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reading some stuff on the history of third-gender roles & its really wild reading people just straight up saying "yeah there's less assigned-female trans people than assigned-male trans people in this culture because people classed as women are more controlled and restricted from experimentation" and also "colonial reports literally did not give a fuck about people classed as women and/or thought gay sex and gender nonconformity were embarrassing and uncomfortable to talk about, especially when it was people they saw as women doing it"
example (from Sharyn Graham Davies's Gender Diversity in Indonesia: Sexuality, Islam and Queer Selves)
The array of restrictions and regulations exacted on women’s behaviour is a key reason why so few females identify as calalai [roughly, a female man], as Puang Sulai, an elderly Bugis man expressly notes: There are so few calalai because women are more nurtured (dipelihara). If a woman goes anywhere she must have a companion (pendamping). A woman’s behaviour is much more strictly controlled than men’s.
also on the Bugis society (from Michael G. Peletz's Gender Pluralism: Southeast Asia Since Early Modern Times)
It is well to bear in mind that Graham encountered only a half dozen or so calalai in the course of her two years of fieldwork—and clearly, she was looking for them—but over a hundred calabai [male women]. This is to say that male-bodied individuals involved in transgender practices and same-sex relations outnumber their female-bodied counterparts by about twenty to one. Non- or potential calalai’s perceptions of the real and imagined psychological stigma, social costs, and divine retribution involved in (or resulting from) adopting the role undoubtedly help explain why it is of such limited occurrence, especially in relation to its male-bodied (calabai) counterparts. [...] In Bugis society and in most other cases for which we have relevant information, males tend to enjoy more power and prestige than females (although considerations of social class and related variables may trump gender in any given context). They do, moreover, typically display their power and prestige in gendered arenas and in specifically sexual contexts, the latter being among the quintessential settings in which we see displays of power and prestige in any society. Displays of male power and prestige are frequently manifested not only in the socially recognized ability to transgress and transcend gender norms with relative impunity (albeit within limits), and to define the terms of and otherwise control female transgression and transcendence in these areas. A second, related set of dynamics has to do with the fact that female transgression is more often noticed, regulated, and disciplined (through gossip, ostracism, explicit censure, and, in some contexts, more focused, physical sanctions) because the relative status honor of families and more encompassing kin groups is often heavily dependent on or otherwise keyed to the perceived moral purity and overall comportment of sisters, daughters, and other female relatives, as is certainly true among the Bugis. These dynamic go a long way toward explaining why, in terms of gender and sexuality, male-bodied individuals are allowed more “play” than their female-bodied counterparts, and why, as a consequence, they are more likely to outnumber them in terms of involvement in transgender practices and same-sex relations. These dynamics also suggest that even when notions of same-sex desire as illness and sin apply equally to males and females, they are more likely to be mobilized against women than men and thus more likely to be internalized by them.
wow thats crazy its almost like that's what i've heard verbatim from various different transmasculine people from intensely patriarchal places where people classed as women experience a high degree of social control. i'll literally never forget that one post of mine where someone commented that the reason there's less overt explicit lesbophobia / anti-transmasculinity in a lot of places is because systemic misogyny already exists to exert control over those groups' gender performance and sexuality, whereas people who are classed as "male" who are gender-marginalized create the need for specific ways of attacking perceived-male gender-sexual deviance.
required disclaimer this is not to say that trans women have male privilege & everyone is required read the section on male privilege in Emi Koyama's Transfeminist Manifesto. this is a complicated issue that can be and has been weaponized to hurt trans people, but thats no excuse for silencing any discussion around it. & that discussion requires talking about how being raised and seen as a girl / "female" shapes the experience of many trans people in ways that require us to grapple with the lived complexity of gendering and male privilege under (various forms of) patriarchy. if we can talk about how some trans men can benefit from patriarchy & even become actively complicit in toxic masculinity and misogyny, then we can talk about how many trans men were actively kept from expressing their manhood because of misogyny.
#has anyone else noticed that when you try to talk about this people will start making posts like#'did you know that misogyny is actually bad when it happens to women? not just when it happens to men who couldn't transition???'#yeah dude that's a different conversation than the one we're having right now
i haven't seen that one yet. but i would love to remind everyone that never in the history of, at the very least, the modern Western feminist and queer rights movements, have trans men & trans men's victimization by patriarchy ever been centered, and certainly not over cis women's.
people are gonna keep showing their whole asses when it comes to their internalized anti-transmasculinity though! everytime someone writes a pseudointellectual thinkpiece on how ummm ackshually trans men talking being particularly vulnerable to sexual violence and reproductive injustice and that exclusion from those conversations is killing people is SUUUPER antifeminist. because whenever they talk about that it makes me feel weird and annoyed which means its those damned childish tboys fault for being MRA TERFs! #basicfeminism
you know, i don't remember
"RAMCOA & OEA isn't real; it's fake or exaggerated for attention online. We'd see a lot more cases if it was."
Except you do see us.
We're on the front page of your favorite porn site. We're the tweaking homeless person you pretend not to look at on the street. We're your favorite political talking point. We're the infant in the emergency room screaming from a pain they can't comprehend. We're the black lines in classified files you make jokes about. We're buried in the backyards of farmhouses that have long since returned to nature. We're the ones who sold you drugs in high school. We're the classmate you bullied for growling and barking like an animal. We're the product of a $200 billion industry. We're the blood on your favorite politician's hands. We're alive and dead and existing as fragmented states in between.
You just refuse to look too closely because it makes you uncomfortable.
Something that maybe some people with out a CDD might not get about get about them is truly how covert switches can be. And I don't just mean the switches themselves but afterwards, people often expect the new fronting alter to be confused and maybe you'll hear a "where am I?" or a " Who are you?" If it's a part you haven't met. But that'd of course be very obvious and quite often dangerous and the disorder is about protection.
I've switched out in a house I as an alter haven't been to before and while my emotional side is very disorientated and a little anxious logically I know where I am and that we have been here before even if it doesn't feel it. And I just have to roll with it, mask act as though nothing has happened. The confusion and fear is there but I can't show it.
PSA because I have gotten this more and more as service dog awareness has gotten more and more in the past couple years.
I find this mostly to be a problem in like queer disabled spaces. I run into the problem of people, wanting to respect my service dog so much that they don’t really respect me..(?) like they’re visibly like walking on eggshells whenever they’re near me. No one sits next to me or talks to me. I think in an attempt to not “offend me” by distracting my dog when they don’t even know me.
I don’t know if this will go for all handlers, but it goes for everyone I’ve talked to. You will be fine around a service dog handler if you were not purposely trying to distract it. If you’re doing something just cause like fidgeting or somethingand the dog gets distracted that’s on the handler and the dogs training. It’s not your fault, and stop apologizing for it. It gets quite annoying after a while.
TLDR a treat service dog handlers like people and like the dog isn’t there. 
A service dog may perform a variety of tasks and fall into multiple categories, these dogs would be called multi-purpose service dogs. This is not an extensive list of tasks and only mention a few ways service dogs can aid their handlers.
If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again
Isn’t it disgusting that 23 people just unfollowed me
Unfollow me too
this goes double if you call paedophilia a disability. unfollow me twice
and if you call pedophilia an “orientation” or in any way compare it to being LGBP+ you can unfollow, delete your blog, and set yourself on fire.
I just lost 50 followers.. bye
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GO ON AND S M A S H THAT UNFOLLOW BUTTON
BUHBYE U McNASTIES
I’ve seen this circulating forever and genuinely thought “no way do I have any of them following me” until this week when it turned out I had all these fuckin “MAP” (pedophile) followers sad to find out I’m an “anti” (normal person) Please leave and also please get guinea worm.
as someone who was sexually assulted as a child i dont support pedophilia and all of my followers that find ANY excuse to support it shall unfollow me RIGHT THIS INSTANT
This is always an instant REBLOG for me!
get that shit the fuck outta my blog
This is a good illustration of Tumblr’s brand of social justice
and he still manged to include the q slur lmao
You are literally this person
To people in the notes going “but he should still paint over qu**r because it’s a slur”: I dare you to walk into your nearest LGBTQ Center and demand that any and all mention of “queer” be removed from its displays, literature, and programs. Go ahead and tell me what they say to you. I’ll wait.
I believe I will just queerly reblog this without further queer comment.
Agreed. I shall queerly join you.
To every person on here whimpering about ‘the Q slur’ you need to realise that every single identity under the umbrella began as a slur. None of you know your goddamned history.
Did you know that the first battle cry in a long line of protests was We’re here, we’re Queer, get used to it ? Or how hard people worked to give you what rights you have today? OUT OF THE CLOSETS AND INTO THE STREETS.
People were beaten to death, hung, dragged, shot, stabbed, died in prison protesting and fighting for the rights that you enjoy to this day. People who found and created power in the word Queer so that you wouldn’t have to be ashamed to be one.
And here you lot are, screaming at the older generations that we don’t know what it’s like to be called Queer in the hallways of your high school? Are you kidding? How many of my generation, and the generations before me do you think participated in the sit ins, the protests, the marches, the public displays of noncompliance? How many do you think were beaten by police, by angry bigots, chased away, threatened with violence? How many were tased, water gunned, pepper sprayed, unfairly arrested, unfairly charged, abused, mocked, and denied?
Do you even know who ACT UP are? Do you know who Queer Nation are? Do you know who Dykes on Bikes are? Who the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence are? PFLAG, Oasis Centers, PRISM? How drag queens have been such a backbone to our community, those of you who say ignorant shit like “Don’t support drag queens!”? I encourage you, beg you, please do not continue to parrot transphobic bullshit by calling it the Q-slur – because that message originated with a group of transphobic people who didn’t like that Queer was all inclusive. Gay as a term originated as being used for homosexual men only.
Here is one of the texts from a manifesto originally passed out by people marching with the ACT UP contingent in the New York Gay Pride Day parade, 1990.
How can I tell you. How can I convince you, brother; sister that your life is in danger. That everyday you wake up alive, relatively happy, and a functioning human being, you are committing a rebellious act. You as an alive and functioning queer are a revolutionary. There is nothing on this planet that validates, protects or encourages your existence. It is a miracle you are standing here reading these words. You should by all rights be dead. Don’t be fooled, straight people own the world and the only reason you have been spared is you’re smart, lucky, or a fighter. Straight people have a privilege that allows them to do whatever they please and f— without fear. But not only do they live a life free of fear; they flaunt their freedom in my face. Their images are on my TV, in the magazine I bought, in the restaurant I want to eat in, and on the street where I live. I want there to be a moratorium on straight marriage, on babies, on public displays of affection among the opposite sex and media images that promote heterosexuality. Until I can enjoy the same freedom of movement and sexuality, as straights, their privilege must stop and it must be given over to me and my queer sisters and brothers. Straight people will not do this voluntarily and so they must be forced into it. Straights must be frightened into it. Terrorized into it. Fear is the most powerful motivator. No one will give us what we deserve. Rights are not given they are taken, by force if necessary. It is easier to fight when you know who your enemy is. Straight people are you enemy. They are your enemy when they don’t acknowledge your invisibility and continue to live in and contribute to a culture that kills you. Every day one of us is taken by the enemy. Whether it is an AIDS death due to homophobic government inaction or a lesbian bashing in an all-night diner (in a supposedly lesbian neighborhood), we are being systematically picked off and we will continue to be wiped out unless we realize that if they take one of us they must take all of us.
Another text (1990):
Being queer is not about a right to privacy; it is about the freedom to be public, to just be who we are. It means everyday fighting oppression; homophobia, racism, misogyny, the bigotry of religious hypocrites and our own self-hatred. (We have been carefully taught to hate ourselves.) And now of course it means fighting a virus as well, and all those homo-haters who are using AIDS to wipe us off the face of the earth. Being queer means leading a different sort of life. It’s not about the mainstream, profit-margins, patriotism, patriarchy or being assimilated. It’s not about executive directors, privilege and elitism. It’s about being on the margins, defining ourselves; it’s about gender-f— and secrets, what’s beneath the belt and deep inside the heart; it’s about the night. Being queer is “grass roots” because we know that everyone of us, every body, every c—, every heart and a– and d— is a world of pleasure waiting to be explored. Everyone of us is a world of infinite possibility. We are an army because we have to be. We are an army because we are so powerful. (We have so much to fight for; we are the most precious of endangered species.) And we are an army of lovers because it is we who know what love is. Desire and lust, too. We invented them. We come out of the closet, face the rejection of society, face firing squads, just to love each other! Every time we f—, we win. We must fight for ourselves (no else is going to do it) and if in that process we bring greater freedom to the world at large then great. (We’ve given so much to that world: democracy, all the arts, the concepts of love, philosophy and the soul, to name just a few of the gifts from our ancient Greek Dykes, Fags.) Let’s make every space a Lesbian and Gay space. Every street a part of our sexual geography. A city of yearning and then total satisfaction. A city and a country where we can be safe and free and more. We must look at our lives and see what’s best in them, see what is queer and what is straight and let that straight chaff fall away! Remember there is so, so little time. And I want to be a lover of each and every one of you. Next year, we march naked.
Another (1990):
If You’re Queer, Shout It! Queers are under siege. Queers are being attacked on all fronts and I’m afraid it’s ok with us. In 1969, Queers, were attacked. It wasn’t ok. Queers fought back, took the streets. Shouted. In 1990, there were 50 “Queer Bashings” in the month of May alone. Violent attacks. 3,720 men, women and children died of AIDS in the same month, caused by a more violent attack - government inaction, rooted in society’s growing homophobia. This is institutionalized homophobia, perhaps more dangerous to the existence of queers because the attackers are faceless. We allow these attacks by our own continued lack of action against them. AIDS has affected the straight world and now they’re blaming us for AIDS and using it as a way to justify their violence against us. They don’t want us anymore. They will beat us, rape us and kill us before they will continue to live with us. What will it take for This not to be ok? Feel some rage. If rage doesn’t empower you, try fear. If that doesn’t work try panic. Shout It! Be proud. Do whatever you need to do to tear yourself away from your customary state of acceptance. Be free. Shout. In 1969, Queers fought back. In 1990, Queers say ok. Next year, will we be here?
One last one:
Why Queer? – (1990) Queer! Ah, do we really have to use that word? It’s trouble. Every gay person has his or her own take on it. For some it means strange and eccentric and kind of mysterious. That’s okay; we like that. But some gay girls and boys don’t. They think they’re more normal than strange. And for others “queer” conjures up those awful memories of adolescent suffering. Queer. It’s forcibly bittersweet and quaint at best - weakening and painful at worst. Couldn’t we just use “gay” instead? It’s a much brighter word. And isn’t it synonymous with “happy”? When will you militants grow up and get over the novelty of being different? Why Queer … Well, yes, “gay” is great. It has its place. But when a lot of lesbians and gay men wake up in the morning we feel angry and disgusted, not gay. So we’ve chosen to call ourselves queer. Using “queer” is a way of reminding us how we are perceived by the rest of the world. It’s a way of telling ourselves we don’t have to be witty and charming people who keep our lives discreet and marginalized in the straight world. We use queer as gay men loving lesbians and lesbians loving being queer. Queer, unlike gay, doesn’t mean male. And when spoken to other gays and lesbians it’s a way of suggesting we close ranks, and forget (temporarily) our individual differences because we face a more insidious common enemy. Yeah, queer can be a rough word but it is also a sly and ironic weapon we can steal from the homophobe’s hands and use against him.
They did it for you. They did it for me. They did it for all of us. So you wouldn’t have to go through it. So you could be freer than they ever could, than we could at your age, than our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents ever could. Not for you to invalidate the indentities of others, and your own community. You silencing Queer people and calling it a slur dishonours their legacy.
I am here. I am Queer. You will not call my identity a fucking slur and have me be silent about it. I will still fight for the rights of my community – the Queer Community.
This isn’t simply a question of vocabulary. Exclusionists and transphobes and their ilk want you to stop using “queer” because they don’t want queer people to exist. They may not be straight, but their only problem with heteronormativity is that they’ve been barred from participating in it. They’re conservative bigots and as soon as same-sex marriage was no longer blocked in the US they were ready to betray everyone in the queer community.
Erasing ‘queer’ erases decades of history and thousands upon thousands of people.
Which is exactly what exclusionists want.
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Yes yes i know love is love. But they are still killing CHILDREN. over this.
Aroace culture is finding out someone has a crush on you and getting so violently anxious you throw up.
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Someone said “loved to the point of invention,” and I’m personally in shambles.
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Outside of situations where masking plurality is necessary (e.g. where someone may use known memory problems as an abuse tool), you probably need to mask yourselves less than you think.
Very, very few people will notice overt plurality without being directly told about it. The few that might notice tend to be plural themselves or have plural friends, and they tend to be safe to be spotted by anyway because they're familiar with plurality and how to handle it respectfully.
The average person doesn't have plurality on their radar in the first place. Heck, they barely know what DID is, assuming that they live somewhere it's a diagnosis option, and they've never heard of anything beyond that. Most people will see overt plurality and think "oh, they're moody, or genderfluid, or just use a lot of names, or do a lot of things, or..." if they notice anything different at all.
Seriously, people are oblivious. You can introduce yourself by three different names, have wildly different preferences and modes of expression, and even toss in an accent. The most you might get in response is "are you okay?" (to which the non-disclosure answer is something like "yeah, just feeling different today" or "yeah, I'm just like this sometimes, it's normal". They'll usually let it go if you don't make a fuss about it).
In any case, people are probably not looking for signs of plurality when talking to you- they're more focused on the conversation. The odds of them noticing something different in the first place and bringing it up are low. They have other things to talk about.
“Where are the trans men in history?” See. When you're born a gender that was forcefully married off, who had to live most of their life indoors, when you had to raise children, and had a lobotomy if your family thought you were a tad too odd, it's kinda hard to come out as a trans man now ain't it.
forever my lineage would use his wrong pronouns but not me
I’ve heard the author of Little Women always “wished to have been born a man”? I didn’t fact check that, but there’s that.
Author of the classic novel Little Women, Louisa May Alcott wrote about being “born with a boy’s nature”, much like Jo in the classic novel
Yep.
"if you forgot then it obviously wasn't important to you" is an ableist thing to say and i'm tired of pretending it's not
I've forgotten *my own birthday* before. There are several years of my life just straight up missing. In the past I've forgotten silly little frivolous things like NAMES OF LOVED ONES or WHERE MY HOUSE IS. But obviously none of that was important. Fucking awful, ableist thing to say.