procrastinating the revolution

hannah ~ fat lil queer jew(ish) punk ~ probably too old for tumblr ~ books, girls, yiddishkeit, anarchafeminism, theatre especially shakespeare & marlowe, complicated agnostic wonderings, antifa, palestine solidarity, ukuleles, superheroes "crime is naught but misdirected energy" - emma goldman "all the best plans start with 'so we'll all dress up like chassids, and get a big fucking van'" - anon

[robbstark-archive-deactivated20]

just once i wanna put the blade of my sword under a pretty boy’s chin and tilt their head up so i can see both fear and arousal in their eyes is that too much to ask

[muck-raker-deactivated20181222]

“I VIOLATE ARTICLE 27, SEC. 553-4 OF THE MARYLAND ANNOTATED CODE SAFELY, OFTEN, AND EXTREMELY WELL,” Second National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights, Washington, D.C., October 11, 1987. Photo © Exakta.

Sections 553 and 554 of Article 27 of the Maryland Code prohibited sodomy (punishable with a sentence of “not less than one year nor more than ten years”), oral sex, and “any other unnatural or perverted sexual practice with any other person.”

via @lgbt_history

[theonion]

WASHINGTON—After spending the better part of Monday afternoon watching live television coverage of the demonstrations in the hotly contested Gaza Strip, Donald Trump declared himself “absolutely fascinated” by the Israeli cultural tradition of slaughtering protestors. “It’s very beautiful, such a beautiful custom,” said Trump of the cherished Israeli pastime of mowing down unarmed Palestinians with rifle fire. “They’ve been doing this for years, but this is the first time I got a chance to watch the whole ritual. It’s really something, very powerful. Other countries use just tear gas, but here, they outright murder people for throwing glass bottles. I can really see something like this catching on in the United States.” Trump added he was “particularly moved” by the portion of the festivities that celebrated a 13-year-old Palestinian boy becoming a dead man.

[kayeblegvad]

Mansplaining, for the NYT today. Shhhhhhh.

[radicalduck]

there’s no words but you know exactly whats goin on

[asmenukearchive-blog]

the article includes the term “manologue” which i think is one of the best terms invented this decade

[butchflirt]

alright but this is really exploitable

[tranarchist]

[analsexist]

someone edit a CVS receipt in there asking for a friend

[directed-energy]

put the democracy speech from Angels in America in there

[sashayed]

Writ on the Eve of My 32nd Birthday

I am 32 years old and finally I look my age, if not more. Is it a good face what’s no more a boy’s face?   It seems fatter. And my hair, it’s stopped being curly. Is my nose big?   The lips are the same. And the eyes, ah the eyes get better all the time.   32 and no wife, no baby; no baby hurts,           but there’s lots of time. I don’t act silly any more. And because of it I have to hear from so-called friends:   “You’ve changed. You used to be so crazy so great.”   They are not comfortable with me when I’m serious.   Let them go to the Radio City Music Hall.   32; saw all of Europe, met millions of people;         was great for some, terrible for others.   I remember my 31st year when I cried: “To think I may have to go another 31 years!”   I don’t feel that way this birthday. I feel I want to be wise with white hair in a tall library           in a deep chair by a fireplace. Another year in which I stole nothing.   8 years now and haven’t stole a thing!   I stopped stealing! But I still lie at times, and still am shameless yet ashamed when it comes           to asking for money. 32 years old and four hard real funny sad bad wonderful           books of poetry —the world owes me a million dollars. I think I had a pretty weird 32 years.   And it weren’t up to me, none of it.   No choice of two roads; if there were,         I don’t doubt I’d have chosen both.   I like to think chance had it I play the bell. The clue, perhaps, is in my unabashed declaration:   “I’m good example there’s such a thing as called soul.”   I love poetry because it makes me love         and presents me life. And of all the fires that die in me, there’s one burns like the sun; it might not make day my personal life,           my association with people,         or my behavior toward society,   but it does tell me my soul has a shadow.

Gregory Corso, from Long Live Man, 1962

[itschinyere-deactivated20200201]

LISTEN UP!!!!

[invadertoph]

This kinda seems like the perfect date for me though? Like something to drink, Uno, and Bob’s Burgers? But I don’t like people so made it’s just me.

[soggywarmpockets]

You all really need to get rid of this notion that your partner has to take you somewhere or spend money on you to show their affection. Fast food, lowkey chill time, and staying in are all fine, and sometimes that is all you can do. Spending time together is the point. Not everything needs to be a spectacle to impress your Facebook friends or Instagram followers.

[itschinyere-deactivated20200201]

Imagine buying 2 mcchickens & sitting on the couch & calling it a date. Yea ya’ll are spending time together cool. But these are not “dates”

[soggywarmpockets]

Imagine dismissing quality time with the person you care about as not good enough because they didn’t spend a ton of money on you and you only gauge their affection by how much they’re willing to shell out on your ass.

[asking-ask-deactivated20171227]

What the actual fuck is wrong with you people

[ladyshinga]

poor people apparently can’t date, they only vaguely circle each other in misery before mating for life if they can afford a “real marriage”

[anecdotescannotsay-deactivated2]

Nights in are just as relationship-fostering as nights out. Sometimes they’re more so because, hey, you’re not in public, so you can get as rambunctious and affectionate as you damn well please. I love going to restaurants and the theater and such as much as the next person when I save up for it, but like hell I’m gonna devalue a night in of doing whatever I want with my significant other.

[betterbemeta]

This post is like… a weird expression of the unhealthy culture and authenticity problems ‘romance’ (vs. like. just feeling romantic attraction or something) has. A lot of the rituals including the concept of ‘a real date’ have a lot to do with socioeconomic status, high visibility, and even race. A lot of it is set up to use coupling, eventual marriage, as the main way to replicate and pass down units of wealth in our society. And you just have to look at people who have less access to wealth (lgbt+ people, disabled people, people of color, poorer people) to see who in turn has less access to rituals of ‘romance’ and by extension whose expressions of intimacy and relationship-building are considered trashy or insufficient.

at length, what I’m saying is “a real date” is a concept mostly set up to narrow down that white, straight, middle class people get to experience romantic ideals for essentially the socioeconomic status quo. Go eat chicken nuggets with your partner in bed. It’s counterculture.

[fattyatomicmutant-deactivated20]

I can’t go on a visible date. People will kill me if I am not visibly passable and I can get arrested in North Carolina for using the bathroom of my birth certificate.

[featherinmycapandcheese]

reblog if you’d rather have mcdonalds and running water than a single night at the ritz

[directed-energy]

one of my best ever dates involved cycling to a supermarket in the middle of the night, climbing over the fence round the back of the shop and eating raspberries out of the bin with our bare hands

[vanessacarlysle]

The Red Shoes (1948)

[chrisdornerfanclub]

Hi readers, writers, and fellow leftists - My birthday is coming up in two weeks and I wanted to share my birthday wish with you all. I would like to have a small get together with my friends and for once not be forced to choose between buying the cake I want, feeding my loved ones, and paying rent. I want you to be there too, even if you’re reading this from far away, and welcome your presence in my life.

I know that many people want to attend but cannot because of distance, work, or other obstacles. You can always donate to my cash app at https://cash.me/$PhoenixSinger.

Thank you so much for helping me make the the first quarter century of my life great. I hope to be here for at least a few more of them and keep writing things for you on and offline.

[argumate]

why would you ask us, a Thomas the Tank Engine autofellatio blog, this

[jinkxsy]

Bianca Del Rio dressed as a devil at the 2009 Mardi Gras celebration in New Orleans with religious protestors

[antifascistaction]

https://www.vice.com/en_uk/article/vbx3j3/as-a-jewdas-member-thank-you-guido-fawkes

[lesbianplebeian-blog]

ah yes, the four main food groups: chinese takeaway, coffee, carbohydrates, and pussy

[kuttithevangu]

Raya said any time Leonard Cohen sings about HaShem it conjures an image of tfillin as BDSM restraints and like

[cocainesocialist]

theresa may out here delivering vote winning labour election slogans 👌

[bearlyholdingittogether]

Rose McGowan, who attacked the gay movement for “fighting for the right to stand on top of a float wearing an orange speedo and take molly”, is seeking to have a cocaine possession charge dismissed.

[directed-energy]

problematic fave

[butchscientist]

i just want to say that dental dam is a fucking awful term. who the fuck wants to go down on someone and think “this is like being a pussy dentist”. in iceland we call them töfrateppi which means magic carpet and is so much better. thanks for coming to my ted talk

[asofteravenger]

with awesome bodies we had no idea how to use.