When wandering around New Zealand these days, keep your eyes peeled for these little beauties.
TERF Club calling cards are starting to be seen in places where people go and sit and talk and browse and shop and attend to ‘certain requirements’ in certain private places. And they’re starting to create a bit of a stir. The sight of just one card can either bring on a tizz on Twitter, or a fast “I want some of those!” order to Speak Up for Women.
And the stir is gradually stirring in places away from these shores, too. Naturally, the stirrers are delighted – the ‘stirrees’ not so much. Well, quite a lot not so much, actually, seeing as stoicism and restraint are not really their style. I mean, who hasn’t seen the behaviour of protestors in recent videos of Standing for Women’s Kellie-Jay Keen’s tour of America.
Boy – what devolution into drop-kick dramatics we’ve seen from those protesting against her there. And I thought the UK Black Pampers were bad enough. It brings to mind an expression I used to hear occasionally from a bloke I worked with in pre-politically correct times - “all over the place, like a madwoman’s sh*t”.
Anyway, back to TERF Club, and how it started. A few years ago, one of the women in SUFW’s current team tweeted an off-the-cuff ‘terf club’ comment from her personal Twitter account, before any now in the team even knew each other. However, it lodged in the memory banks of one who read it back then, and it gave her a good idea not so long ago. The others in the team were quick to grasp the potential, and TERF Club was born.
But the words ‘TERF Club’ are not all the card has to offer. Is there ever anyone who doesn’t turn a card over to check out the back of it?
There, both the eager and unwary will be taken on a trip to SUFW’s website, where they will be greeted with news of the upcoming Dr Michael Biggs live webinar.
“Oh, my eyes!” they will cry, as they either faint from the terrible vision of someone not following the prescribed trans narrative, and speaking about it, or get wide-eyed with excitement and anticipation.
And all from one wee card reclaiming the word ‘TERF’.
Looks like one well-dealt death blow for the old slur. Boom!
It was very gracious of Alice Soper to publicise Terf Club for us!