Forced Feminization, Consent, and Love

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I've always said I don't like forced feminization stories, such as what a certain other story site is full of.

But I was rereading one of my favorite stories, Barbie Lee's "Almost a Girl", which is pretty clearly about forcing someone against their will to present and live as the opposite gender, and I asked myself why that didn't bother me. And I realized that what bothers me about the usual feminization stories is that they're about humiliating and abusing someone, or at least treating them as a thing to be used for the perpetrator's pleasure or benefit. But in this story, it's pretty obvious that Elliot and Judy are not humiliating Buddy; Elliot over and over shows himself to be Buddy's protector. They're simply making him do things he really, really doesn't want to do.

I have two children and was a child once, myself. Parenting frequently involves making your child do things they don't want to do. I hated getting immunizations or blood tests or anything that involved sticking something into me. I still do. And although my parents explained why I had to do it anyway, and I understood why, I still didn't want to. Now I'm a grown-up, and it's me that's making me, but I still hate it as much as Buddy hated having to dress up as a girl. It's a necessary part of parenting, and it's one of the harder parts, because you are overriding your child's judgement with your own, and if you're wrong and your child is harmed by it, you know that you have harmed your child. Sometimes the choices are easy, and sometimes they're hard. And sometimes you realize that you've blown it.

So I think that, for me, the difference is that what's in most of the forced feminization stories is domination and abuse, wherease what Elliot and Judy did (with, as it turns out, the agreement of Buddy's parents) was done out of love. Not the moon-June-ferris-wheels kind of love, but the kind of love that earnestly and maturely and disinterestedly seeks what's best for the one you love, even at a cost to yourself. I'm sure Elliot did not enjoy the anger and hurt that Buddy displayed towards him, but he thought the benefit to Buddy would make it worth it. In the story, of course, he was proven right -- because it was a story, and it's what so many of us wish had been done for (not to) us.

This reminds me of the issue of ConsentTM that I see discussed around the blogosphere. The whole "yes means yes" and "no means no" and "absence of 'yes' means no" business. It's all very well and good when both parties are on an equal footing and are in a position to judge their own needs and interests rationally. But when two people are emotionally entangled (as they should be in a close relationship), or one is under a lot of stress, you have to also consider what is best for the other person. Sometimes people say "yes" or "no" because they feel they have no choice. Atul Gowande in one of his essays tells of a patient who refused a life-saving treatment out of fear and stress of being sick to the point of dying. Sometimes you have to ignore what someone says and do what you know (or believe) is best for them. But you also have to realize how dangerous this can be, how easy it is to imagine that what you'd like to happen is also best for the other person, even when it isn't. As they say, "first of all, do no harm."

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