Brighton changes name to Dimmon
What are they putting in the drinking water in Brighton?
An NHS trust is to use “gender inclusive language” for its maternity services, including terms such as “chestfeeding” and “birthing parent”.
Brighton and Sussex University Hospitals Trust is thought to be first in the UK to adopt the language in its internal communications and meetings.
Let’s hope it’s also the last, and that it changes its mind.
The trust said it recognised “challenges” gender identity can have on pregnancy, birth and feeding.
It recognized what? You mean it recognized the challenges “gender identity” can present for pregnant women and mothers?
Let’s assume that’s what they mean. So what’s the point? That women who have delusions of being men find it painful or disconcerting to experience pregnancy and giving birth and nursing a baby, and that therefore there is a need to change the language used by everyone so that women will be erased even from that whole creating human beings thing that is why women are so policed. A very small number of women with socially-fostered delusions, and bam, it’s time to pretend anyone of any sex can push out a baby.
Don’t worry, women, we’ll still mention you, but we’ll also pretend that people other than women can push out babies.
A document on the trust’s website lists new terms such as “breast/chestfeeding”, “mothers and birthing parents” and “father or second biological parent”.
And all of Brighton joins hands and dances together.
Women’s History Month is coming up. What will we call it? People’s History Month? Uterus-havers History Month? Front Holes History Month? Or…wait…maybe TWAW Month!
iknklast, if TRA descriptions of the Stonewall Riots are anything to go by, it will turn out that most of the participants in women’s history were trans women anyway, problem solved.
I have a difficult time believing that anyone who has become impregnated, carried a baby for nine months along with everything that entails, then gone through the pain, exhaustion and risks of childbirth will have their disphoria triggered by a single mention of breasts.
Please, just to really take the piss, can Women’s History Month be re-named Cisters’ History Month? The TAs can hardly complain, they are the ones insisting on the cis prefix.
AoS, you gotta watch those apostrophes. They may be the single most misbehaved piece of punctuation. They are not housebroken, and they love to trespass, as well.
But if we called it Cisters’ History Month, that would be exclusive! Only open to cis! We must never, ever, ever, ever have anything for women that men cannot thrust their dicks into.
But surely, considering the fact that we are currently in decade 3.2 of Trans Awareness Century, they won’t really begrudge just 31 days for their cisters.
What am I saying? They’d begrudge 31 nanoseconds of taking a backseat to actual women.
I believe this change is also to swap out the well known term “maternity services” for the mostly unknown and rather more academic “perinatal services”. Can’t see that causing any problems at all…
If trans women have girl dicks, why can’t trans men be considered to have boy breasts? Then there’s no need to call it chestfeeding. There’s no consistency in this, is there.
Yesterday I sent a link to your post to a birthing person I know who lives in the Brighton and Sussex University Hospitals Trust catchment area. She (maybe I should say they) reacted more mildly than I would have done, but agreed that the new terminology is ridiculous. They did all their birthing a long time ago, and in Australia, not Brighton, and chestfed their three children with penises.
Their Latin and etymology are pretty feeble. They forgot to erase MATERnity from their name.
Okay, this one I have to admit was…troublesome. I assume you meant the three children had penises, but I imagined them feeding the children, chestfeeding from their penises. Which seems a little cumbersome. Not to mention, a contradiction in terms.
Yes, but it shows what silly knots you can tie yourself into if you try to use gender-neutral language. I meant, of course, that she had three sons.