Explainer
What “gender-critical” politics gets wrong about feminism
A small but loud strand of politics now likes to call itself “gender-critical,” and to present itself as feminism’s only sober adult in the room. It claims to be defending women by drawing a hard line that pushes trans people — trans women above all — outside the category of “real” womanhood. This piece is not a shouting match. It is an attempt to set out, calmly, what that ideology actually argues, where it goes wrong about sex and gender, and why a much older feminist tradition reached the opposite conclusion: that trans liberation and women’s liberation are the same project, not rivals.
What the ideology claims
The label keeps changing — “radical feminist,” “gender-critical,” lately just “common sense” — but the core claims are fairly stable. The argument runs roughly like this: that sex is a fixed, binary biological fact; that “woman” is and must be a class defined strictly by that biology; that gender is only a system of oppression imposed on top of sex, never an identity anyone can authentically hold; and therefore that a trans woman is not a woman but a man laying claim to women’s spaces, resources and language. From there flow the familiar talking points — about bathrooms, prisons, sport, refuges, hospital wards — each framed as a zero-sum contest in which any gain for trans people is presented as a loss for cis women.
It is worth taking the stated motivation seriously, because most people drawn to it are not cartoon villains. They are often responding to real fears about male violence, and to a real history of women being told their boundaries do not matter. The problem is not the fear. The problem is that the ideology misdiagnoses where the threat comes from, and then aims its remedy at one of the most marginalised groups of women there is.
Why it misreads sex and gender
The intellectual move at the centre of all this is to treat “sex” as a single, clean, binary switch — and then to treat that switch as the whole truth of a person. Biology is messier than that, and biologists know it. Sex is a cluster of traits — chromosomes, hormones, gonads, anatomy, secondary characteristics — that usually line up but sometimes do not, which is why intersex people exist and have always existed. Even mainstream medical bodies describe sex as multi-dimensional rather than a tidy pair of boxes; the World Health Organization, for instance, treats sex and gender as distinct, overlapping concepts rather than a single fact you can read off a birth certificate.
Gender-critical politics performs a quiet sleight of hand here. It insists that sex is the only thing that is real, and that gender is pure ideology — then defines “woman” by gendered social experience whenever that is convenient, and by chromosomes whenever that is convenient instead. You cannot have it both ways. The lived category “woman” that feminism has always organised around — who gets paid less, who gets believed less, who carries the unpaid care — is a social and political reality, not a karyotype. And trans women live inside that reality, with the added weight of transphobia stacked on top.
“Woman” has never been a laboratory result. It is a lived, social, political category — and trans women live inside it, carrying transphobia on top of misogyny.
There is also a basic category error in treating “identity” as if it were a frivolous opinion. No one chooses, on a whim, to absorb the kind of hostility trans people face. Transition is not a costume; it is, for many, the difference between a liveable life and an unliveable one. Treating that as a debate to be won misunderstands what is on the table.
The long history of trans-inclusive feminism
One of the quieter dishonesties of “gender-critical” framing is the suggestion that feminism was always on its side until trans people arrived to spoil it. That is not the history. The exclusionary strand has been present for decades, but so has its opposition — and the opposition kept winning the argument inside the movement.
Trans women were part of the uprisings that modern Pride descends from; the people who pushed back at the Stonewall uprising and in the years around it included trans and gender-nonconforming people who were also poor, also queer, also fighting police violence. Across the second half of the twentieth century, many feminist organisers, writers and theorists came to argue that rigid sex roles were the enemy, and that policing the borders of “real” womanhood simply rebuilt the patriarchy’s own gatekeeping with a feminist label slapped on it. By the time the broad women’s movement matured, most of it had landed somewhere clear: solidarity is not rationed by anatomy.
That is the tradition Contagious Queer stands in, and it is the tradition behind our earlier note on the subject — protect all sisters, not just cis-ters. The phrase is glib on purpose, but the principle under it is serious: a feminism that throws trans women overboard to feel safer has not solved the problem of who counts as a person worth protecting. It has only moved the line.
The real-world harm
This is not an academic parlour game, because the ideology has consequences for living people. When public conversation reframes trans women as a threat to be managed, the cost is paid first by trans women — and disproportionately by trans women of colour, sex workers, and the young — through harassment, lost healthcare, and violence. Advocacy and monitoring organisations such as GLAAD have documented how hostile rhetoric travels downstream into real-world hostility; we are not going to invent a number here, but the direction of harm is not in serious doubt.
It also rebounds on the very women the ideology claims to defend. Once you build a society that polices womanhood at the door — demanding people prove they are “really” women — the people stopped and searched are rarely the ones drawing the line. They are butch lesbians, tall women, women with strong jaws or facial hair, women whose bodies do not perform femininity on cue. Border-guarding the category “woman” has never once made cis women safer; it just hands everyone a new way to be found insufficiently female.
And it consumes oxygen. Energy spent litigating whether trans people exist is energy not spent on the things that actually shorten women’s lives: domestic violence underfunded, abortion access stripped, care work unpaid, harassment unpunished. The wolf was never in the women’s changing room. It is, as it has always been, in the structures that profit from keeping all of us anxious and divided.
How solidarity actually works
Solidarity is not a vague good feeling; it is a practical commitment, and it is testable. It looks like refusing to platform claims that dehumanise people in your own coalition. It looks like noticing when a “concern” about safety is really a campaign to remove a group from public life, and declining to launder it. It looks like trusting trans people to describe their own lives — the same courtesy feminism has always demanded for women whose experiences were dismissed as hysteria or invention.
It also looks like keeping the analysis honest. The same systems that punish trans women for failing to be “proper” men, and then for daring to be women, are the systems that punish cis women for stepping out of line. Misogyny and transphobia are not competitors; they are siblings, raised in the same house. You do not weaken one by feeding the other.
If you have arrived here unsure, anxious, half-convinced by something you read elsewhere, that is allowed. Most of us were handed this binary fully formed and never asked to inspect it. The invitation is simply to inspect it — to ask who benefits when women are told their safety depends on excluding other women. Our trans coverage exists for exactly that: not to win a fight, but to make the lives in question legible, ordinary, and worth the same dignity as anyone else’s.
That is the whole of it. There is no version of feminism worth keeping that needs a smaller, meaner definition of “woman” to function. The good news, and it is genuinely good news, is that the bigger one has always been there.