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Welcome to sex and relationship advice by and for trans folks!
It is nearly impossible to find sex and relationship advice specifically by trans people for trans people. When trans folks are forced to rely on cis people for information about our bodies and relationships, we not only risk being misunderstood and misgendered, we risk being misinformed about our physical and emotional health and safety. This blog aims to change the landscape for sex and relationship advice for our community, by providing a space for trans people to ask questions without fear of being outed by a public columnist, having our problems blamed on our gender, or receiving advice that is steeped in binary thinking and heteronormativity.
Please share this blog widely, it’s SO important to get the word out there so our trans community knows where to turn when we have questions about sex and relationships. And if you are trans and have a question, feel free to ask!
Me: *opens a Google doc*
Me: *changes font to Times new Roman*
Me: *changes fonts size to 12*
Me: excellent. I have done my work. I deserve a break and a snack.
the Night Circus : Poppet and Widget by Sombrewood
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When you educate a woman, you educate a nation.
Wizard rock saved my life. The HPA has rebuilt it.
Last night during the HPA’s 10th birthday party, my friend and colleague Andrew Slack was reminiscing about the early days of the Harry Potter Alliance, and about my personal journey from scrappy wizard rocker to Executive Director of the HPA. He remembered the first time I acknowledged out loud that I might want to work for the HPA some day. It was 2008, and I had become somewhat fixated on how awesome our chapters program was shaping up to be under the leadership of Karen Bernstein. I connected the dots: the HPA was doing the same thing for activism-oriented Harry Potter fans that wizard rock was doing for musically-inclined Harry Potter fans. The central tenets of each community were essentially the same: inclusion, collaboration, friendship, positivity, and passion for story. I was in the beginning stages of pursuing my dream of being a touring musician, but looking well into the future, I couldn’t help but think that the skills I was cultivating as a wizard rocker would be transferable to a position with the HPA. But I can’t blame Andrew for his reaction at the time, which he summed up pretty well last night: “How could I hire this guy? We would never hire this guy.”
“This guy” was an immensely flawed human being, dealing with some raw wounds from multiple personal traumas. My brother’s death in 2005 and my best friend’s death in 2006 were life-altering events for me. In particular, they put my own mortality front and center in my consciousness, which in turn made me a much more anxious person but also a much more self-motivated person. I no longer felt any desire to fall in line with outside expectations for who I should be or what I should do with myself. I disengaged from my desk job and started focusing more on music. I lost interest in my “serious” band, The Jena Campaign, and poured my heart and energy into the music that made me happy – The Whomping Willows. Within a year of my best friend’s death, I had already quit my job to focus on touring full time. It all just snowballed from there and I never really stopped touring until the fall of 2012.
“This guy” was a walking contradiction: I was accomplishing amazing things, but I was a total wreck. I drank too much. I smoked too many cigarettes. I was carrying an unhealthy amount of weight and I developed high blood pressure. I couldn’t sleep at night. I was a community leader, but I’m guessing that community was silently concerned about my well-being. I was in no place to be considered for a position at the Harry Potter Alliance or any other organization.
While I was out touring for the next few years, I watched the HPA grow from a rag tag outfit to a world-renowned non-profit. I collaborated with our chapters program on a few fundraiser tours, the highlight of which was a two-week tour to raise money for disaster relief in Haiti after a series of devastating tropical storms. As a member of the HPA’s Board, I was aware that one of our future goals was to hire a Chapters Director to run the program. Some time in 2012, I once again acknowledged to Andrew that I’d like to work for the HPA some day. But something was different this time: between 2008 and 2012, I had grown substantially as a person and gained a strong skill set as a community organizer. I had stabilized my mental health, gotten married, adopted two cats, and also come to terms with the fact that I couldn’t make touring work forever. Apparently Andrew’s perspective had changed, as he responded to my latest statement of interest by saying that I’d probably be excellent for a Chapters Director job, should it ever materialize.
That stuck with me for the next year or so. As I wrapped up my touring career, I began positioning myself for a new path with a lot more intention. The challenge was to find something for which I could feel the same level of passion and enthusiasm as I’d felt for touring – something that would utilize my creativity, my desire to build strong communities, my love for story and culture, and my faith in young people to transform the world.
You might see where this is going.
I’m not a huge believer in fate, but I can’t help but marvel how the HPA’s creation of a Chapters Director position aligned with my own personal development – as a human being with a complex emotional life, as an influential voice in a dynamic subculture, and as a person capable of navigating the professional world and all its expectations and conventions. I was officially ready for this job about five years after Andrew thought to himself, “We would never hire this guy.”
During last night’s show, we reflected on how the HPA’s employees and volunteers spend countless hours working to impact the lives of others, but we rarely talk about how our work impacts us as individuals. In my case, my work with the HPA has been a form of recovery – from alcohol addiction, from panic disorder and generalized anxiety, and from deep depression and grieving after two tragic and unexpected losses. My co-workers have become a second family; the greater community has become a constant source of inspiration and pride.
Wizard rock saved my life. The HPA has rebuilt it.
My sense of gratitude toward the HPA runs so deep, and that’s why I feel no regrets about filling up my twitter feed with plugs for our tenth anniversary fundraiser. We’ve been operating on a shoestring budget so long, and yet we’ve accomplished such incredible things. We’ve put a dent in human trafficking by compelling Warner Bros. to make all their Harry Potter chocolate fair trade. We’ve raised over 250,000 books for schools and communities in need across the world. We’ve influenced public discourse on issues ranging from economic inequality to media reform. We’ve trained and empowered countless young people to be leaders in their own communities.
Our current fundraiser ends in less than one week. Now is the time to invest in our second decade. For every accomplishment we’re able to list off, we have a dozen new goals we want to achieve. The reality of a non-profit is that we have to rely on the kindness of others to help keep us going.
If you want to see us launch a major campaign to fight institutionalized bullying that impacts trans people, then donate today.
If you want to see us build a campaign to tackle climate change around the release of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them, donate today.
If you want us to continue working with organizations like Uplift to make fandom communities safer and more inclusive for women, people of color, and LGBTQIA+ communities, then donate today.
If you want us to continue expanding our chapters community into every corner of the globe so that local fan activists can organize their own community-focused campaigns, then donate today.
Thank you.
Matt
Sick new butterfly tat @ the butterfly place
Taylor literally said the words “I love and support you” and Nicki literally said “I love you just as much” - the problem isn’t that they hate each other or Nicki was calling Taylor out or that Taylor was trying to “””shade””” Nicki, it’s that Nicki was addressing an issue outside of Taylor’s feminist lane (primarily white, upper class feminism) and because Taylor’s lane is all she knows, she took the issue and dragged it INTO her lane. it was a fundamental misunderstanding.
If I Die In Police Custody…
In 2k15 America, Black people now have to proactively and publicly declare for the record that we, like anyone else, would neither lynch ourselves nor commit suicide while in police custody.
This is (apparently) necessary now because if we are caught being human and - even once - state that we were even momentarily sad or depressed, that single statement alone can and will be used against us by corporate media and the police to blame us for our own murders…at the hands of the police.
#SandraBland #SayHerName #BlackLivesMatter #JusticeForSandra
(to hear all of these Black women’s voices and to watch their full videos, please go to the tumblr or twitter of youth activist/organizer, millennialau. see full videos here)
the way she says it’s just the spoon is about the cutest thing ever
moms be like: “*airplane chooo noise*” it’s not the airplane. it’s just a spoooon.
Hole punch flip book.
Very satisfying
The Burning Times were not just a couple hundred witches burned by puritans in Salem.
Sorry, no. The witch hunts were a holocaust of women; a political move by the church, during the rise of Christianity and the fall of Rome, to discredit female healers and midwives who, up until then, had been respected, equal, and admired members of their community. Also, to change female sexuality from something that was celebrated amongst the old religions into a shameful sin and something that stands as an obstacle between men and holiness.
The next time someone tells you that gender roles and gendered value are ‘just how it is,’ remind them that the Catholic Church murdered nine million women across Europe and the states just because they were scared of women being respected.
Mozambique has decriminalised homosexuality. As a queer African this makes me extremely happy. I hope other African nations soon follow in their footsteps
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Whether you’re pro-vaccine, anti-vaccine, or fall somewhere in the middle, the questions you need to ask yourselves are as follows: Do you want to live in a world, where you cannot freely refuse a medical procedure that carries risk of injury or death?
I’m not questioning your comfort level with today’s vaccine schedule, because today’s vaccine schedule will change. New vaccines and additional doses are added all the time. Children today receive as many as 49 doses of 14 vaccines before they reach age six, which is roughly 12 times higher than the number of vaccines administered to children back in 1940.
With more than 220 new vaccines in the developmental pipeline for children and adults…and no end in sight..the question you must ask yourself is ARE YOU CERTAIN you will be 100% comfortable when 200 more vaccines are added to the mandated list in the future?
If you say that yes, you’re comfortable, then you’re either: a) not expecting to be a parent or grandparent, b) don’t think about it much because your kids are grown and out of the house, or c) lying to prove a point.
No critical thinker, no honest person, would ever sign off on the sight-unseen vaccine schedule of the future. And yet that’s what you’re doing when you condemn the people who are fighting for your right to refuse. YOU have the right to refuse, should you ever choose to use it, because the very “anti-vaccine” people you demonize have been fighting for us all.
Right now, the burden of “herd immunity” falls on small children, but that is changing. Vaccine manufacturers see an untapped market in adolescent and adult vaccine. They are coming for you next. What will you do if your state, your employer, or your insurance company forces you to get a vaccine that you simply don’t want. It hasn’t happened to you yet, but if the right to refuse is eroded, it will happen to you sooner than you might think. Who will you turn to? Your legislators who get campaign donations from pharmaceutical companies? The CDC that has former pharma executives sitting on the board? Who will you turn to if you ever want to say no?
What if it harms you, even kills you or your family member? There will be no recourse. No one to blame. You absorb all the medical bills. Deal with all the anger, all the guilt. Alone.
Once we enter the slippery slope of removing and individual’s right to refuse medical procedures that carry a risk of injury or death, once we remove an individual’s right to speak for him/herself and his/her children, we open ourselves up to an insidious new era, where other drugs and other procedures can be mandated.
I heard (on NPR, interestingly enough) that there are people who want to test for a gene marker that’s been found in mass shooters in the hopes that they can put the carriers of that gene on medications in early childhood. Sounds great, right? But many of us carry genes that will never be expressed. You could be a carrier of that gene. Or your child could be a carrier.
So if we follow the “for the greater good” mentality behind vaccines (or the Nazi’s “for the greater good” mentality behind eugenics - the breeding out illness. We are looking at forcing people who may never express a sociopathic gene to take antipsychotics, just in case. Because that’s what forced vaccination does. It asks children who may never come into contact with a particular virus to accept a vaccine, just in case. And that’s what eugenics was all about. It sterilizes people who can pass on a genetic disease - just in case.
Forced vaccination is a human rights violation. To support it when you know that the government’s own National Vaccine Injury Compensation Program (NVICP) has paid nearly $3b to damaged persons. The government’s Vaccine Adverse Events Reporting System (VAERS) lists people who have died as a result of vaccines. Vaccination is unethical at best, sociopathic at worst.
What can we do? 1. The ethical thing to do is to allow people their right to refuse. Let doctors and big pharma - who has marketing budgets larger than the GDP of some countries - to do a better job of convincing parents that vaccines are safe, protective and harmless. 2. Reverse the law that grants vaccine manufacturers total immunity from vaccine injury lawsuits. You can’t sue a vaccine manufacturer if your child is injured or killed by a vaccine, even in cases where a safer vaccine was available and not chosen.
Think about that. You can’t sue the manufacturer. What other product has legal and government protection? The complete immunity from liability does more to shake a parents’ confidence in vaccines than anything else. Be sure they know that with an adverse outcome from a vaccine, they are completely on their own.
Thanks for your time, and god bless
it is so upsetting listening to so many males talk about all of the times they have gone on road trips alone and slept in their cars alone or on the side of the road, or travelled overseas alone and slept on the floor of strangers homes or in parks or at hostels, and they appear to have such freedom in that they are able to be alone in ways that females, unfortunately, cannot. and there is an ignorance surrounding this in that these boys never seem to comprehend just how fortunate they are that strange people and unfamiliar places and the dark of night are not their enemies but rather exciting, promising things.
“Yes, my consuming desire is to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, barroom regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all this is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always supposedly in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yes, God, I want to talk to everybody as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath