#bros fall back

[rienfleche]

Rebellion doesn't depend on a cohesive slogan, or an ideological movement with a firm foundation, or a feminist contingent with an ally auxiliary on deck. Rape culture, white supremacy, and patriarchy are real—you can count on being silenced and having your space invaded on the regular. What counts when shit gets real is how the people around you behave.

[dts:BFB]

[magicalgrrrlgear]

WIP vest. bros fall back

[pleaseconfirm-blog]

this outfit was so beyond 

also i think this image of vanquishing the little brother with magic powers left a deep impression on me in my formative years 

like i literally did this to someone at a bar the other night, sans kick

[mekarska]

Brief reminder:

if what you mean is trans women, don't say "LGBTQ".

if what you mean is trans women, don't say "queer"

if what you mean is trans women, don't say "trans people" or "trans* people"

if what you mean is trans women, don't say "gender non-conforming people"

just say "trans women" (or maybe "trans feminine people").

if two trans women are attacked in your neighborhood, that is not "anti-LGBTQ violence" or "anti-trans* violence", that is violence against trans women.

we don't need watered down coalitions to do politics.

[gasattendant-blog]

Last Night: Keeping the Peace and Drunken Shirtless Dudebros

So, last night at a show in West Philly some drunken shirtless bro was falling all over everyone, and making everyone have a bad time. Myself and a few other cool kids were trying to keep the peace, and build more of a wall of people stop that. Mostly because the band had said a number of times to try to BE CAREFUL and not hurt them, or anyone else. This kid was NOT LISTENING. So, every time he fell towards the front and pushed everyone. I pushed him to the back. I guess in his drunken stupor he realizes it was the kid with the ~RAINBOW SUSPENDERS~ pushing on him. Like he's going to be pissed at me for pushing him backwards, when he's knocking everyone else over, and making it so no one can dance? Come the fuck on. So, he apparently was trying to fight me? I gave him hand motions and mouthed the words, "Calm Down." I moved closer to up front. After the band said there will be NO FIGHTS or MACHO BULLSHIT going down the guy said something like "OH WAIT UNTIL AFTER THE SHOW." Which I didn't hear. And a kid comes up to me and says, "Oh. I got your back man!" to which I reply "Got my back for what? No. I don't fight people. That's not happening."

Eventually that kid who said he got my back, I think, told the person running the show, and a few people escorted the guy out. The drunk guy didn't even know the name of the band, and he went outside after people escorted him. But I guess he was actually waiting for me? I went with my friends outside to my car, and he, or I guess some of his friends called me a "pussy." Obviously these are some very upstanding citizens of the punk community. And then some kids go, "Oh, they're talking shit on you. They said the kid with the suspenders." To which I reply "Suspenders? What kid with suspenders?" as I take them off and put them in my car. Then I turned to my friends and said, "Lets get the fuck out of here. Now." I had some really severe fight or flight going on. And my mind was telling me get the fuck out of there.

So, the moral of this story is I'm buying a can of mace, because now I'm afraid that I'll see this idiot, or one of his friends again. And I just wanted to say thanks to all the queer and cool kids at the show who actively protected me, and were shaming that dude for being a macho drunk dickhead. You are my heroes. You give me hope that we can make the scene a better place for everyone, and not a breeding ground for drunken shirtless dudebros.

[freudianlisp]

[northerngospel]

The mythology of being young in the United States includes passage through spaces where the rules of “real” life don’t apply. College works as one of the most common and reliable of these. It’s the place you’re expected to go as soon as you become an adult, a place where sex and drugs are suddenly accessible. Now that fewer and fewer college degrees supply any guarantee of a career, school has become a way for many young people to buy themselves time. If you don’t know what you want to do with your life (and if you’re the type who’s expected to go to college, what you choose to do for a living is both permanent and of the utmost importance), college is a place where you can take time to figure it out. It’s also the place where you “find” yourself, a process that often involves physical extremes of sleep deprivation and intoxication. Music festivals, especially the big ones, work similarly to suspend the rules. They’re self-contained environments populated by young people that typically cost a hell of a lot to get into . . . UChicago, whose death rate over the past decades far exceeds SXSW’s, sometimes feels like it’s constantly at the boiling point.

http://consequenceofsound.net/aux-out/throwing-punches-at-the-frankie-cosmos-show/

[todoscaeran-blog]

Required reading.