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I think a really really funny idea to pop up in this recent anti-trans hysteria is the idea that someone needs consent to use a public restroom. like so many cis transmisogynists throw around "we don't consent to transgenders using our bathrooms" as if the act of a transgender woman pissing, literally in the privacy of a stall, is tantamount to a violation of someone's body. it's genuinely so beyond ridiculous it boggles the mind. i didn't consent to you pissing in a place where I can't even see you doing it.

girldixieflatline

they use that word deliberately because it evokes imagery of sexual assault tbh, thew view us being there as inherently violating so they describe it as if the violence has already happened.

i didnt consent to sharing a restroom with you. i didnt consent to seeing you exist in public. i don't consent to this fact of life and the fact you couldnt feasibly get me to consent to it means YOU are a predator now.

theconcealedweapon

You see this a lot with bigots. They take a boundary that would make sense for access to one's own body or one's personal property and try to apply it to access to people in general or public places.

You don't want someone in your house? That's fine. Your house is your personal property. You decide who's welcome there. You don't want someone in the country? Fuck off. The country is a public place, not your personal property.

You don't want to have sex with someone? That's fine. It's your body. You decide who has access to it. You don't want them having sex with others either, even when those others consent and there's no power imbalance? Fuck off. You don't get to decide what others do just because they don't fit your personal tastes.

justryingtovibe69

sandmandaddy69

get-thee-to-a-shrubbery

cleanedupcorporationprogress

boothyghost

all-save-challenge

I love this post especially the rat part

going on me feed

trolleybusaberrations

what do you mean there are exactly zero rats i. this post

bingle-official

primordialsoupvendor

shower-thoughts-last-responder

definitely-not-a-plant

spectroacha

DOES IT NOT STOP

vexwerewolf

theo-the-cat-guy

That was an opossum not a possum they are DIFFERENT ANIMALS

segamascott

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literary-sparks

“Why don’t you use ai” idk man beyond the obvious environmental and “this machine causes psychosis and encourages people to kill themselves” thing I think asking the equivalent of a solid D student who is also a pathological liar if they can answer my question/do the work for me seems pretty fucking stupid

assiraphales

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

rederiswrites

Just watched Adam Conover (of Adam Ruins Everything) make such a solid point that I think we should spread far and wide. Yes, having AI write your emails is lazy, sure, but people love being lazy. We need to really emphasize that sending AI emails (or using AI responses on social media, or publishing AI flyers, or or or) is rude.

It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.

It's rude.

dragon-in-a-fez

one of the funniest conversations I ever had with my ex was when they were still getting used to Celsius and asked me "what's 20 degrees?" and instead of converting it, I said "it's the highest your dad will ever let you set the thermostat and when you say you're cold he tells you to put on another sweater, we're not made of money" and they went "oh, 68"

the fact that this reference was that fucking precise was something they went on to tell people about for years.

depsidase

orcbara

i know most leftists agree that everybody should have a right to food, water, shelter, and healthcare but i think a vitally important fifth pillar is privacy. people should not be compelled to be tracked, monitored, or to share personal space with others to access their other essential rights

lyinginbedmon

"If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear" is and always has been fascist rhetoric everyone.

swiftrunnerfelidae

every so often I remember when they crashed a train into a nuclear waste storage container, on purpose, to demonstrate how durable they were, and the storage container didn't lose any measurable containment whatsoever.

meanwhile, coal power plants can spray radioactive coal ash willy-nilly into the atmosphere all day and all night, but noooo, it's nuclear power that's the scary bad polluter.

waitingforthet

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biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.

I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.

Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.