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Flint isn’t the only city with a water crisis. This majority black town in Louisiana has had brown water for years
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K's self-love & gender affirmation! [fundraiser]
Full fundraiser: https://www.gofundme.com/Kstopsurgery Dearest friends, fam, spirits, & community:
My name is Kay Ulanday Barrett. After years of ache, imagination, and reflection, I’ve chosen to pursue chest reconstruction aka “top” surgery. I’ve had 3 major orthopedic surgeries in the last 4 years, each time systemically harmful. Each time, not affirming my spirit & needs. This surgery however, is a movement that embraces the person I truly deserve to be. My gender affirmation top surgery is scheduled January 27th, 2016. I couldn’t be more elated!
With big anticipation, I hope that my community can uplift me. I do not have health insurance, so costs associated with surgery have not been accessible until I saved to secure $3000 towards this journey. I feel like every coordination & gig has trained me for this moment.
I understand this is a taxing feat & not everyone has access to their rightful journeys and needs. I’m dedicated to continue to struggle with you to make that happen, to uplift our worth. For over a decade, my political and cultural work has taught me that collective power holds us when the world turns us into dust. I am gracious for every poem, action, essay, stage, project, and spirit that has brought me here with you for this time.
The remaining uncovered surgery costs, fees, transportation, and post-surgery costs add up to $7400. This includes surgery, pre and post surgery lodging, and healing support & remedies for my recovery.
I humbly reach out to my collaborators, my loves, and you, for support because as Trans/GNC People of Color community we are rarely honored for what we deserve. I believe our people have a legacy for collective and interdependent practices dedicated to healing, self-determination, and access. Everyday, I am in awe of how we create support, care, and how we innovate chosen family together. I am convinced that no state system has the love that each of you have demonstrated or the mightiness of showing up as you have. I am blessed for whatever you continue to do, blessed for my care team who’ll be with me as I heal. I couldn’t pursue this surgery or engage in political change without your existence!
I will continue to be honored by sharing and growing with you and supporting you in this same spirit as I am asking for now. Your contribution takes action that is longstanding in our collective need for justice. I am honored to strive so that we all can access gender affirmation, healthcare, and support for all.
My dreams are closer, attainable, and I could not have made it here without you. Thank you for all of your love, kindness, support, & circulation in advance!
*many thanks, K. aka @brownroundboi ******* FULL COST BREAKDOWN & FUNDRAISER HERE **********
——- * To support trans people of color nationally, I urge you to support any of these Transgender & Gender Non-Conforming organizations doing resillient work: http://www.transjusticefundingproject.org/directory/
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This Brand Is Making Swimwear For The Trans Community
A lot of transguys or masculine people aren’t comfortable with wearing a bikini top, so they get stuck wearing shirts in the summertime, or settling for something that doesn’t make them feel confident.
The Rhodes siblings are currently fundraising for the Bareskin Top, which comes in four skin-tone options, on Kickstarter
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But actually boosting this because they have until December 19th to raise another $13,000 or they don’t get any of the money.
I want the $17 backing that’s hilarious
We hope that we can come up with some quality drunken postcards. That’s definitely one of the most popular rewards! Thank you to everyone for the support!
Y'all, we are so close! A couple more days to spread the word and knock out these final $3000! Thank you to everyone for helping make this project a reality.
The amount of support we’ve received from y'all so far is astounding. We could not be more grateful. Please help us finish strong and meet our goal. We are less than $3000 from our goal and need your help to spread the word/donate before Saturday at 7pm!
💯 signal boosting for days! we would love to see this swim binder become a reality because we all know how many lives it has the potential to change. pass it on!
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I had a customer flat out ask me to change the colors of some icons I was making for his site because he didn’t specify race and one of the characters was black. He claimed he wanted to “avoid the race issue”. There’s also people who’ve implied to me over the years even drawing people who aren’t white while you are a white person is somehow racist. These were white people discouraging me from drawing non-white folks because “that’s racist”. Which is pretty ridiculous. Fuck that noise. This is a lovely address to that concept.
PSA to all now that is is Pumpkin Spice Season
From someone who worked at starbucks. If you have a milk/dairy allergy AT ALL. DO NOT. I repeat. DO NOT. Drink Pumpkin Spice.
It contains dairy IN the syrup that is used to make the drink. Even if you get it made with soy, you will still be getting doses of dairy in there.
Depending on the severity and intolerance it can and will cause reactions. I found that as a barista I was constantly warning people about the dairy in the product. No one ever seemed to tell them that there was dairy in the mix. More times than I can count I heard people realize that’s why they kept having reactions, or that’s why it made them sick.
People legitimately do not know that pumpkin spice no matter what you do will always contain some amount of dairy.
“My mother is missing. She was en route from NJ to NY. she was heading downtown Brooklyn to MCU bank. She never made it it to the bank. She has been missing for two days and there was no transactions made with the bank account. No money taken out or put in. She does not have a cell phone. There is no way of contacting her. Please share this and help me find her” Words from the victims daughter. Promote this and help this woman get her mother back, especially in the NY area!
doesn't mod s call herself a feminist? she can't be muslim and a feminist, islam is a male dominated religion, women have to be constantly oppressed. it's disgusting how muslim women are treated
Well, first of all, I’m genderfluid, and agender today, but thanks for misgendering me, asshole. (I use they/them.)
You wanna talk about how Muslim women and DFAB people are treated? Fine, we can talk about that.
We can talk about how the Quran was revealed in 632 AD, saying how women are equal to men. (“And their Lord responded to them: ’…be you male or female - you are equal to one another.’” [Quran 3:195])
We can talk about how in the 16th century, western men were still debating if women had souls.
We can talk about how in 632, the 1st century, Muslim women (and all DFAB people) had the rights to choose who to marry, to divorce, to work, to educate and be educated, to have their won inheritance, to their own land and property, to have their own businesses, to participate in combat, to half their husband’s wealth, to have their own opinions, to have custody of their children, and on and on and on.
We can talk about Muslim women’s right to have a voice in government. Tell me, when did the USA give (white) women “equal participation in the political process,” or voting? 1920. Muslim women have had that since 632.
We can talk about how Pakistan, Bangladesh, Indonesia, Turkey, Kosovo, Kyrgyzstan, and Senegal have all had female Presidents or Prime Ministers. How 1/3rd of Egypt’s parliament is female. How in the lovely USA, we haven’t even had a women vice-president yet.
We can talk about the hijab, niqab, abaya, and burqa, how they’re mainly worn to protect women from leering men, and to allow women to interact freely in public without people being able to judge their bodies or looks and only having their minds and personalities to make judgements off of.
We can talk a out how the Western world has twisted our clothing into “women have to cover up because they’re indecent!” and women and feminine-presenting DFAB people get attacked and have their coverings yanked off, either because of Islamophobic hatred or misguided attempts at saving us.
We can talk about how I’ve had my hijab ripped off twice, both times by white men, once outside my community’s masjid (the Muslim place of worship.) And oddly enough, my clothing didn’t stop me from breaking one of those men’s noses when he went after my sister. Just like it’s never stopped me from going to school, or playing sports, or doing anything a white woman or DFAB person could do.
We can talk about how outside of the masjid, where men and women are required to cover their heads, I’ve never once been made to wear a hijab.
We can talk about how the only people who have lectured me about dressing modestly were non-Muslim teachers and other educators.
We can talk about how people want to preach about how Muslims think women are indecent, when western schools freak out when a girl shows her shoulders.
We can talk about my cousin who once made a joke about women belonging in the kitchen and how out of thirty people in the room, the only person who laughed was his white friend. How his father immediately corrected him.
We can talk about how the first university ever, the University of al-Qarawiyyin, was founded in 858 by Fatima al-Fihri, a Muslim woman. How despite that, the summer I was thirteen and taking extra courses at the community college, an instructor praised me for joining even though “I know Muslim parents don’t let girls have higher education.” I had to look her in the eyes and ask who she thought was paying for my classes.
We can talk about how in one of those courses, LGBT rights came up and I mentioned I was dating a girl. And someone who was almost twenty-three (ten years older than me at the time) came up to me after that class, and said “I bet your Islamic God doesn’t mind you being a d*ke, cause he gets to watch.”
We can talk about the Prophet Muhammad (s.a.a.w.) who denounced all forms of enslavement of women, and assisted women in issuing their rights to exist freely.
We can talk about people who rush to condemn Muslim men for hurting the “defenseless” girls, then turning around and making jokes about raping and hitting women.
We can talk about the “saviors of Muslim women,” talking about how they’re so oppressed, they don’t get to make their own choices.
We can talk about how these people completely ignore anyone who says they’re wrong and call them brainwashed. Because of course millions of women have been coerced into believing in a tradition that views them as subservient, what other explanation is there?
We can talk about how patronizing and infantalizing this is, how it denies Muslim women and DFAB people agency and puts our “saviors” on a pedestal. “We need to be their heroes! Because obviously they can’t fix their problems without the aid of white people!”
We can talk about how it’s true that Muslim women suffer from misogyny. How there are Muslim men who think of women as lesser, how some Muslim women are forced to cover themselves and marry. Because guess what? There is no culture that is exempt from misogyny and sexism, gender discrimination is a problem everywhere. But Islam is not inherently misogynistic, it never has been.
We can talk about how somehow there’s this incredibly untrue idea that Western cultures have “progressed forward, and sexism doesn’t exist here, only in other countries and cultures.”
We can talk about how if people want to help Muslim women, all that is needed is for them to listen to us and follow our lead.
We can talk about how Muslim women and DFAB people do not need white people to save them. We have always been capable of helping ourselves.
There are a lot of conversations to be had about the treatment of Muslim women and DFAB people, if it’s something you want to discuss.
But the thing is? People who talk about how oppressed Muslim women are generally don’t.
You want a deflection from your misogyny, “You think I’m bad! You should see how Muslim girls are treated.” You want an excuse for your Islamophobia, “We need to criticize Islam, they treat women awfully!” You want justification for western imperialism, “These wars are necessary! We need to save the poor girls!”
You don’t care about Muslim women and DFAB people.
Stop pretending like you do.
- Mod S
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Watch: This video is so important — and could even save trans teen lives.
Possessiveness 101
Totally cool: “Hey, do you want to be exclusive?”
Red flag: “No one but me is allowed to touch you.”
Totally cool: “It makes me feel weird when you flirt with other people, can we talk about that?”
Red flag: “If you loved me, you would stop being friends with them. You KNOW it makes me jealous.”
Totally cool: “I hope we’re together forever. I’m so in this for the long haul.”
Red flag: “If you ever left me, I would kill myself.”
Totally cool: “Your mom is really unkind to me, can we try to minimize how often you bring me when you visit her?”
Red flag: “Your mom hates me, you need to stop talking to her. She’s trying to ruin our relationship.”
Totally cool: “I love you so much, oh my god.”
Red flag: “It’s a good thing I love you so much, because no one else would. You’d be alone forever without me.”
Other important red flags to keep in mind: someone who wants to jump into emotional/financial co-dependence very fast (like moving in together right away, or becoming each other’s only confidantes right away) and won’t take no for an answer; someone who tries to minimize how often you leave the house or interact with other people; someone who threatens you or themselves or your family or pets or possessions or financial future; someone who uses guilt to keep you from leaving a relationship.
Very important reminder: You do not need a reason to leave a relationship. Neither does the other person (or people). A relationship is over when one of the people in it says it’s over, period. Obviously it’s kind to take the end of a long relationship seriously, but abusers and manipulators have lost the right to that conversation. Lie if you need to–your safety is much more important than their feelings.
Trust your instincts!
| Dylan Wisniewski | Ollie in LA from his part in Sable. June 2015.
The lady pictured in the wheel chair came up to us when we were down the street at another spot, saying “there’s a place up the street where people skateboard all of the time” so I took a walk with her and she brought me to this spot. I ran back down the street to tell everyone, and within 10 minutes Dylan ollied over this rail. The lady was thrilled and so were we.
Insurances that cover hormones/gender reassignment surgery
Just a quick guide for all you guys and girls having trouble finding the right insurance. It’s incredibly difficult to find insurance that covers sex reassignment surgery, and even when then do, there’s a chance you’ll be denied.
Make sure you guys are informed so you can make the right healthcare decisions!
Aetna: [x] [x] Amerigroup: [x] AHCCCS: Covers T/Estrogen only Blue Cross Anthem: [x] Blue Cross of Massachusetts: [x] Blue Cross Michigan: [x] Blue Cross North Carolina: [x] Blue Cross North Dakota: [x] Blue Cross Rhode Island: [x] Blue Cross Tennessee: [x] Blue Cross Vermont: [x] Blue Shield CA: [x] Care First: [x] Cigna: [x] Emblem Health: [x] Excellus Blue Cross (NY): [x] Group Health Cooperative: [x] Harvard Pilgrim Health Care: [x] Health Net:[x] Health Partners: [x] HighMark: [x] Independence Blue Cross: [x] Medicare: [x] Obamacare: [x] United Healthcare: [x] Wellmark BCBS: [x] Wellpoint/Unicare: [x]
If you have any more, please add them to the list!
'It was 70% people of color.'
chrysalisamidst:
What percentage of the crowd was Hispanic or black?
At least 70%. The Spanish group was the Delightful Ladies. The black group was the Blackwell. There were no leather queens there. There were leather bars for leather people. The majority of people at Stonewall were either drag queens or gay men of color. You could never go to Julius [a nearby bar] unless you were extremely conservative and well dressed. We were never allowed there.
What did the cops do to you once you were busted?
In those days, if you were busted, the first thing they did was shave your head. They’d crop your hair right off. It was to humiliate you.
Hello, I’m Erika and I’m a 21 year old disabled trans lesbian and I’m trying to move to Portland for the long term to escape my abusive family. My family overwhelm me with emotional abuse, trying to suffocate me with the image of who they wish I was, but if I try to be that person, it’s gonna kill me. Being physically disabled, I can’t do physical labor or exercise because it causes unbearable amounts of pain in my body that keep me bedbound if I’m forced into that labor or I do too much exercise. My family would always push me beyond my physical limits and it caused tremendous pain in my body. This, along with my neurodivergence, meant I faced a shitload of ableist abuse and hostile environments from my family never respecting my boundaries or limits. They treat me as a burden to drain of emotional labor and they make a big deal out of the care I need. I’m a trans woman and my family never stops misgendering me, saying a shitload of transmisogynistic jokes, pushing me to be someone I’m not, and a general tidal wave of transmisogyny that is really hard to survive in. It’s really fucked over my mental health, being with them, and I really need a space of my own where my family isn’t violently forcing gender upon me. They never respected me being a lesbian, especially a trans lesbian, and they always guilt-tripped me and tried to force me into some hetero nuclear nightmare, that frankly, I can never be and I don’t want to be forced into that.
One of my family members escalated and physically assaulted me and I’ve seen the same red flags I saw in my physical abuser in another family member. If I can’t escape them permanently, I won’t survive the long term. If I can move elsewhere permanently and cut them out of my life, I’ll finally be able to rebuild my life and grow in ways not dictated by my family. I have quite a few friends in the northwest area of the US so I’m going to try to move to Portland for the long term. Right now, I’m looking for long term housing and a job in Portland and until I have a sustainable source of income, I’m pretty much relying on my savings but if I run out before I have a job, I’m really fucked.
The money here would help tremendously with things like:
A Security Deposit once I find a place
Rent + Utilities so I have somewhere of my own to stay
Groceries + Food so I don’t starve
Clothing so I’m more comfortable and feel less dysphoric and self-hating with my presentation. Also, having warm clothes would be good as most of my clothes are warm weather clothes and I’m in a colder area now. Also, professional clothing for work stuff and interviews once I start doing that.
Medical Stuff, like transitioning, and also figuring out and treating the tremendous pain I deal with on a regular basis, and medications to help me survive mentally and physically.
Public Transportation as I can’t really drive and I need to be able to get around Portland
Furniture so I have somewhere to sleep, put my clothes, and other furniture junk
Household Items
Cellphone bills so I can get off my family’s phone plan and be less reliant on them and not have another source of leverage over me
The endgoal, if my health allows it, is to leave the states and I’ll need money for a plane ticket.
If you donate, I’ll try to get you some goodies:
(message me if you want one of these things after you donate):
If you donate $300, I’ll write a short story for you
If you donate $150, I’ll write an article of your chosen subject matter, whether it’s about current events or theory or whatever
If you donate $100, I’ll write a long poem for you
If you donate $50, I’ll write a short poem for you
If you’re interested, I’m willing to sell naked photos and videos of myself too but privately message me so we can talk about what you’re interested in and the price.
If you’re against systems of power, against systems of oppression, if you support people who’ve been hurt by them, like poor people, trans women, lesbians, disabled people, please help me out by donating, whether that’s a lot or a little, your contribution will help me escape my family permanently and survive.
I’ve met Erika’s grandparents, and they are in fact abusive and rude. They treat her poorly and purposefully misgender her and use her dead name. They don’t care about her well being. They are unbelievably overwhelming and made me uncomfortable, which means that they’ve made Erika way more than uncomfortable.
Please support this very lovable young trans woman in her quest to heal and better her life.
Please donate if you can, I’ve only gotten 8% so far and I need much more for my survival.
My computer’s hard drive also crashed recently so I need money to get a new one for that(That’s going to cost approximately $200) and I’m going to need to afford the rent when I find a place, not to mention other important living costs.
Please help me back on my feet. :/
[R. Kelly] raped a child on camera and was acquitted, and you are making a joke about this nigga pissing on Blue Ivy Carter. And everybody involved thought that this was totally motherfucking fine. Do you really think Amy Poehler would have seen a script that said, ‘Oh, I can’t wait till Violet Affleck is old enough for Bill Cosby to drug her’–like that’s some great thing? Of course not. She would never said that because, first of all, Violet Affleck and every other little White girl is afforded a level of protection and consideration that Black girls are not.
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Ca. 2500 BCE statue eye. Thick Lapis Lazuli beveled to hold the white limestone which forms the eye’s sclera which is drilled to receive the black stone pupil. Sumerian.
An open letter to the Tumblr Staff from the blogger you just screwed over
Okay, staff, I am super freaking pissed about the update and here’s why.
I cannot read your new format.
I’m not trying to be whiny or nitpicky or over-dramatic. I can appreciate that you were attempting to make things look more organised/less confusing/whatever. I also expect the new format is a great improvement for people who have screen readers. That’s great. That’s fine.
I just cannot freaking read this. I have dyslexia, and my dyslexia is set off by pictures, bold, italics, anything that is more “interesting” to my brain than plain, unadorned text.
Like this monstrosity:
Look at it. Just look at it. The pictures get in between the lines of text, there’s distracting colors and pictures everywhere. The names are bolded when they’re really not the most important thing. Looking at this, I see everything except what I’m supposed to see, that cheesy series of puns. (No pun intended.)
You literally couldn’t have made a worse format for me if you’d tried.
The thing is, your format was what made me really like Tumblr in the first place. It was super clear who was writing something new, because look, there was a freaking line pointing right to it. Unless someone started writing in all caps or bold or whatever, all the text in a post had the same amount of emphasis. Finally, SOMETHING ON THE INTERNET I COULD READ.
And now, now I can’t read any of it at all.
So yeah, I’m pissed.
Like, I know that you’re not going to change it back, because you never seem to listen when anyone on your site complains about anything. I’m not sure why I bothered writing this to you guys, given your track record.
But now’s your chance to prove me wrong. Seriously, the least you could do is give us an option here. You’ve still got the old code. Just stick a button somewhere to revert to the old format so I can enjoy my text posts in peace.
Sincerely,
Dyslexic Blogger
SIGNAL BOOST because I really hope Tumblr pays attention to this. I’m sure Miraniel’s not the only Tumblr blogger/reader in this position.
It’s all fine and good to support nicki and reblog stylized versions of the phrase “what’s good, miley,” but let’s not make a joke of nicki. She stood up for herself, she stood up for black women, and she does not need to be ridiculed. You may think you’re being funny when you say you will “go nicki minaj” on someone, but you are actually perpetuating the angry black woman stereotype through using nicki minaj’s reaction to miley’s ignorance as a display of anger rather than what it was, a rejection of a piss poor performer who uses racial injustice to advance her career, and by extension, a rejection of the system which keeps miley in a position of prominence.