It’s very easy to associate one person with one thing. Indeed our culture is strongly geared up to recognise people for one trait, or achievement, or offence.

“It’s that bird off X-Factor.” or “Didn’t they used to go out with so-and-so.” or even “It’s that nonce off the telly!”

We like summing people up quickly, but has this led to a overly cruel culture? Do we live in a world where tabloids get away with being nasty about people, because we are incapable of seeing someone as a three dimensional, multi-layered human being?

It is not just with celebrities, but with each other. When describing someone to someone else, we pick up on their most distinguishing (and often derogatory) physical characteristics.

“You know Kev? ‘Big Fat’ Kev!”

“Pete? No not 'Short’ Pete, 'Bent’ Pete!”

I do worry about how people who come across my blog, or meet me in real life perceive me. It’s not that I yearn to change myself in order to gain acceptance from certain groups of people, but I do wonder how much of me people actually see.

A cursory glance at my blog screams 'Angry Trans Person’ and yes, there are inequalities prevalent in society that I will shout and stomp and rant and rave about. But the problem is, how much of my message, or indeed the message of anyone like me, doing what I do, actually gets past the choir and out to those who cannot relate to my one obvious characteristic.

Would I be better off writing a blog about Football and making the odd Pro-LGBT comment there? Or perhaps an Eastenders fansite, or maybe something to do with 'Breaking Bad’ which I never watched but hear lots of people talk about.

The problem with being an activist is relatability. If a non-LGBT person who had a reputation for doing something else like acting or sports, started standing up and saying 'hang on, this isn’t right’, then they will reach the people that relate to them on the other stuff. I sometimes feel that all my shouting and ranting seems to be to people outside the LGBT community, and my immediate circle of very diverse friends, is just another little 'Tranny-Fag’ shouting out about its own self interest.

Like everyone else, I have many loves, dislikes, phobias, passions and hobbies. Am I falling into the trap of people only picking up on the obvious about me?

I like:

Steam Trains, Star Trek, Star Wars, Doctor Who, J.R.R Tolkien, Roald Dahl, Tim Burton Films, Stephen Fry, Silent Witness, The Fable Games, Timothy Dalton and Daniel Craig as James Bond, Family guy (although not so much these days), American Dad and the Simpsons. Desperados, cocktails, Cheesecake, peanut butter, Chinese food, Indian food, Salt & Vinegar Crisps, Fajitas, home cooking, clothes, shoes, shoes, shoes and going to the seaside. I love chips, and seafood, hugs, kisses and cats.

I dislike:

Spiders, Needles, Religion and intolerance. Bullies and abusers, those trousers where the crotch comes down to the knees. Margaret Thatcher, greed, touching slugs and eating Brussels sprouts. Socks with Sandals, wearing a trilby almost vertical on the back of your head. Sexism, Racism, exclusionism, NIMBYism, Christmas adverts in August, and talent shows that exploit the dumb and delusional for national entertainment.

Yet to most, and even to some of my friends, I guess I will always be “Tammy? Oh, the Trans one!”

Tamz xXx