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the bitemarks leaving cuddler would like to kiss you in many places very safe no chomps
today is the ten year anniversary of the Pulse Nightclub shooting. a full decade ago, i lost a friend and a coworker. i was lucky. i had friends that lost several people. today, please remember and fight for all those that have died to live the life they should have been free to. i'll always remember you, Cory.
Have you ever been mistaken for a transgender person of a different gender IRL?
I am a transgender woman, and I have been mistaken for a transgender man IRL
I am a transgender woman, and I have NOT been mistaken for a transgender man IRL
I am a transgender man, and I have been mistaken for a transgender woman IRL
I am a transgender man, and I have NOT been mistaken for a transgender woman IRL
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Cisgender
The party says it wants to put African and Caribbean countries "on notice" after a vote at the UN last month.
i should be allowed to rip white english people apart with my teeth
GO HERE NOW AND YOU BETTER FUCKING REBLOG.
READ BRITAIN'S BLACK DEBT.
READ HOW BRITAIN UNDERDEVELOPED THE CARIBBEAN.
LOOK AT US.
Today in australia they started senate hearings on the bill the government hopes will make enough disabled people die or disappear to make us all less irritatingly expensive for them. We had two weeks to submit feedback on over 400 pages of complicated legal terms. They don't care what we have to say and they don’t care that this will kill people and disenfranchise disabled people across the country.
There are 760,000 Australians on the National Disability Insurance Scheme, the system that - if they feel like it and your personalised plan says you get to have it - provides funding for everything from personal hygiene care to support workers to therapies to assistive technology. It's already very hard for disabled people to get on the NDIS, regardless of your disability. It's near impossible to access most support and equipment without being on the NDIS. And the government has announced that they want that number to drop to 600,000 in four years. 160,000 of us cut off the Scheme - and countless more denied access. This will cause deaths. People will die and people will suffer because there is no safety net. The NDIS is the only option for most of us. Even private health insurance doesn't cover most of these things. Nobody will swoop in to save us.
The bill wants to give the (non disabled!) NDIS minister basically unlimited power to cut our funding. They're already planning what they'd do with that power. What rights they'll strip from us. What dignity and freedom they'll remove to make their budget look better.
The bill wants to force people to try every treatment out there before they're allowed to be on the NDIS. Including if the treatment is literally impossible to access. There’s a lot of us living in regional areas or out bush who can't just pop to the capital cities for specialists. This will especially hurt disabled First Nations people in regional and remote communities, who already experience limited access to healthcare.
If you're australian and worried, the ABC did a good breakdown of the proposed changes.
I know australia stuff doesn't really pop up on the radar on this site, but I want everyone to know what's going on. What we're fighting for here. Your australian disabled friends might be NDIS participants fearing for their life, rights, and freedom. They might not be a participant and afraid these changes mean they never will have access. We deserve better. The government built a system with no backup plan, and now they want hundreds of thousands of disabled people to pay the price for their bad planning.
Sorry we're too expensive to have rights, I guess.
Hooooooo my fucking god
A weasel from the 1175 Bestiary.
According to the text, weasels are skilled at medicine and give birth by mouth. So that's cool.
issue with being mentally and physically ill and/or broke is that all you ever do is survive and that sounds like enough on the face of it but it is very normal to want and even need more than that. and it feels almost dismissive to pretend like there’s not a lot of grief associated with the experience. because there just is
smug ass reimu who produces kirbies
all maids know is fish, gun, skateboarding, they dont even do housework anymore
I Sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter was one of the best works of sci-fi of our generation and one of the best works of transgender fiction ever written, and there are world renowned authors who still have successful careers after they publicly assassinated the nascent woman who wrote it. I don't think they should ever know peace.
Isabel Fall is the patron saint of works unwritten and art unmade by a culture that cannot tolerate trans women
I think this constantly and then I get angry for thinking it, because trans women should not have to be martyrs or saints to animate our politics and our art. that work should have been her debut, not her epitaph. I should be moved by her career, not her absence. I could spit.
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me and my band of dumbshits on our fuck machines
She'd been with the Valkyries for six months. In the aftermath of the defense of Neyant Scraptown, once the infantry had finished sweeping the plaza and the big radial streets for mines, stay-behind drones, and wounded Feds, Hesper leaned against a wall and considered herself, for the moment, safe.
Then the merc pilot she'd later learn was called Dieciséis had popped her cockpit, descended from her mech like a vengeful angel on a dropline, got in her face, close enough to see the sweat beaded on the pilot's short spikes of hair, close enough to smell musty cockpit stink and fresh exertion, blended with the faintest incongruous hint of rose perfume. She'd thought, this was it, I fouled her line of sight or committed some other sin in battle, now things are quiet she's going to settle my account. At least the woman who killed me is gorgeous.
"Hey, militia girl," the pilot had said. "I had half an eye on you. You did okay out there — for small moon talent. Want to learn to handle a bigger gun?"
Days in the simulator, that voice purring instructions in her ear, hours in the Yurukuma Arashi stomping around cones and crates in Bay 4 and learning not to fall on her ass when she fired a simulated rail rifle. Dieciséis laughed the first time. Less the second. There wasn't a third.
Then they put her on the line. Six deployments that turned out to be drills, two tense standoffs, five real skirmishes, and one multi-day bloody mess later. Hesper was finally starting to feel like a Valkyrie and not just Dieciséis's pet. Except:
"All this," she swept a hand across the gym locker room, "really makes a girl feel inadequate."
"Shut the fuck up," Violet told her. The small femme had a nasty mouth, out of the cockpit or in it. "You don't get to save my ass like you did on Atosa and talk shit about yourself."
"You don't get it, V," she sighed. "They're all real women."
"You busting into that formation with a plasma lance felt pretty fucking real to me. Felt the charge from that goddamn thing in my skeleton. Saw that Fed vanguard armor pinning me down go off like the devil was making popcorn…"
With the gymnastic precision of someone who piloted a close-quarters urban assault mech for a living, Violet dropped her towel, spun close under Hesper's guard, and put a finger to Hesper's chin, tilting the taller woman's head up. "Spit it out. Tell me what's rattling around your skull."
"Well," Hesper stammered, blushing, "Everyone in the unit is so fit, and pretty, and friendly… but they're my competition! H-how's a girl supposed to get any attention from the Commander? He's so… uh… smart… and uh… quiet… and… tactical…? and basically the only guy…"
"Oh. Yeah. That's fucking tough. But it's important that you try, because he's really…" The puzzled Violet closed her eyes, furrowed her brow. "mysterious… and uh… strategically… male…"
It was then, watching her incredibly attractive and emotionally involved and also naked close friend and roommate Violet try to conceive of how the allegedly useful Commander's vague masculinity was relevant to anyone in the blatantly sapphic stew of her mercenary company, that Hesper looked in a direction she hadn't realized existed. There was a pane of glass at the side of the world. There was a coin floating near an edge, and a gem, numbers next to them. Icons on another edge. And stabbing towards the glass was the finger of what could only be the devil himself. □
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"it would be so good if it was good" will haunt you but "it's extremely good, except for the one or two parts which are so bad it's genuinely kind of insulting" will straight up drive you insane
one has you making posts like "okay but if the author UNDERSTOOD the POLITICAL IMPLICATIONS of the story they were telling, and leaned into it, it would actually be a really interesting exploration of..."
the other has you pacing your bedroom at one in the morning going "why. why would you ever in a million years do it like that. genuinely what possible thought process was involved. was the writer possessed by a fucking ghost or something."
"it's just growing pains" -> "you're too young for that to hurt that bad" -> "you just need to get in better shape" -> "welcome to being old, everyone is in pain"
I’m watching that documentary “Before Stonewall” about gay history pre-1969, and uncovered something which I think is interesting.
The documentary includes a brief clip of a 1954 televised newscast about the rise of homosexuality. The host of the program interviewed psychologists, a police officer, and one “known homosexual”. The “known homosexual” is 22 years old. He identifies himself as Curtis White, which is a pseudonym; his name is actually Dale Olson.
So I tracked down the newscast. According to what I can find, Dale Olson may have been the first gay man to appear openly on television and defend his sexual orientation. He explains that there’s nothing wrong with him mentally and he’s never been arrested. When asked whether he’d take a cure if it existed, he says no. When asked whether his family knows he’s gay, he says that they didn’t up until tonight, but he guesses they’re going to find out, and he’ll probably be fired from his job as well. So of course the host is like …why are you doing this interview then? and Dale Olson, cool as cucumber pie, says “I think that this way I can be a little useful to someone besides myself.”
1954. 22 years old. Balls of pure titanium.
Despite the pseudonym, Dale’s boss did indeed recognize him from the TV program, and he was promptly fired the next day. He wrote into ONE magazine six months later to reassure readers that he had gotten a new job at a higher salary.
Curious about what became of him, I looked into his life a little further. It turns out that he ultimately became a very successful publicity agent. He promoted the Rocky movies and Superman. Not only that, but get this: Dale represented Rock Hudson, and he was the person who convinced him to disclose that he had AIDS! He wrote the statement Rock read. And as we know, Rock Hudson’s disclosure had a very significant effect on the national conversation about AIDS in the U.S.
It appears that no one has made the connection between Dale Olson the publicity agent instrumental in the AIDS debate and Dale Olson the 22-year-old first openly gay man on TV. So I thought I’d make it. For Pride month, an unsung gay hero.
RATING: RELIABLE
you can listen to the clip of the 1954 interview here and find him on wikipedia here