Looking at the history of trans care since World War II, one can't help but notice a theme: transgender people gain agency, and then non-transgender people attempt to exert control to stop it.

You really do not need me to tell you how bleak things are right now for the trans community.

There are three stories that have recently crossed my desk, each of which are unrelated, but together paint a very descriptive image of what's wrong with the way non-trans people are speaking about trans lives.

Though completely random happenstance, Easter and the Transgender Day of Visibility occurred on the same day this year, Sunday, March 31.

The U.S. Space & Rocket Center in Huntsville, Alabama is the home of Space Camp, a program where kids of all ages can explore what it is to be part of a space mission.

On February 7, a 16-year-old student at Owasso High School in Owasso, Oklahoma entered the girls' bathroom. Twenty-four hours later, that student would be dead.

I regularly discuss the astounding amount of legislation put forth by lawmakers across the country aimed squarely at trans rights.

Today, I want to talk to you about clowns. No, I am not slyly referring to the various Republican politicians who are filing ever more draconian bills to squash transgender freedom across our country, though the thought had occurred to me.

I was recently made aware of a fascinating bit of linguistic history, courtesy of the 1661 edition of Thomas Blount's "Glossographia, or a dictionary interpreting all such hard words of whatsoever language now used in our refined English tongue."

I recently wrote that last year saw 589 anti-trans bills that were introduced within 49 states. Of those introduced, 85 passed into law.

As we close the book on 2023, my mind keeps going back to one number: 589.

The holidays were different when I was younger. Lacking the internet, one would eagerly anticipate the arrival of the Sears catalog at your front door around August or September.

We're in that time of year, post-Thanksgiving but not yet Yule, when you cannot breathe without being bombarded by messages of family get-togethers for the holidays.

The Bay Area Reporter's former sports columnist shares his opinions on the recent Gay Games that took place in Hong Kong and Guadalajara, Mexico.