Exh 4

 by Feral Faun 

Bloodlust A feminist journal against civilization

The concept of gender is an artificial definition, an attempt to order us. It is absurd. It is 

a limitation on our diversity. It is a lie. 

Gender is nothing more than a social role. Its attachment to our genitals is purely a 

convenience not unlike the convenience of using skin color to determine who should be slave 

and who should be master. The development of the genitals in the fetus shows that “male” and 

“female” genitals are really just variations on the same basic theme, which occur for the purely 

biological convenience of reproduction. Yet this socially defined, artificial role seems to be the 

most important thing for one to learn in this society. The first announcement when an infant 

is born is, “It’s a boy!” or “It’s a girl!” But the baby doesn’t accept this definition. It has a vora¬ 

cious desire to know all, to be all. It encompasses a universe of possibility in which any con¬ 

cept of gender must disappear. 

But such a way of being cannot be allowed to go unchecked, for it would undermine 

authority and destroy order. So from birth, the infant is surrounded by images of its social gen¬ 

der. Those with cunts are kept in lace, made delicate and taught to imitate mother. Those with 

cocks are taught to fight, to be tough, and to imitate father. The family insures that the roles are 

instilled. The infant’s wild divinity is buried and it starts to be made into a boy or a girl. 

But some of us just would not fit. The molds didn’t work. Oh, they stifled us, they 

choked us, they hurt us like hell. But we never quite became the girl or boy they wanted. Soci¬ 

ety filled us with shame, made us feel less than those who conformed. 

No more do we embrace the lying order of society or mourn that we cannot fulfill its 

roles.