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@dddemigirl
happy pride month to the fuck tree I guess
june 27, 2007
*insert the song Blow by Kesha here*
An old D&D character named Ginger, usually loud and bombatic except when confronted with certain situationsβ¦ wouldnβt hurt a flyβ¦ or in this case a mouse π
Its okay (I cried all night and all day bc of it)
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First one is some sort of Warriors blanket from Goodwill, second one was a store at the mall selling nothing but bootleg brainrot toys. See if you can name literally anything in the second image.
Even after 9 years this gameβs beauty still takes my breath away
ghost among the graves
I AM
micron pen on 7x10 mixed media pad
me and who
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some demigirl dividers pls?? ππ©Άπ©·π€π©·π©Ά
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My friend worked with the People With AIDS Coalition in 1990 and found this while cleaning out some old folders. I can't stop thinking about it.
"especially if they've made it to 40" fucking Christ.
Yeah. That. I spent my formative years in DC for Reagan's terms, and never thought I'd make it to *twenty* much less this far beyond. And when I realized I would be? I found myself suddenly without any real, actionable plan for the future.
The AIDS epidemic was monstrous. Not only for the lack of cure, but for the easy excuse it made for 'good people' to rid themselves of those disgusting gays.
The national willingness to discard an entire generation of (at first) gay men and then any queer persons has done immeasurable damage to every single one of us who survived it. The horror stories you might have seen in tabloids or online memorials only scratch the surface. We were unpersoned. We were named dangerous simply by our existence, and our presence was a herald for death and disease.
Our joy was not in spite of this. Our mad parties, the tendency to live in the moment, the stereotypical 'cattiness' and sex-crazed outlooks that media showers us with us even now, these were survival techniques. We dance because we lived another day. We craved physical contact from a world that feared us even in the same room, or touching the same door handle, or gods forbid us holding your hand.
And it's happening again.
If you notice your queer elders seem a little agitated beyond their usual baseline with what's happening with their trans peers this time around it's because we all recognize it from the 70s, 80s, 90s.
Name it a disease. Imply it's contagious, made-up for attention, or masking the 'real' problem (it's always pedophilia, always), often in the same breath. Consistency doesn't matter, only fear and hatred.
Say trans folks aren't worth the same considerations that good, upstanding people are. Deny them the medical care that, were they not trans, they would otherwise qualify for. Gender affirming care. Hormone treatments. Comprehensive therapy. Acceptance.
(Hell, even those lucky enough to escape obvious open discrimination find it on the back end, with medical care suddenly not being covered after being prescribed. Ask me how I know.)
And it's not just the right-wingers. Ask your Democratic or NP rep, if you have one, their thoughts on transgender rights. Listen close. See if they actually say anything of substance.
And then when trans people start dying off in droves, vanishing to forced detransitioning, assault, murder, or worse, well, that's just proof there's something wrong, isn't it? Not with the system. With us.
This is why we ask that the newer generations of queer folks learn the history. It's not *all* about Stonewall and Pride. It's about the lengths that those in charge will go to in order to ensure our deaths.
fucking hell I remember this exact piece.
(we disregarded a few; my uncle's Brooklyn memorial was in "idyllic" Prospect Park and it went well so nyehhhh. altho could have done without my father forgetting that my brother and I were also Bill's nephews while he mentioned that his sister's spoiled brat daughter was there amongst the "many nephews and nieces, one of whom is here". He didn't realize until he watched the videotape of it; "that's funny, I didn't count my own kids..." "yeah, we noticed." but how much can you really come down on a guy who's speaking at his identical twin brother's second memorial. One in Boston, one for the NYC crowd where he'd lived for a decade and some before he got sick in '86 and had to come live with us when he couldn't manage his own care anymore.)
maybe what's scariest is that I had to keep lists like these around for instructional and humor value because so many people died between 1986-1993 and beyond. I needed both.
august 18, 2007