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@lewelyy
Jan 18, 2022: US couple in danger of being forced to leave our baby daughter overseas
TL;DR: We’re an interracial, neurodivergent US couple in the Philippines. I’m also physically disabled. A paperwork snafu left our daughter (born here during lockdown) stateless, and Immigration is skeptical about an extension to our visas while we get it sorted, meaning they may force us to leave without our daughter in MARCH.
There’s a guaranteed way for ONE of us to stay, but it costs 10K USD PLUS other fees, and we don’t have that just laying around. I cannot begin to imagine the trauma to El if they force us to leave without her, not knowing when we’ll see each other again.
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Details, for those who want the whole story:
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Uh oh! A Jehovah’s Witness is at my door!
A guide on what the fuck is happening and what to do about it as a never JW, from an exJW.
JW congregations have just been told to start doing door-to-door preaching (aka ‘service’/‘service work’/‘witnessing’) again this September. They stopped for the past few years due to…well. The whole state of things. But it’s starting again! Fuck!
So, to get you folks in on the Secret Inner-workings of a Cult:
JWs do service work mostly on Saturdays and Sundays, but any day of the week is fair game, just less of them will be out on other days. Generally it’ll be in the mornings (anywhere between 9AM to 1PM being common, my family did 10AM to noon Saturdays), but any time of day is also fair game. Evening witnessing is encouraged, to catch parts of the service area who didn’t answer during morning service, like people who were at work or asleep.
JWs are given ‘territories’: entire neighborhoods if they’re a majority language and can generally bet on most of the people in a given area speaking that language; SPECIFIC ADDRESSES if they belong to a smaller language demographic. These are on ‘territory cards’, which include areas to fill out once they’ve called on houses. They often pull addresses from the phone book or other such directory, pulling based on name, or get referred new addresses from neighborhood sweeps in other congregations and were told x language was being spoken, so if you get called on by someone speaking your language and wonder how they got your address, it’s because they’ve collected data already! On You!
On that note: JWs collect data on you! A lot of it!! Those territory cards they fill out? They can include any information they gleaned from conversation (age? gender? personal details like if you’re married, if you live with your parents, etc? what religion do you belong to? any problems in your life they can ‘help’ with? any ‘problematic’ details, like if you’re queer? all of it.); if someone was home or not (yes we can see you peeking out from behind your curtains! we looked in windows!); if the person answering the door was uninterested; if they were aggressive; if they have dogs; if we were able to leave any publications with them; the details of any conversations we had, like which topics we discussed and which seemed to interest you the most; when to call on you again. The areas to fill this in on these cards are rather small so they usually only write down the most important information, but it is the most important information for trying to indoctrinate you into a cult. DO NOT give them any personal information. It will be used against you.
So that’s the gist of it. Now, you don’t want them at your door, probably.
Please do not harass them.
I know they’re annoying. We always knew we were being annoying. They do it anyways because they think they’re helping you. They often have children with them - not only because it’s often families going preaching together, but also because it’s a well known tactic to get a softer response from people they call on, to have a child with you. Even if there are no children, please do not harass JWs - they are cult victims, and doing so will only enforce their ‘us vs them’ mentality, and discourages members from leaving. The outside world hates you so much, so how can you leave?
“But what if—“ Nope! Beyond the whole ‘don’t be fucking cruel to abuse victims’ thing, it doesn’t even work! I’ve been threatened with dogs; my mother has been threatened with machetes; others have been flashed, or physically assaulted - we still went back eventually. Usually someone else would get the assignment, and usually we’d wait a bit, but we still went back.
“Okay, but what the fuck do I do, then?”
You open the door (yes, open the door; if you ignore them they’ll return again, assuming they just missed you or you were busy), let them tell you what they’re there for, and before the conversation goes further, you simply say:
“I’m not interested. Please put me on your do not call list.”
And then you tell them goodbye. Nothing more. Don’t say you have your own religion. Don’t say you’re queer. Don’t try to use the ‘magic word’ apostate - actual former members can get harassed.
Unfortunately, despite this being the most successful and least harmful strategy, it isn’t 100% foolproof. They’re supposed to write ‘do not call’ on the territory card next to your address, but they’re human and forget sometimes (or might not mark it intentionally, though I haven’t seen that personally); the next person who gets that card might not see the mark, as well. On top of everything else, even if not forgotten, they will eventually come back. It’s policy to come by after some time to check on you, ‘just in case’: just in case you changed your mind, just in case you moved and there’s someone else there now, just in case, oh, you recently had a loved one pass away and suddenly find yourself in an emotionally vulnerable position in need of support and sympathy.
If you have the knowledge and mental/emotional energy and stability to, you can go about trying to debate them, maybe help some of them doubt, but it is no easy task and there is no guarantee of any success. It takes a lot of patience. They are undergoing some extreme brainwashing and ‘waking up’ is incredibly traumatizing, and you will face a lot of resistance in trying to deconvert any of them. Again, only attempt this if you have the energy, stability, and knowledge required - the delicacy required, too. Otherwise, remember, it’s
“I’m not interested. Please put me on your do not call list.”
Nothing more.
me: I got so much writing done on the plane ride!
literally anyone: oh cool! did you finish any of the (many) fics you’re working on?
me: …I got so much writing done!…aha…
Crimeboys Drabble
psst: you can find more of my work on ao3!
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Tommy flips through the phonebook in the office, punching the number into the school’s old ass phone, balancing it on his shoulder and pressing his ear to it. He looks down at the Fundy who is still sniffling a little and squeezing his hand. The kid squeezes back and gives him a wobbly smile.
The phone rings a couple times before a gruff voice answers. “Hello?” There’s something like party music thumping faintly in the background.
“Good afternoon,” Tommy responds with false cheer. “May I please speak to…Soot? Wilbur Soot?”
“You’re speaking to him.”
“Oh, great!” he says and laughs nervously, slightly put off by the dark tone. “I have your son.”
A pause, then a low chuckle. “Do you now?”
Okay. That is creepy as hell.
“Uh, yeah? He’s with me right now, I can put him on for you,” he takes the phone out from under his ear and hands it to Fundy. “Here Fundy, say hi to your dad.”
“Hi Papa,” Fundy says, sniffling a little.
“Hello Fundy,” Wilbur coos, much gentler now. “I’m coming to get you soon, okay?”
“Okay.” Fundy hands the phone back to Tommy and turns to pack up his things.
As soon as Tommy has the phone again Wilbur snaps, “what do you want?”
“...Um, for you to pick him up?” Tommy asks, starting to get mildly annoyed. What is with this guy?
“Don’t play fucking dumb,” Wilbur hisses and Tommy has had just about enough with this guy.
“Okay bozo who pissed in your coffe, huh?” Tommy knows he’ll definitely get in trouble for swearing at a parent but, to quote every kindergarten kid ever, he started it. “I’m just trying to do my low paying, stress inducing, possibly life threatening job, why the hell do you have a problem with that? Have you got a personal vendetta against me I don’t know about?!”
The line is silent for a moment. Not long enough, in Tommy’s opinion. “Maybe you should consider not working for a slimy fucking assholel then.”
What the actual, genuine fuck. “Um, I hate the american public school system as much as the next guy, probably more actually, but do you not think that’s a little extreme?”
Another long, long pause. “What has school got to do with this?”
Tommy wants to bang his head into a wall.
“I’m at school. Right now. With your son.”
“Who…who is this.” You il but says it like a declaration of surrender instead of a question.
“Mr. Innit, his student teacher?” God give him the patience to not punt this man the minute he lays eyes on him.
“SHIT!”
God does not in fact give him any patience what so ever, and Wilbur walks to his car with a tired child perched on his shoulders and a black eye.
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OKAYYYYY woah I haven’t written in forevverrr sorry for the silence on ao3 I don’t have an excuse and I honestly don’t really need one lol writings my hobby and I just felt like I needed a break.
if it’s not clear Wilbur is in some shady shit if you know what I mean
I’ve had this AU in my drafts for awhile and I’m glad I finally wrote something for it but I didn’t want to post this to ao3 because it is embarrassingly short lol
anygay love y’all
fic recs #2
hi this time I don’t have fancy format for you just the fic recs so go read the fics summary and tags yourself I just ain’t doing that shit today sorry
(name link takes you to the authors tumblr if they have one, if not it takes you to their ao3 page)
honey and tangerines by bonesandthebees
dark was the night cold was the ground by Inspire4044
Pignoblade by bitsinboots and SilverWing15
thats all, enjoy:)
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trans friends— this has been circulating a lot on the internet already but PLEASE stop ordering from gc2b. their quality has massively declined, they send the wrong size binders correctly marked, the stitching is extremely poor and rips often times when first putting it on. do not waste your money on them!
if anyone wants to know why im fundraising for new binders its because due to the quality decrease in gc2b, im currently relying on one binder ive had since 2018. three of my other BRAND new gc2b binders have already ripped and two others were marked size large but were a size medium or below. on top of that, they hurt my back an ungodly fucking amount, so please be careful with them, i know how hard this shit is for anyone else who is poor and/or financially constrained, and i really empathize, please bind safely and be careful!
Gc2b is also unsafe due to the way the binders don't compress evenly. They will cause rib warping and permanent damage. Always go for even compression and it should never cut into your ribs while wearing it.
If anyone needs a replacement, I got mine from spectrum outfitters, I don't think there's anything wrong with those
oh reblogging again to climb onto my soapbox and yell:
do NOT use amazon as your alternative!!!!!!
This isn't me being "fuck amazon" (though. fuck amazon), this is me saying I've been told by several sources that amazon binders are incredibly low-quality and incredibly unsafe.
It sucks that GC2B is bad now, but do not look to amazon as your new source. I know it's usually cheaper, but please. Don't hurt yourself.
(This goes double for amazon binders labeled as "for lesbians", "for butches", "for women", and "for cosplay", but like. I cannot stress enough that I have never heard a single person call any amazon binder "safe".)
Nobody is providing alt links on this post directly so here, I will. Buy your new binders from UNDERWORKS: https://www.underworks.com/
Personally been using their binders since 2010. That long. I’ve only ever had one fall apart on me and it took 5 years of near constant wear and wash to do so, the other 2 I got in 2013 are still strong and fine, and I recently bought a new one that’s even higher quality than the old ones. Plus size, tall, and large chest friendly. I’m 6ft, 2xl, F cup. Their binders take me down to roughly a rounded b cup. They also have long binders that go over the waist/hips/butt to gently compress them if it causes you some dysphoria. Even post surgical vests!
No single item from Underworks in the binder category is over $45, with a 3 pack of binders being less than $100. Please don’t buy from random retailers on amazon or other shady websites when Underworks has been a well known, award winning binder brand for 20 years, and their binders are literally cheaper than gc2b.
jumping on the train with more alternatives!
I’ve been wearing binders from New York Toy Collective for around 2 years and they are great. Nothing over $50 from what I’ve seen: https://newyorktoycollective.com/product/binders/
another option is tomboy’s compression tops. tomboy is a great brand overall and something great about their compression tops is you can wear them while exercising and sleeping! nothing over $50 again: https://tomboyx.com/collections/gender-euphoria/products/compression-top-black-1
please stay safe while binding friends!
have some shitty chaotic pride flags ^^
part two of shitty chaotic pride flags
I tried to do as many as I could think of off the top of my head, but i might have missed some tho.
since I was informed that the toothpaste flag has some negativity associated with it, I tried to to find some replacements ^v^. i was also informed that the lesbian flag was upside down, so I swapped it here.
also, feel free to call me out if these are incorrect at all. I’m not super involved in flag discourse, so I don’t normally have it cross my path much
once again here to appreciate the a-spec/polyamorous solidarity. absolutely adore our collective middle finger to amanormativity and toxic monogamy it's so sexy and cool of us
its not the same
why didnt any of you tell me tommy lore is actually awesome
shadow puppets
staunchly against toddlers being given phones. stop that. give them little stuffed animals to play pretend with. fucking talk to them for a second even. stop giving them your phone. stop giving kids phones and ipads. stop it.
my little toddler cousin has had phone access for a long time and now whenever she’s bored she won’t do anything except cry until she gets handed a phone. that’s not good fam, let kids be kids
see you in the next life king!
dont know how to eloquently say anything about this whole shabang except that technoblade inspired so many people including myself and that his death doesn’t erase the legacy he’s created. somewhere out there he’s laughing at all us nerds <3