently, so I’m pretty sure I know where the problem arose, and the nice fish restaurant is fully exonerated.

Food poisoning is a horrible thing, partly for what it does to your digestive system initially, but also because it leaves you with no energy, and no appetite so no means of replacing the missing energy. I lived mainly off fruit and energy drinks for 2 days. I tried having a proper meal on Friday night, and promptly collapsed again. Thankfully I made it through the convention, despite being only half awake at best. Juliet and Anne were magnificent, coping far better than I did.

Much as I wanted to stay up and chat with people after the convention, I needed sleep, so I was in bed and unconscious by midnight. That was when the fire alarm went off. A fault in a lift (elevator) motor had set off a fire alarm, and we were all evacuated while Bristol’s fire service dealt with the problem. To my knowledge, the only casualties were the lift (which remained out of service the following morning) and Del Lakin Smith’s beer, which got knocked over while we were out in the car park. (Yes, of course some people were still drinking at midnight.)

If that wasn’t all Biblical enough, Paul Cornell and Caroline Symcox announced the arrival of their first-born the following morning. Jo said on Twitter that we’d try to arrange a rain of frogs for next year, while Kevin joked that we might have a plague of Locus (which is entirely possible as I’m sure that Liza, Jonathan & Gary will be coming over for World Fantasy).

Despite all of that, the convention appears to have gone very well. That is, every comment I have seen on Twitter thus far has been very enthusiastic, and no one has complained to me yet. Of course there are things we know we did wrong, and there will be a debrief session next Saturday, but all in all I am again very pleased with how things went. Roll on next year.

In the meantime, Kevin and I are going to ride trains for a few days. Bloggage will be a bit sparse, after which there will be photos.