I wrote the following song after this happened:

http://dykemarchtoronto.wordpress.com/2012/06/20/hole-y-army-joins-the-dyke-march-you-can-carry-a-hole/

https://gendertrender.wordpress.com/?s=dyke+march+2012

http://bugbrennan.com/2012/06/25/guess-which-sign-is-more-welcome-at-dyke-march-henceforth-to-be-known-as-transgenderqueer-slutwalk/

http://bugbrennan.com/2012/06/24/a-view-on-the-dyke-exclusionary-dyke-march/

We are not holes

We are whole women

And you are out of luck

Cos we’re clever, complicated

More than just a hole to fuck

We’re strong and we are serious

Sisters one and all

And you can’t pass

By chopping of your dick and balls

No matter how you say that

You are one of us

And that we should just accept it

And not make any fuss

We can see and we can smell

That we’re really not the same and

That putting on a dress

Makes you a pantomime dame

And we’re not holes.

We’re whole women

And you are out of luck

Cos we’re clever, complicated

More than just a hole to fuck

We’re strong and we are serious

Sisters one and all

And you can’t pass

By chopping of your dick and balls