Canada.com – Alan Ferguson, The Province
For some people, dressing up is a bit of a lark. You couldn’t turn on the TV last week without seeing some gaudily-costumed clown hamming it up in Winnipeg for Grey Cup week.
All quite harmless. Good for a laugh, really.
But what if it’s not a game? What if your fetish for wearing other peoples’ clothes is not just an unshakable habit but a compulsion ruling your life?
The predicament was brought to my attention after I wrote here recently about how New York City is accommodating the needs of its trans-gendered community.
I was taken to task for being flippant. One correspondent said it was “like laughing at a baby born with no arms.”
Ouch. Fortunately, the folks at Vancouver’s Cornbury Society offered to fill the gaps in my knowledge about the world of gender confusion.