So a friend of mine just informed me that the gender neutral honorific Mx. is pronounced as “mix”. Do you know what this means? It means that you can refer to Sir Mix-a-lot as Mx. Mix-a-lot. You’re welcome.
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So a friend of mine just informed me that the gender neutral honorific Mx. is pronounced as “mix”. Do you know what this means? It means that you can refer to Sir Mix-a-lot as Mx. Mix-a-lot. You’re welcome.
So my friend Hoob and I were at this poetry thing last night, and we were introducing ourselves to some folks there. It hadn’t really occurred to me how strange his name must seem to others; I have another friend whom most refer to as Hoobie, so when I first met him, I just assumed it was spelled similarly. So he’s shaking hands with people and introducing himself, and literally every introduction was the same.
Stranger: Hi, I’m [insert average name here].
Him: Nice to meet you, I’m Hoob.
Stranger: Who?
Him: Hoob.
Stranger: Hoob?
Him: Hoob.
Stranger: Hoob.
Him: Yeah. H-O-O-B.
I just couldn’t help but stand there and marvel at this phenomenon. He was actually getting a kick out of it, and the more I paid attention to these conversations, the more I understood that he genuinely enjoyed fucking with these people.
You are a walking, talking representative of the things you believe. Change hearts and minds by your presence and by being yourself.
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it’s so amazing to see how many pansexual genderfluids there are on here like wow hi I want to know all of you people you guys rock
but like the thing that pisses me off the most about the Harry Potter films is that the costume designers just didn't give a single fuck about the accuracy of the era’s wardrobe until the last five goddamn minutes of the last goddamn movie when they gave Albus that douchey ass Justin Beiber haircut like seriously wtf guys you could at least add in some bucket hats and jellies christ
I'm super glad that tumblr is being active in the fight for internet freedom, but you can't just ask a site full of anxiety-stricken no-lifers to CALL our representatives. I'm almost certain that 99% of us clicked the "email them instead" button. It's gonna take me another 2 and a half hours to pry myself away from Netflix and build up the courage to actually make a goddamn phone call. I can't do that shit on the spot, I haven't even had my panicking fit or "I can do this" inner monologue yet.
Quick reminder:
Think before you post/reblog anything that hinders progress towards a future where we can acknowledge differences in people's skin color without making judgments based upon them. If a white person says "hey I've got this really great idea that'll bring everyone close together and will fight racism" don't stand up and shout "sit down whitey!" and ignore them. K? K. c:
—Your friendly neighborhood racial rainbow
You ever just wake up and immediately know that today would be an inexplicably horrific dysphoric day? Oh, today is one of those days. Shapeless sweater and straight-legged jeans, pls.