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Is this blog 100% dead or do you post randomly?
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Bro shut the fuck up
First off, not your bro, second off, make me. Bitch.
transphobic ad on youtube
So a friend of mine just experienced a really shitty transphobic ad on youtube where a woman is talking about a transwoman being allowed in a women’s fighting tournament, complete with constantly referring to said transwoman as a man. The issue was this woman hit another woman too hard and sent her to the hospital, and that’s the argument used in this to speak out against transwomen.
There’s even this shitty comment about how ‘back then’ a man would be put in jail for punching a woman, but now “he” can get paid for it.
This ‘ad’ is nothing but transphobic propaganda, it shouldn’t even BE an ad, but there it is anyway. I don’t know what can be done about it, but I hope word can spread about this so enough people can get youtube to remove it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yAAlFya89aw
here’s the video of the ad, this isn’t just a video on youtube, it’s made itself an advertisement on youtube so it will play on other videos.
This toxic, gross, bullshit.
So yes PLEASE spread the word about it because this really should not be allowed to be an ad and something NEEDS to be done about it.
Its not really transphobic though. Biologically speaking, they are men, even after transitioning, they still have the XY chromosomes. Males are, in general, bulkier, larger, and stronger than women are and thus should compete in mens sports, not womens. For the safety of those involved, for the same reason we have gendered sports in the first place, because even the top woman in boxing comes nowhere near the top men. It not transphobic to point out that by letting trans people compete in a sport that doesn’t match their biological sex gives them unfair advantages/disadvantages (depending on which gender they were born as)
“it’s not really transphobic”
If it wasn’t, it wouldn’t be misgendering the transwoman the ENTIRE time. It doesn’t matter if she was biologically a man, she should still be referred to with female pronouns.
Also: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intergender_wrestling
Mixed wrestling and mixed boxing are both things, by the way.
A woman can be just as capable as kicking a man’s ass as vise-versa.
It’s NOT a matter of gender, it’s a matter of strength and skill and if they REALLY want to balance things out they can give limits and boundaries, basing peoples’ fighting skill not on gender but on their ability.
Just a personal view on that whole mess (One I’ve held since I first heard about it a few months ago) I do think it is a bit unfair, as she still has unusually high levels of testosterone in her system still, giving her a biological advantage in that instance. I’d like to see a new class altogether for trans-women and trans-men to fight in, as I think it would be a bit more fair to all sides.
Not to say they couldn’t cross over to the Men/Women fights, I just don’t think that anyone who is on hormone treatments should be allowed to compete until their hormones are stabilized.
I do agree it is a matter of strength and skill, but I would like to point out that men have a biological advantage when it comes to upper body strength. Biology plays more of a role in it than anyone truly gives it credit for.
Also, I take exception to the term “Transphobic”, as Phobic implies that there is a fear, and that it is irrational. There was no fear, nor is it truly irrational. A bit shitty, sure, but not fearful or completely irrational.
Referring to someone by their preferred pronoun is perfectly fine, but I reject the notion that I should be forced to do so. I would rather be asked by the person, than compelled by a mob.
(In before anyone starts a dramatic mess: I came to terms with my dysphoria a few years back, I do actually know how it feels to feel like a round peg in a square hole, almost like missing parts of yourself. I applaud those willing to make the full transition, though, good on you people.)
Police confiscated vinegar used to neutralize pepper spray and claimed it was a chemical used against them, they faked an injury (that is obviously paint, and the officer would have been in riot gear, not a uniform) Released personal info on the people arrested, arrested journalists and legal observers, and broke a restaurant window and blamed protesters…
im screaming blood turns brown when it dries
If cops are gonna be lying little bitches they at least gotta try harder lmfao
IT LITERALLY SAID UNKNOWN SUBSTANCES YOU UTTER MORONS.. I happened to have been there for some of those injuries, and I can assure you they were quite real. Bricks are heavy and hurt quite a lot. Be thankful these dumb screaming fucksticks didn’t try that shit with the Guard.
Lovely.
What a punch
This is assault and illegal. He may spew nothing but bile but his right to free speech must be protected
Ain’t nobody throwing him in prison, so his freedom of speech isn’t being violated.
Also, learn what speech is exempt from it, like, for instance, fighting words. Words that by their very utterance inflict injury, and speech that incites an immediate breach of the peace, kind of like, yknow, saying you want to exterminate all of their kind of people. Basically, talk shit get hit is 100% protected.
I swear people that yell about Freeze Peach have no idea what it means. If you provoke someone and then they act on that provication, then it’s on you, not them.
And what counted as provocation in this situation?
Him sitting on the transit wearing something you don’t agree with?
His Political leaning?
Well if you say hate speech warrants being assaulted and isn’t covered by Free Speech then you’d be wrong.
The Supreme Court already unanimously reaffirmed that there is no ‘hate speech’ exception to the First Amendment.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/volokh-conspiracy/wp/2017/06/19/supreme-court-unanimously-reaffirms-there-is-no-hate-speech-exception-to-the-first-amendment/
Now with that out of the way I do hope you accept these thugs getting charged, possibly sued and jailed for assaulting someone, because yes assaulting someone over speech is still stifling his right to said speech and therefore illegal.
You do realize you can clearly see him being confrontational until the other person steps up and then he puts his hand up like he wants things to calm down because he realized he fucked up. They always do that. They provoke people until someone finally fights back and then cry about it.
Oh yes, being backed into a corner by two thugs would make anyone rage with testosterone, fuck off with your protection of criminals.
Lmfao what corner????
Are you all glossing over the fact that this assault is just that. AN ASSAULT. He (The man with the armband) did not get violent, confrontational, maybe, but not violent. That is NOT grounds to hit him. All you people glorifying this are disgusting human filth, with no decency, or any self awareness. You want political violence between the left and right? Because that is how 1934 happened. Learn your history, lest you be doomed to repeat it.
ur a brony so if u think people are gonna read any of ur shit girl ur delusional
uwotm8
What if they’re an asshole?
Hmmmm...
Probably gonna start an alt....
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The feels OVER FLOW!
I don’t about how anyone else feels, but I felt like drawing my own. I feel like this more often than I want to, and I’m currently on the brink of just giving up altogether… it hurts like hell feeling left out of things or not being included, or just the feeling of being forgotten or ignored in general… I really want to just throw in the towel and abandon all ties to some people so I never have to feel this way… but I still have a small spark of hope somewhere that won’t let me quit no matter how much I’d really like to… so… I guess I’ll just wait and see…
im not gonna exaggerate anything, this is EXACTLY how my life has gone. my chest feels like an empty hole, and iv tried so hard to find friends and people who can fill it. but every single time the hole is almost filled. its ripped away, every, single, time. i sometimes lay awake at night crying, wondering when i will find someone who can help.
whast up
Not a whole lot >.<
Chapter 1
"P-Please don't...P-Please, Ame...P-Please misstr-" SNAP The small equine squeals in anguish, cutting off his pleas for mercy, as a large hoof comes down hard on his flight arm. His right wing jerks reflexively, further compounding the break as he screams and sobs uncontrollably. The grey stallion curls into a ball, trying to shield as much of his body as possible from the angry hooves of the larger pony towering over him. "P-please M-Mistress...s-stop...I..I learned my lesson, p-pleas...."The smaller pony whines and chokes back a sob as she "You are a worthless pile of shit, you know that? you do nothing but beg and scrape, and its SOOOOOOOO annoying! Why can't you just behave and do as I say?! Why myst you be at my hooves everywhere I go, Hmmm?.....I ASKED YOU A QUESTION BITCH, THAT REQUIRES A FUCKING ANSWER!" Her hoof comes down again clouting the smaller stallion behind the ear, stunning him into silence. He whines quietly he lifts his head to look up at his assailant, a pleading look in his dull grey eyes, one nearly swollen shut. "A-Amethyst....." "I TOLD YOU NEVER TO CALL ME BY NAME YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Her hoof leaps from the ground, straight into the muzzle of the smaller pony again, a wet crunch emanating from the contact. Blood seeps from the grey pony's freshly broken nose, his eyes filling with tears as he chokes back a sob. "P-please...st-stop...." The larger mare growls as she lowers herself to her knees, laying beside the smaller pony. Her features soften as she looks into his eyes, crooning almost motherly down to him. "Oh Daemon...you were fun for a time..." Her hoof comes up to gently wipe a tear from his bruised cheek. "But...Its time to move on.....What will people think if they found out that the world's newest fasionista, with talent to rival that of the great Rarity.....Kept such a worthless tool in her home....much less what the media would do with it....it would ruin my life! you must understand...its in both of our best interests...." Daemon whines as he registers exactly what she was holding above him, trembling as he tried to move away from the ornate blade. The grey pegasus starts to hyperventilate as he crawls back weakly, his head bumping the rough stone wall of the small Canterlot alleyway, his thoughts whirling as he attempted to comprehend his situation. "I'm going to die here...She's going to kill me...The mare I love...loved is-" The knife darts towards the cornered pony, spearing itself into his neck as he whimpers weakly. The thick black leather collar falls to the ground as the razor-like edge of the knife presses to the throat of the broken pony. Amethyst steps forward, pressing her lips to Daemon's ear, pushing his short styled mane aside and growling softly as she grinds her hoof into the cobblestones under them. "I Never...Ever...Loved you... Nor did I care whether or not you were starving when I found you... you amused me...and that is the only reason I even allowed your filthy hooves into my home, insect...now leave....before I do more to your pretty little neck than remove my collar from it...." Without waiting for a response, the lavender mare pirouetted on her rear hooves, snorting disdainfully as she glares over her shoulder at the mangled body she had left. Amethyst calmly trotted back to the steps of her ornate home, slamming the door behind her and sliding the bolt home with a metallic click. Dameon looks up at the moon, his dull grey eyes slowly losing focus as a single word slips from his lips as darkness took him: "Why...?" =============================================================== The first thing the small stallion felt was pain. Not the intense throbbing pain that incapacitated you...at first. It started as a dull throbbing over most of his body, starting with his head. Daemon opened his eyes and immediately wished he hadn't as the sun glared down at him angrily through the window. The small grey pony whined loudly and shut his eyes again, blocking out the incessant light as he tried to doze back off. His sore wing lay stretched out beside him, and under closer inspection as his eyes adjusted to the room, he found the mangled limb immobilized in a cloth splint. A low voice broke through his musings, making him jump as he turned to find a enormous pony towering over him. "I take it you're awake now?" Daemon squeaked and pulled his hooves up as if to shield himself from the large charcoal colored figure. "You're tall..." The small stallion croaked, coughing and gasping in pain as his bruised ribs protest. The larger pony tilted his head, a bemused glint in his eyes as he kneels, getting down to get a better look at the small pony. He gently lifts the wing, inspecting it as Daemon hissed and whimpered loudly in pain. The stallion grunted and frowned thoughtfully. Two large protrusions on his back glitter as the sunlight hits them, the blue glow coming from the crystalline spires marking the stallion as something otherworldly. Daemon squeaked as he rolled to his hooves, gingerly holding his broken wing up as he started to hobble towards a nearby door. He hastily starts thinking up an excuse to escape the custody of the alien-yet obviously benign- being, adrenaline coursing through his small frame. "T-thank you...b-but I really m-must be going...M-My mistress will be angry with me as it is for being out all night...." "You've been here for six days...and I doubt she'll be too pleased to see you..." The larger stallion touched his massive hoof to Daemon's neck. the touch startled him, before the realization hit him that his collar was gone. Memories washed over him, driving him to his knees as he chokes back a sob. Her hoof around his neck, dragging him outside and casting him to the street, before pouncing on him and slamming her shod hooves into his side and face, anything she could reach...Her malicious smile as her hoof came down on his wing...the knife as it slit the leather, marking him as her property...her final words to him before turning her back on him, leaving him for dead in the alleyway before the glowing moon mercifuly stole away the rest of his memory of the incident "I...I...I..." The small broken pony threw his hooves around the kneeling stallion's neck, hugging him tightly as he buried his head in the crook of his neck, sobbing uncontrollably as he shakes and trembles. The black pony recoils momentarily from the touch before looking down at the broken pony clinging to him. He swallows and gently lifts a hoof to stroke his back, avoiding his injured wing with his large hooves as he tries to comfort the small equine. "Shhhhh...it'll be okay, little one... Sleep...I will watch over you..." "P-promise?"Daemon whimpered and looked up at him, stuttering between choked sobs. A smile tugged at the otherwise stoic stallion as he nodded and pressed his nose to the forehead of the small pony. "I...I promise..." Darkness took Daemon once again, and he knew no more. ========================================
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