Google Zoe Brain. You can contact me via my blog.
I have a fairly high Internet profile....
So, I did.
Wow. There are a lot of assholes out there who really get offended just because you're who you are. You mentioned earlier, in other threads, how fragile some world views are, and that anything challenging them can provoke a violent reaction, but it's very different to see that in action.
My condolences, and hats off to you for getting through the bullshit thrown your way.
Fuck. I googled the name too. The first hit was this blog (http://gendertrender.wordpress.com/tag/zoe-brain/).
And I was stupid enough to read that vitriol and the comments section. God, I'm depressed now.
I find it hilarious, personally. Plese don't feel depressed! The link to the "Fake Intersex/Fake Rocket Scientist" bit is amazing; the intellectual knots some tie themselves up in when confronted with eyewitness accounts that contradict their cherished beliefs are astounding.
A bit saddening that several people devote so much time, so much of their lives, trying to figure out ways to hurt me, when they could be devoting their considerable intellects to making the world a better place, but on the other hand, it does no-one any harm. I'd rather they go after me than others more vulnerable. I have an ego so big it enters the room at least ten minutes before I do, and realised before my teens that I'd be "the girl with the wonderful personality". I live by the advice I give to other rape victims - they can violate your body, but they can't humiliate you without your permission. You can refuse to give it.
Sometimes I feel as if I should pretend to be hurt - for they're obviously giving it their best shot, and to have someone refuse to be hurt by that shows massive disrespect. I don't want to disrespect them, they're already leading pretty unpleasant existences, I prefer to reduce, not increase, the misery in the world, especially of those already hurting. On the other hand, they're adults, and to pretend like that would be showing even more disrespect, and I'm not good enough an actress to keep a story like that straight anyway. I guess there are some people I just can't help. I can wear a cape and leotards with my panties on the outside, but I'm not Supergirl.
Summary - when they're going after me, they're not going after others who they really
could hurt. So I am content.