I’m not a Tranny or a she-male.
I don’t live in a closet, or sing show tunes, or own a tiara.
And I don’t know RuPaul, Paul Simon, or Les Paul, tho I am sure they are all nice people.
I have a penis, or a vagina.
I speak plainly and honestly.
I can proudly sew my rainbow flag on my backpack.
I believe in love and accptance, not hatred and bigotry.
Diversity, not societal assimilation.
And that one day I may be seen as a proud and noble animal!
Disorder is a label, hate is our reality.
And we are human not IT, HUMAN!
Transgender is the most misunderstood of LGBT and the FIRST and easiest to pick out, but the best at being true to ourselves.
My name is Tamara, and I AM TRANSGENDER!
The above is a reworking of an old Molson Canadian beer commercial, “My name is Joe” Also kknown as “The Rant” the original transcript is provided below:
“I’m not a lumberjack or a fur trader. I don’t live in an igloo or eat blubber or own a dog sled. And I don’t know Jimmy, Sally or Suzy from Canada, although I’m certain they’re really, really nice. I have a prime minister, not a president. I speak English and French, not American. And I pronounce it about, not aboot. I can proudly sew my country’s flag on my backpack. I believe in peacekeeping, not policing. Diversity, not assimilation. And that the beaver is a truly proud and noble animal. A toque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch. And it is pronounced zed, not zee, zed. Canada is the second largest landmass, the first nation of hockey and the best part of North America. My name is Joe, and I am Canadian!”
Peace and Love!