Western Bobcat (Lynx rufus ssp. fasciatus)
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Western Bobcat (Lynx rufus ssp. fasciatus)
Observed by lejohand, CC BY-NC
If i was a cop i would be drinking in my cruiser all day. #protectandswerve
THE FORTUNE TELLING COAT OF PROPHECY
transtrauma woketrauma and commietrauma
Good thing i have a wednesday to thursday transformation fetish
Every Pride Month Iām once again struck by the ridiculousness of the āmarriage is between a man and a woman, as (the Christian) God intendedā and similar āmarriage is a (somehow a solely) Christian institutionā rhetoric. Your God did not invent marriage. Your God was late to the scene on the whole marriage thing. It existed long before the Old Testament, even. Which is not to say that marriage as a Christian rite (which was a later historical construct) is not valid, I believe everyone has a right to practice their religious beliefs surrounding marriage but, again, most religions and societies have some concept of marriage and your idea of Christian marriage entered the game way later than some of these.
The concept of marriage in American society is a legal construct, not a religious one.
(Also, side note, Christian marriage being between āone man and one womanā is controversial even in Christian theological debate because polygyny is never definitively condemned in the text. They only decided on the one man and one woman thing in 673 and not everyone agreed.)
went to the store & got boxers + basic skincare shit (i don't buy anything expensive or girly i just need to not have the worst acne known to man 24/7) + a new shower cap since my old one's elastic band was falling apart. life can be so awesome when you have a job & money
resurrected dead wife watching her own montage: wow I looked so hot in that
the Leather Archives & Museum in chicago is remodeling and they posted a pic of some of their bathroom graffiti before they presumably tear it down/paint over it and
replying to mutuals vent posts like this
everytime i want something i should be shot in the head
wanting to get shot in the head for wanting something is also wanting
An Indulgent Rant After a Frustrating Meeting
I've been doing this for sixteen years. I've seen with my eyes that giving people art, letting art move, letting stories breathe, allowing them to travel: it changes people. Those stories go places and lodge in people's hearts in ways you can't predict. That can't happen if you keep it all close to the chest, behind a paywall, locked in bureaucracy. It can't happen if you're afraid. If you operate from a place of ownership and grasping and the fear that there might be money left on the table. We want a piece of this, they say. We want to make sure we get our share. You wouldn't have made this without us. True. Of course. But who will move the story? Who will connect with the audience? Is it you? I don't think so. That's why you hired me. If you give someone something freely with intention, it carries gratitude in it like a seed. It's nonlinear. I've been saying this for years.
The "money left on the table" isn't thousands, or even hundreds. Often it's a loss! I pay to print comics to put out into the world because they will go places I can't. People will find their way back to me. If my life changed because of one college student's weird photocopied tall ship-themed zine I found in a bookstore in 2005, who knows where my work will go and what it will do.
It infuriates me to run up against this mentality because it is so hard to share anything in the world today. It is so hard to get stories into the hands of people who need them. You have to give everything a fighting chanceāprint it out, leave it in the library, share it on social media, post it on your blog. Yes, publish it. Put it in a book. Put that book up for sale. Of course. Of course. I want to eat. I'm not a fool. But if people don't find the story, they won't want to buy the book. That's how it works.
I'm tired of working in a system that operates on that fear. It feels juvenile. "What if someone steals my idea?" "What if someone reads my work and doesn't pay me for the privilege?" GREAT. SOMEONE HAS READ MY WORK.
I don't know how to sit in the seat of this power while also championing the fact that artists must be paid. Our work has value, but much of that value is slantwise. It doesn't come in linear channels. So yes, pay me, but also trust me. Trust that I know what I'm doing. Trust that art moves in mysterious ways. Trust in the story. If it is good and true, people will value it. They will bring that value back to you.
everytime i wear an outfit like this i think about this tweet