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Let people grow.
When I was younger I was very right-wing. I meanâŚvery right-wing. I wonât go into detail, because Iâm very deeply ashamed of it, but whatever youâre imagining, itâs probably at least that bad. Iâve taken out a lot of pain on others; Iâve acted in ignorance and waved hate like a flag; Iâve said and did things that hurt a lot of people.
There are artefacts of my past selves online â some of which Iâve locked down and keep around to remind me of my past sins, some of which Iâve scrubbed out, some of which are out of my grasp. If I were ever to become famous, people could find shit on me that would turn your stomach.
But thatâs not me anymore. Iâve learned so much in the last ten years. Iâve become more open to seeing things through othersâ eyes, and reforged my anger to turn on those who harm others rather than on those who simply want to exist. Iâve learned patience and compassion. Iâve learned how to recognise my privileges and listen to othersâ perspectives. Iâve learned to stand up for others, how to hear, how to help, how to correct myself. And I learned some startling shit about myself along the way â with all due irony, some of the things I used to lash out at others for are intrinsic parts of myself.
You wouldnât know what I am now from what I was then. You wouldnât know what I was then from what I am now.
It distresses me deeply to think of someone dredging up my dark, awful past and treating me as though that furiously hateful person is still me. It distresses me to see others dredging up the past for anyone who has made efforts to become a better person, out of some sick obsession with proving theyâre âproblematic.â
Purity culture tells you that once someone says or does something, they can never go back on it. Thatâs a goddamn lie. While itâs true that some remain unrepentant and never change their ways and continue to harm others, itâs important to allow everyone the chance to learn from their mistakes. Saying something ignorant isnât murder. Please stop treating it that way. Let people grow.
Still call it out and question it âŚ.
Bruh. No. Listen. Call out what people do now, absolutely. If they havenât changed, call them out on their record. This post is explicitly not about people who HAVENâT changed. What this post IS saying is, if someone is making an effort to be a good person, donât go digging around in their past for evidence that they were once for what theyâre now against, or once against what theyâre now for, as âproofâ of what they âreally think,â because peopleâs opinions and beliefs can change.Â
The obsession with finding shit in someoneâs past and then claiming that a questionable or even sordid past negates all possibility of a good present needs to become extinct. Gold-star activism and purity culture are bullshit and we need to collectively reject the fuck out of them.
If someone has changed for the better, donât harass them about what they were like before they fuckinâ changed. Thatâs shitty and it needs to stop.
A demon possessed someone to try and ruin their life, but their life was already ruined. Now theyâre keeping the demon in their body so they have someone to talk to. After a few weeks the demon starts to be helpful and get this human a job.
Boy, I need this demonâŚ
IF YOU EVER NEED SOMETHING TO READ READ THIS
OK ARE YOU EVER IN NEED OF BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS BUT DONâT KNOW WHAT TO READ NEXT?
I present to you, straight from the internet, whichbook:
Hereâs how it works: You click the link, and choose four categories and the extent to which these categories matter:
Then click âgoâ and itâll come up with a number of books you might like.
DONâT LIKE THE CATEGORIES? NO PROBLEM - see this little thing:
THIS LITTLE THING WILL TAKE YOU TO THIS SLIGHTLY LARGER THING WHERE YOU CAN CHOOSE A BOOK BASED ON THE FOLLOWING:
YOU NOW HAVE NO EXCUSE TO NOT BE READING SOMETHING BECAUSE WHATEVER YOU WANT THIS SITE WILL COME UP WITH IT.
⌠Apart from bisexual retired alien dudes. No books on that. Yet.
You are beautiful person for sharing this with the world and I thank you.
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Polycystic ovary syndrome, which affects one in five women, seems to be caused by a hormonal imbalance. An IVF drug may fix this, and will be trialled soon
The most common cause of female infertility â polycystic ovary syndrome â may be caused by a hormonal imbalance before birth. The finding has led to a cure in mice, and a drug trial is set to begin in women later this year.
Polycystic ovary syndrome affects up to one in five women worldwide, three-quarters of whom struggle to fall pregnant. The condition is typically characterised by high levels of testosterone, ovarian cysts, irregular menstrual cycles, and problems regulating sugar, but the causes have long been a mystery. âItâs by far the most common hormonal condition affecting women of reproductive age but it hasnât received a lot of attention,â says Robert Norman at the University of Adelaide in Australia.
Continue Reading.
THIS IS UNUSUAL CONTENT FOR MY BLOG BUT
Y'ALL THIS IS HUGE
âBlack transgender people live in extreme poverty with 34% reporting a household income of $10,000 or less, over eight times the general population rate - National Black Justice Coalitionâ via Deviant Phoenix
Reblogging this again because this needs to change
The marginalization of LGBT people, especially ones of color, is a large attribute to sex work because they cannot get âreal jobsâ and donât want to starve. Remember both of these things.
Weâre literally doomed
Great, itâs even worse than I thought
- A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) -Â Jenniferâs Body (2009)
Iâm going to save up for a new motorcycle by running a scam where I bet straight dudes at bars twenty bucks that I can get a girlâs number in under five minutes and then politely walk up her and say, âI just bet that asshole twenty bucks that I could get your number. Iâll split it with you if you pretend to laugh like I just said a good pick up line and then write a fake number on my hand.â
Like, I never understood those kind of bets in those shitty teen movies. Everybody loves being part of a scheme, man. Use your head.
If anyone ever does this to me Iâll call them out on being a con artist.
Jokeâs on you, buddy. Thatâll only have consequences the first, what, couple dozen times? I can take a punch.
But then eventually, Iâll have money for the bike, and whenever I get called out, Iâll just speed off, and, sure, maybe I crash and die in a gutter and the police canât figure out why I have hundreds of fake phone numbers stuffed in my jacket and it launches a huge investigation that becomes sort of a local legend, but you know whose problem that is? Not fucking mine.
Because Iâm a slutty motorcycle ghost, and whoâs gonnaâ stop me then? The ghost cops? Nice try. Everybody knows cops canât become ghosts because they just go straight to hell. Itâs basic math.
Moral of the story, donât be a con artist or you will die in a horrible accident and become a lonely ghost.
First of all, donât you ever accuse me of having morals, narrative or otherwise, ever again.
And second, where did I say Iâd be lonely? Iâd a ghost on a motorcycle. You look me in the eyes and tell me you wouldnât bone Ghostrider. Look me in the goddamn eyes.
itâs literally considered inhumane to deny our worst criminals food and shelter but yâall wanna figure out if our homeless and impoverished population âdeservesâ it likeÂ
child molesters are gettinâ three hots and a cot on your tax dollars and thatâs fine but the starving single mother and her children down the street should just work harder bc god forbid your taxes go to them?
fuck yâall seriously
HERE YA GO
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What incels want is extremely limited and specific: they want unattractive, uncouth, and unpleasant misogynists to be able to have sex on demand with young, beautiful women. They believe that this is a natural right. It is men, not women, who have shaped the contours of the incel predicament. It is male power, not female power, that has chained all of human society to the idea that women are decorative sexual objects, and that male worth is measured by how good-looking a woman they acquire.
Jia Tolentino, âThe Rage of the Incelsâ (via newyorker)
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Itâs really depressing how Labor Day has gone from âgive laborers a day offâ to âgive white collar office workers and executives a day off but make retail laborers work so that executives can get a latte on their day offâ
Nobody is making anyone work. If you donât want to work on that day, donât.