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This is primarily a self-education blog, to examine my privilege in the world as a white, thin, able-ish, approved minority (Jew). I do not practice Judaism but I am a Jew. Asexual, agender, atheist. Bi-polar, PTSD, abuse and rape victim/survivor. Aspiring race traitor. I live in michigan with my cis-dude husband.

[stephenhawqueen]

the US is unreal like girls cant wear shorts to school, you can literally lose your job for being gay, and unarmed black children are brutally murdered on the regular but old white ppl r still like “what a beautiful country. i can freely carry a gun for no reason and some of our mountains look like presidents. god bless”

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THIS IS LITERALLY IT. THIS IS WHAT ITS LIKE

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That is a nice metaphor with the trucks. I will propagate it. :)

thank you! sorry i’m terrible at tumblr and only check it once a month apparently!

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Is your tumblr named bunnycopter to evoke a bunny that's using its ears as rotors to achieve flight?

yep that’s pretty much it!

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i’m pretty damn sure of my gender these days. being openly agender is pretty alright most of the time. i’m slowly accumulating a wardrobe that feels right. my gender expression is mostly “sentient pile of laundry”

HOWEVER

memo to 10th grade boyfriend: that time that your mom gave me a mary kay makeover and i was so excited to show you because i was horribly bullied for my appearance and i had really bad self esteem and you looked at me with my brand new face full of mary kay products and you said “what happened?”

THAT DID NOT HELP

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I’m a 20 year old bedbound woman with a spinal injury, about to be evicted from my subsidised apartment for being disabled. I’m urgently seeking help to fund temporary private rental, and medical assessments necessary for a government housing application

I am completely unable to sit/walk. If I become homeless, my life will be in danger, due to physical vulnerability, and inability to request food without a charged mobile.

Links:

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Edit: Even very small amounts help. 50 cents from each person who reblogs this would accumulate to hundreds of dollars over time.

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donated + boosting. I hope you get the help you need and deserve.

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Help Me Pay for Endometrial Ablation

Hi! My name is Evan. I am an almost-30-year-old genderqueer with a devastating chronic illness. I have Stage IV Endometriosis and I need your help. I am scheduled to have an endometrial ablation on March 20th, and I desperately need donations so I can have this procedure. This procedure is necessary for both my physical and mental health. It will help me with my debilitating chronic pain and allow me to continue to live my life.

I owe $2500 up front at the time of my procedure. This is $2500 that I do not have. The procedure will cost approximately $3400, with an additional ~$250 for anesthesia. I will also miss up to two weeks of work, which will cause additional financial hardship—I need to be able to pay my bills, eat, and take care of my three dogs.

Anything you can donate would be a huge help. Even just reblogging this, sharing it on Twitter or Facebook, or telling your friends about it will help so much. I am in desperate need of support. Please help me.

Click here to donate

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http://smk-repository.blogspot.com/2015/02/announcement.html

It's a couple days old now, but here is my coming out "press release"

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this is it, this is my big day. well technically, tomorrow is my big day. i wanted to release my "press statement" today but I have to work and stuff and scheduling and etc. so.

i will try to post something here at 9 am on 2/1 but you should probably follow me on twitter if you're already there. @SullieSeeburg

woo! exciting!

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fire trucks and ice cream trucks

All right, so imagine that when every baby is born, they’re given one of two vehicles - either an ice cream truck or a fire truck. this vehicle is more than just a job or a mode of transportation, it’s your whole identity. and there are only those two choices. everyone is either a fire truck or an ice cream truck.

there’s a lot of diversity within those two options. there are big, i mean REALLY BIG fire trucks, like the size of semis, and then there are smaller, more maneuverable ones, just municipal level SUVs. and there are really nice deluxe ice cream trucks and there are more modest ones that are basically minivans with a menu painted on the side. but again - you’re either an ice cream truck or a fire truck.

except, y know, this doesn’t work for everyone. there are people driving around in fire trucks who just know deep down they are supposed to be in an ice cream truck, and vice versa. there are people who get up every day and drive around in their ice cream trucks, getting sick to death of the ice cream truck song, wishing they could be tearing down a street to put out a fire or rescue a kitten stuck in a tree. and there are people in their fire trucks, gazing wistfully at the ice cream trucks, and the crowds of smiling people enjoying their ice cream.

so, it’s possible to switch vehicles. it takes a lot of time, and a lot of advanced mechanics, but it can be done. if you’re really persistent and patient, you can find a mechanic who will convert your fire truck into an ice cream truck, or vice versa. science, y’all. it’s amazing.

ok but then, there are some people like me. i’m in an ice cream truck, but i’m not that enthusiastic about doing ice cream truck stuff. at the same time, i know for sure i’m not supposed to be in a fire truck. nothing against fire trucks! some of my best friends are fire trucks. i just know that’s not me. and as you might have figured out, there are people in fire trucks who don’t want to be converted into an ice cream truck but they’re not really comfortable with where they are, either.

people deal with this in a variety of ways. some people cobble together a little bit of what they like from the truck they were assigned with the other model. so you get ice cream trucks with REALLY GODDAMN LOUD sirens instead of cute little jingly songs. and you have fire trucks that spray soft serve instead of water. it’s pretty rad. people are so creative and inventive.

me personally, i’m sticking with the ice cream truck i was given, i’m just stripping some of the paint off. i really don’t need the whole world knowing what’s on my menu. i’m sick of the jingly little song but i’m not wild about sirens either. i don’t know. sometimes i feel really boring and bland but then i remember that it’s taken me a really long time to figure all this out and you know what, i kind of like my weird blank slate truck. sure some people will always think i’m an ice cream truck but whatever. eventually they’ll learn.

here’s to everyone out there who’s figuring out what to do with the trucks they were assigned.

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I am so flattered and touched that so many people liked this explanation. I just printed out a few dozen copies for myself, and added a little clip art of an ice cream truck, to hand out to people when I publicly come out on January 31st.

Thank you all so much.

[rcmclachlan]

In Mississippi, 1/3 of all babies were born to teen moms, and in 2010 the state ranked second for teenage pregnancy rates (New Mexico was first). Not really shocking, considering Mississippi’s laws regarding sex education, which stress abstinence. Teachers are prohibited from “any demonstration of how condoms or other contraceptives are applied.”

However, the law doesn’t say you can’t teach students how to put on a sock, which is exactly what Sanford Johnson, the Deputy Director of Advocacy for Mississippi First, demonstrates in this brilliant video.

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I AM CRYING THIS IS AMAZING

[white-aster]

This is some of the most subversive sex ed I’ve ever seen.  A++

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This is simultaneously heartwarming and outrageous.

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"sock activity"

seriously though this is phenomenal.

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Turkish trans woman Eylül Cansın commits suicide

Another tragic loss to the transgender community. On 5 January 2015, she jumped off the Bosphorus Bridge shortly following a suicide note/video she posted on Facebook.

“I could not. I could not because people did not allow me. I could not work. I wanted to do something [worthwhile] but I could not. They interfered with me a lot. They victimized me a lot. I leave everyone to their own Allah.” - Eylül Cansın

Rest in power, Eylül.

sources: [ x ] [ x ] [ x ] [ x ] [ x ]

[mysmysmysmysmys]

Please, everyone, cry for Eylül as much as we did for Leelah. Do not ignore this. We are losing too many of our sisters to suicide because of transmisogyny.

Spread this like we did for Leelah. Make it clear to the world that the discrimination against transwomen and their suffering is not an anomaly—it is the result of a system that is killing women in our communities. Let’s protect all our sisters.

[ephemeralteaarchive]

Oh, say, can you see by the dawn’s early light

What so proudly we hailed, at the twilight’s last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight

O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?

And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there!

Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of free, and the home of the brave.

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fire trucks and ice cream trucks

All right, so imagine that when every baby is born, they're given one of two vehicles - either an ice cream truck or a fire truck. this vehicle is more than just a job or a mode of transportation, it's your whole identity. and there are only those two choices. everyone is either a fire truck or an ice cream truck.

there's a lot of diversity within those two options. there are big, i mean REALLY BIG fire trucks, like the size of semis, and then there are smaller, more maneuverable ones, just municipal level SUVs. and there are really nice deluxe ice cream trucks and there are more modest ones that are basically minivans with a menu painted on the side. but again - you're either an ice cream truck or a fire truck.

except, y know, this doesn't work for everyone. there are people driving around in fire trucks who just know deep down they are supposed to be in an ice cream truck, and vice versa. there are people who get up every day and drive around in their ice cream trucks, getting sick to death of the ice cream truck song, wishing they could be tearing down a street to put out a fire or rescue a kitten stuck in a tree. and there are people in their fire trucks, gazing wistfully at the ice cream trucks, and the crowds of smiling people enjoying their ice cream.

so, it's possible to switch vehicles. it takes a lot of time, and a lot of advanced mechanics, but it can be done. if you're really persistent and patient, you can find a mechanic who will convert your fire truck into an ice cream truck, or vice versa. science, y'all. it's amazing.

ok but then, there are some people like me. i'm in an ice cream truck, but i'm not that enthusiastic about doing ice cream truck stuff. at the same time, i know for sure i'm not supposed to be in a fire truck. nothing against fire trucks! some of my best friends are fire trucks. i just know that's not me. and as you might have figured out, there are people in fire trucks who don't want to be converted into an ice cream truck but they're not really comfortable with where they are, either.

people deal with this in a variety of ways. some people cobble together a little bit of what they like from the truck they were assigned with the other model. so you get ice cream trucks with REALLY GODDAMN LOUD sirens instead of cute little jingly songs. and you have fire trucks that spray soft serve instead of water. it's pretty rad. people are so creative and inventive.

me personally, i'm sticking with the ice cream truck i was given, i'm just stripping some of the paint off. i really don't need the whole world knowing what's on my menu. i'm sick of the jingly little song but i'm not wild about sirens either. i don't know. sometimes i feel really boring and bland but then i remember that it's taken me a really long time to figure all this out and you know what, i kind of like my weird blank slate truck. sure some people will always think i'm an ice cream truck but whatever. eventually they'll learn.

here's to everyone out there who's figuring out what to do with the trucks they were assigned.

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The best comedy about North Korea, far better than The Interview, was made six years ago.

It’s called The Red Chapel, and it’s a documentary about two Danish-Korean comedians (and their director/manager) who go to North Korea to perform for Kim Jong Il.  The idea they had was that they would do subversive comedy, they would come up with a sketch that looked like goofy slapstick but slyly mocked the North Korean government, and it would be a hilarious slap in the face to do it right in front of Kim Jong Il.  That big silly wouldn’t even know they were making fun of him!  Ha!

Over the course of their stay in North Korea, the idea falls apart.  It becomes clear during rehearsals that their government minders are very aware of anything that could be the slightest bit subversive (or even really funny), and if any of that makes it into the final performance, the consequences will be very bad.  Anything remotely satirical gets cut from the routine very early on.

Things go from demoralizing to horrific when the government minders take them on outings to see life in North Korea.  Of course everyone they see looks totally fine and claims everything is wonderful.  But one of the comedians has cerebral palsy, and he starts asking: why don’t I see any people like me?  We’ve been here for weeks, and seen thousands of people; how is it that not one of them is visibly disabled?

He doesn’t get an answer.  He breaks down emotionally and refuses to keep going along with the charade, but because his voice is hard for the North Korean minders to understand, the director “translates” his protests into praise for the regime.  He’s trying to protect his friend but it’s awful and cruel and gut-wrenchingly hard to watch the scenes where the comedian is screaming “that’s not what I said!” and the director is frantically whispering “just play along!” at him.

In the end, they go out in front of a heavily coached audience and do a completely harmless show with kazoos and spring snakes and silly costumes.  All hope for satire breaks down and they give exactly the show the government minders wanted, because it’s the only thing they can do.  Subversiveness wouldn’t be clever; it might be fatal.  Instead of getting away with something, they end up hating themselves and violating their own principles.  They came to mess around with a silly weird country that doesn’t know how ridiculous it is, and instead they found themselves surrounded by very serious and real and terrifying oppression.

The Red Chapel isn’t funny, and totally fails to satirize or expose or change anything, and that’s why it’s the only good comedy about North Korea.

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my partner says when things are better and we have actual money and a place to live that isn't a tiny bedroom in a disgusting house, that i can commission a quad suit so i can achieve my life long dream of being a moose. but i'm only 5'7 so when i bend over for the proper measurements, i'll end up being maybe 4 feet tall at the shoulders? so i will be a small moose. a mooselette. and this is my one big goal now.

i'm not even going to go to fur conventions, i'm just going to wander around, moose-ing it up at the grocery store and the mall. please don't shoot if you see a small-ish moose wandering around. it's probably me.

[meviemc]

Damn, This hit me hard. I can’t believe a parent could be so cruel to their own child.

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On january 31st, I will be coming out publicly, and finally integrating my identities. I have Legal Name, Sullie, and my Sex Work identity. They're all about to come together.

I'm ready to be visible.