(If anyone's wondering what I do nowadays-- I got a job at the Fedora Bureau of Investigation...)
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@transhats-blog
(If anyone's wondering what I do nowadays-- I got a job at the Fedora Bureau of Investigation...)
The End of Transhats
Really, this ended a few months ago when I stopped posting, but I'm officially ending this now. Full disclaimer: I'm not really a hat. I don't even identify with identity politics.
I started this blog as a spoof of cryptospoof Transcats. I even copied over her blog description and changed the word 'cat' to 'hat', and with a bit more humour injected. It all started when I said 'Hah! Transcats! What if there was a Transhats!' Thus this rather silly blog was born.
Most genuine otherkin I've seen online seem like nice, friendly people and I never intended to make fun of them. Ridiculing other people's beliefs isn't conducive to friendship and understanding.
Most of my funnier posts were funny because I was talking from a completely absurd and fictitious perspective with enough earnestness such that some people were mislead (much to my impish delight).
Obviously the name 'transhats' came from 'transcats' and was not meant in anyway to denigrate any trans* people.
I think we can all take ourselves too seriously. When you're coming of age it's easy to be gripped with doubts and it is tempting to latch on to certainties, to coat yourself in labels to pin down and make sense of your mutable essence. And so we then play-act the roles that we have been assigned or we have reassigned for ourselves. You may be play-acting the otherkin teen, the heterosexual playboy, or the misunderstood vagabond. But play-acting is still acting and our actions define what we really are. You are otherkin if you act otherkin, just as I am a disaffected intellectual if I disaffect and intellectualise.
I'll let people respond to this first and then I'm shutting things down.
Glorious.
wow I have never seen a worse hat
It is certainly... unique.
stop for a minute and realize you are a 10lb brain piloting a slab of meat
No. No. No. You are not your brain.
we are just shaped forms of meat with chemicals making us feel things and it fucking sucks
Don’t succumb to such banal scientism! We are waves of perceiving, experiencing a phenomenal realm fundamentally irreducible...
Hats can be people too! Quit your cocklaphobia!
we are just shaped forms of meat with chemicals making us feel things and it fucking sucks
Don’t succumb to such banal scientism! We are waves of perceiving, experiencing a phenomenal realm fundamentally irreducible to facts of chemicals or flesh. Don’t get lost among the pointer readings: we are greater than the narrow descriptions of our parts!
That’s the definition of an emergent system, though.
Certainly a person emerges out of smaller parts but the person isn't just those parts. We are not just meat and chemicals: that's like saying a novel is just pulped wood and ink.
we are just shaped forms of meat with chemicals making us feel things and it fucking sucks
Don’t succumb to such banal scientism! We are waves of perceiving, experiencing a phenomenal realm fundamentally irreducible to facts of chemicals or flesh. Don’t get lost among the pointer readings: we are greater than the narrow descriptions of our parts!
no we r bunches of meat soaked in chemicals
That is a narrow description of what a human is (about as useful as 'hairless biped') but it is not what you are.
Look about you, you are feeling and experience a panoply of sensation and all those colours, sounds, thoughts and feels that make up your experience of being cannot be reduced to or encompassed by any mechanistic talk of hormones or neurons or what have you. The great sin of the modern age is to trick people into forgetting their personhood.
we are just shaped forms of meat with chemicals making us feel things and it fucking sucks
Don't succumb to such banal scientism! We are waves of perceiving, experiencing a phenomenal realm fundamentally irreducible to facts of chemicals or flesh. Don't get lost among the pointer readings: we are greater than the narrow descriptions of our parts!
Lifetime ambition: bring out a range of hats for marsupials.
Cap
1920s
Whitaker Auctions
She looks like a butterfly (in all their alien insectoid glory).
HA! VICTORY!
So, my school doesn’t allow hats at ALL, but I just e-mailed the district and they told me that the school HAS to make provisions for people with hair-loss issues to wear hats.
So I am going to go to the principal tomorrow and explain…wish me luck…
Woo! There is no good reason for any institution to be denying people the right to wear hats.
Hat
1910
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
Keeping hats that no one wears anymore in a museum is like opening up a crypt for visitors.
#selenagomez #hats #fashion #cute #beautiful #adorable #fashion #hair #love #want
Baby blue isn't Selena's colour though it must be nice to be famous enough for people to photoset you in different hats.
Stoically, the hats gaze down upon the achingly modern apartment.
ad seen last weekend on subway. is this statement true?
No truer words could you possibly find in all the subways in all the world.
Ugh, wearing a Starbucks hat is like getting a logo tattooed to your face.
A hat can only function as a window into your soul if you retain your soul.