Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
Hate when TRAs are like âradfems suck because they dehumanise women by defining them by their vaginasâ.
There is one criteria for being a woman, one box you have to check, and that is being biologically female. You can be literally anything else as long as you check that box, masculine or feminine, a Russian housewife or a Portuguese construction worker or British cottagecore lesbian or American cowherder.Â
That isâŚ. so much more liberating than thinking womanhood is femininity, or lipstick, or shaving your legs, or wearing skirts, or conforming to misogynistic ideals, or somehow âfeelingâ like a woman.Â
So yeah. Woman have vaginas. They are also everything and anything else.
That is.... so much more liberating than thinking womanhood is femininity, or lipstick, or shaving your legs, or wearing skirts, or conforming to misogynistic ideals, or somehow âfeelingâ like a woman.Â
Honestly, I wish I could agree with this, but just on a personal level, I canât.
I was well aware that, biologically, I was not male. I understand that my biology is specifically designed so that I can get impregnated, whether I wanted it or not, and potentially be forced to gestate and give birth to it.
I tried for so long not to transition because I figured I would justâŚsnap out of it. That I was too stupid, or neurodivergent/autistic, to know what was best for me. That Iâd somehow go back to being neutral or positive about being a woman.
There was nothing liberating about those years of forcing myself to be something I wasnât. Of trying to seek help from radfems and being bullied, shunted aside, mocked, talked down to, and given useless (and sometimes downright dangerous) mental health and medical advice. Of feeling utterly trapped and helpless.
What is liberating about that?
What is liberating about telling yourself over and over and over again that you are something you know in your gut is wrong, that your body is designed for a function that you fundamentally know it should not be able to do, and that you can never change that?
Do you want to know what liberated me?
Accepting that I was transgender - that I am not cis, and that thatâs okay. Starting hormone therapy that put a stop to self-destructive behaviors that have plagued me my whole life.
I am happy that you find pride in your biology. I do. I wish I could have, some days, too.
But claiming across the board that biology that many of us with dysphoria find distressing âliberatingâ?
The eyes here really seal the deal, though the toothpick-arrow is also a nice touch.
Also reminds me of the story that was circulating around awhile ago, where the narrator had made some sort of jam-filled bread effigy of Jesus for Easter or somesuch.
T'was me with the Bread Jesus Story and the Bread Jesus Attempt One and Bread Jesus Attempt Two and I am SO GLAD THAT SOME OTHER PERSON IS MAKING TERRIBLE CARBY CATHOLIC EFFIGIES.
For those who don't know: Ikumi Nakamura is the woman who was senior artist on Bayonetta, and designed the titular character along with Hideki Kamiya. Their greatest moment of bonding was over their insistence that Bayonetta keep her glasses on at all times.
Nakamura cannot go to horny jail. She is the warden.
last night like 4am I still couldnât sleep so I wrote a song while tired as death. will probably take this down tomorrow when better judgement sets in.
Iâm losing itđ¤Żđ¤Ż The original A Burning Hill demo right here on tumblr. I feel like Iâm looking at a delicate ancient scroll with sacred information or an original painting by a renaissance artist that must be preserved for all that time.
Just saw someone say that "Marsha would be disappointed" by people wearing "overly sexual" outfits at pride.
Marsha P Johnson is not a prop to pull out whenever you want to make a point. She was a real person who didn't exist to justify whatever politics you're favouring at this moment. Her story and legacy deserve care and love; they aren't weapons to attack other community members.
Bad-faith discourse about queer media can best be summed up by Steven Universe airing the first-ever queer wedding in children's programming and everyone still calling it "bad representation" because they put the butch in a dress and the femme in a tux.
(Never mind that it was done so that censors couldn't rework the butch character into a man during localization, as had been happening to the character previously.)
a few of my (least) favorite bad-faith discourse hits about lesbians in media:
1) korra/asami is a bad ship because itâs replicating heterosexual dynamics, unlike korra/mako
2) ruby/sapphire wedding was bad representation because of the way the principals dressed
3) beau/yasha is a bad ship because itâs a âheterosexualâs idea of a lesbian relationship,â unlike the TRUE gold standard of lesbian representation: beau/jester