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WELCOME BACK~
pfft my blog should be called "re-tranquality" b/c all I do is reblog your stuff :)
I think the remake of this poster is incredibly interesting, as is the intense response to it. Majestic had this poster on their door the whole time we lived together and it always gave me chills. It made me feel powerful and vindicated and righteous. I really like the original poster. I think it articulates very clearly the radical nature of queerness that the hetero world doesn’t really see. I never saw it as being a response to gay people who don’t identify as queer, and I find it really interesting that it has been utilized to make an entirely different point in its re-imagination.
On Tumblr and in queer communities I’ve been part of outside of the internet, there certainly is a trend of rejection of lesbian identity. In my experience, lesbians are often categorized as: “homonormative”, non-radical, apolitical, second-wave, oppressive, boring, and “vanilla.” In self-identified radical queer spaces, there is often a large-scale erasure of the extremely radical lesbian feminist history that allows us to have the language to critique anything in the first place, as well as a silencing of radical, living, breathing lesbian culture.
This is nothing other than misogyny. We are doused in a culture that thrives on the hatred of women. “Radical Queerness” isn’t immune from that, and in fact these communities are often responsible for perpetuating misogyny in many different ways. One of these ways is actually by discursively defining lesbianism as archaic, backwards, and inherently apolitical. I like using the word lesbian to describe myself. It’s not the only word I use, and often it is not all encompassing of my desires. But there are some spaces and some moments I experience with myself where queer just doesn’t cut it. When I claim the word, “Lesbian” to talk of my sexuality and my politics, I invoke a rich history of brave women who taught me everything I know about survival, and fuck, is that powerful.
I don’t believe this poster to be “queer-hating”, nor do I think it is setting up a dichotomous relationship between queers and lesbians. I think it is asking us to question a culture of radical queerness that elevates certain identities over others (ie: if you are queer, you are inherently more radical than if you are lesbian.) It is asking us to think hard about this tendency to silence and erase radical lesbian history and it is a reclamation of a perfectly valid and resistant sexual politic.
-Ashley
COMMENTARY.
[photo: black and white image. outline of a woman holding and pointing a gun. with the other hand on her hip, she is smiling and wearing a bandana. text reads, “not queer as in radikewl, but lesbian as in fuck you!” in the bottom left corner text reads, “action league against homophobia, misogyny, and queer as a monolith. this poster/image is a spin off of another image where the text reads, “not gay is in happy but queer as in fuck you.”]
I would like to say obviously, but of course it isn't obvious, that the lesbian identity is itself a truly radical identity. We shouldn't be denying our foremothers' radicalism and bravery.
Why do these “quotes” look like contradictions when paired with an infant? Because it’s a straw man and no one on our side pairs the two. We’re not talking about an infant and you know it. The only people who conflate a zygote and the baby in this picture are… wait for it!…you!
Further, if we want to talk about abortion then how are zygote, embryo, and fetus inaccurate? You keep asserting that science is on your side and proves your arguments. If that’s true than let’s use medical terminology and accurate images. The correct terms are zygote, blastocyst, embryo, and fetus.
An accurate image would be something like these, considering 61.8% abortions happen at less than 9 weeks LMP.
This is an embryo at Carnegie Stage 17, 42-44 days post-ovulation (or approx. 8 weeks LMP).
This is an embryo at Carnegie Stage 19, 48-51 days post-ovulation (or approx. 9 weeks LMP).
I can see clearly now why these images wouldn’t appeal to you though. After all, these embryos don’t look like babies and instead of holding them precariously on your forearm you could easily put them on the tip of your finger.
I wonder why we need to say things like “blob of cells” and “clump of tissue.” Maybe it’s because it starts out looking like this:
Or maybe it’s because we need to constantly remind people that it’s important to distinguish and differentiate between an embryo and the person with rights that it’s inside of. You know the sentient, autonomous person:
Waaait, where is their face?! Oh, so that’s why all antichoice propaganda refuses to show faces. Then people would remember that pregnant people aren’t “locations” or “houses” but people with feelings (or rights for that matter), not undeveloped, minute, cell clusters that are so small it’s hard to even distinguish any features they may have. Point proven.
Pro-tips:
Words have meanings.
Don’t fear science.
If you were right, you wouldn’t need pseudoscience, propaganda, and downright lies.
If everything you say is predicated on a logical fallacy, rethink your stance. If you cannot argue without them because you simply won’t convince anyone than maybe you’re wrong.
Advocating for forced birth makes you a douche.
One last question: This is what an actual abortion looks like. Where’s the baby?
Hint: It’s “dispossible” to find the baby because it’s not there.
And I think it’s always good to add this tidbit: if it’s not your uterus, stay out of it!
Y'all all I do is reblog Loan and I had to reset my password just to get back INTO tumblr but y'all I had to do it.
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RIP NANCY WAKE (30 August 1912 – 7 August 2011)
Ms Wake, who has died in London just before her 99th birthday, was a New Zealander brought up in Australia. She became a nurse, a journalist who interviewed Adolf Hitler, a wealthy French socialite, a British agent and a French resistance leader. She led 7,000 guerrilla fighters in battles against the Nazis in the northern Auvergne, just before the D-Day landings in 1944. On one occasion, she strangled an SS sentry with her bare hands. On another, she cycled 500 miles to replace lost codes. In June 1944, she led her fighters in an attack on the Gestapo headquarters at Montlucon in central France.
Work began earlier this month on a feature film about Nancy Wake’s life. Ms Wake, one of the models for Sebastian Faulks’ fictional heroine, Charlotte Gray, had mixed feelings about previous cinematic efforts to portray her wartime exploits, including a TV mini-series made in 1987.
“It was well-acted but in parts it was extremely stupid,” she said. “At one stage they had me cooking eggs and bacon to feed the men. For goodness’ sake, did the Allies parachute me into France to fry eggs and bacon for the men? There wasn’t an egg to be had for love nor money. Even if there had been why would I be frying it? I had men to do that sort of thing.”
Ms Wake was also furious the TV series suggested she had had a love affair with one of her fellow fighters. She was too busy killing Nazis for amorous entanglements, she said.
Even before she escaped to Britain, through Spain, in 1943 to train as a guerrilla leader, Nancy had been top of the Gestapo’s French “wanted” list. With her husband, she ran a resistance network which helped to smuggle Jews and allied airmen out of the country.
Nancy recalled later in life that her parachute had snagged in a tree. The French resistance fighter who freed her said he wished all trees bore “such beautiful fruit”. Nancy retorted: “Don’t give me that French shit.”
<3 what a bad ass <3
In continuing to not actually blog my own shit, WOW, how fucking awesome! MAKE those men scramble your eggs and STRANGLE them Nazis! If there's a heaven, she's earned her ass-kicking ticket.
Affordability, of course, is another significant barrier to access. It is often cheaper to buy packaged foods than the raw ingredients to make similar foods; it is cheaper for me to pick up a box of Kraft than it is to buy macaroni, milk, and cheese. Fresh vegetables and fruits, in particular, are extremely expensive, and yet foodies sneer at poor folks who eat packaged foods and fast food, as though they are just lazy and useless. Not trying to make ends meet and eating what they can afford, even if they are not thrilled to be eating it. Shaming people makes it a personal problem; ‘you don’t eat enough fruits and vegetables,’ instead of a social problem, ‘we need to make fruits and vegetables more affordable.’
s.e. smith @ In Shocking News, Not All Ingredients Are Available To Everyone! – this ain’t livin’ (via notemily) -- WORD UP, that's the CODE! WORD!
YES, YES, YES. (Also, YES means YES.) h/t Jessica Valenti reblogged from thosearestrings
It starts here: Women’s first—if not only—job is to be attractive to men. Never mind straight women who have other priorities or queer women who don’t want men. If you were born with a vagina, your primary obligation from the onset of adolescence and well into adulthood will be to make yourself pretty for heterosexual men’s pleasure. Not even just the ones you’d actually want to have a conversation with, let alone sex with—all of them.
Kate Harding, How Do You Fuck a Fat Woman? in Yes Means Yes: Visions of Female Sexual Power & A World Without Rape (via livelaughawesome)
I'm doubting I've lived through what I could have identified at the time as a revolution ... sometimes I doubt I will ... but I like this. [sign reads: a revolution is not a spectacle! there are no spectators! everyone participates whether they know it or not] h/t tranquality
If I do not speak in a language that can be understood there is little chance for a dialogue.
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