A man stands in front of the camera with the caption “A story time from when I was a girl” next to him and trans flags adorning the video.
“Ayo, let me give y’all a story time. You know I’m transgender, I was born a girl I transitioned into a man but let me give y’all a story time from when I was a girl.
So, me and all my stud friends, we getting ready to go to this party we all dressed in all white. One of my friends decided like, ‘Ay y’all, let’s all wear our straps to the party.’ So we all dumb, ‘Aight, bet!’ So, we all wear it to the party.
We get to the party, it’s a basement party, back in the day, you know what I’m saying, so, nobody can really see. So, this girl get to twerking on me, she feeling me, giving me her number, dadadadada (said to mean etc.)
We meet up after the party at her house, me and all my friends. So, we all go into seperate rooms dadadadada. So, we did what we had to do.
So, I ain’t talk to shawty for like, two and a half months and I get a random text from this number like, ‘Yeah, like I been trying to call you and talk to you.’ And I’m like, ‘For what?’ you know what I’m saying, [I’m trying to] ignore you, like, it was a one night thing. She’s like, ‘Yeah, I’m pregnant and it’s your baby dadadadada…’ And I’m like, ‘Shawty, I’m a girl.’ and like, showing her pictures of like, what, me in a sports bra. No, she like ‘No, that’s your sister I’m not stupid I know who I had sex with that night.’
Um, so, to this day I got a child out there. Hey son-”
man. remember early in the pandemic, shortly into the telework phase, when a lot of women started vocalizing “wow, i didnt realize just how much time, energy, and even money i was wasting on dolling myself up for work every damn morning, until i didn’t have to do it anymore. i don’t think i’ll go back to doing that when we return to the office? i won’t be a slob or anything, of course, i’m just not going to go out of my way to look pretty at work" and then,
so many people proceeded to lose every last crumb of their shit about it, writing the most asinine crybaby articles ever where they were just. utterly horrified by the possibility that more and more women might become comfortable looking natural/plain and completely opting out of the expectation to look as appealing as possible at all times, even when all they’re doing is spending all day in a cubicle. that was bonkers. lmao.
some ladies were like “during lockdown, i saw myself in the mirror without makeup much more often, and got used to it, so now i don’t feel as anxious for others to see me without makeup on either. i’m comfortable with the face i have, it’s fine just the way it is”
and some absolute dork ass losers heard this and went “truly, this is the death of femininity”
TERFS who think they’re welcome on my posts: you’re not. the freedom to reject conventional beauty standards should apply to and be shared with trans women as well, moreso, in fact, because trans women are literally held to an even harsher, stricter standard when it comes to rando third parties feeling entitled to meticulous over-performance from them - demanding they put every last possible ounce of resource and effort into altering their appearance just to be seen as acceptable, demanding they “prove” their validity through excessive glamour, to ensure they are not “faking” - and the consequences for a trans woman if she does not flawlessly comply with these demands can be so dire as to be lethal for her.
That should not be the reality these women have to endure! That is a horrifying injustice, and anybody who not only lacks compassion for that, but promotes the ideologies that enable it, is not welcome here. I will not debate with you on the matter. Get lost.
so this post is making the rounds again, but only the version without this very important addition on it, so, as a reminder,
god i’m so tired of everybody’s bad faith interpretations of everything. where’s the trust. where’s the forgiveness. where’s the understanding that most things are complex and most people have many layers. and like the black eyed peas once said. where is the love
i love that motorcycles exist. like i’m genuinely so glad that someone was like “what if bikes were as fast as cars and could turn you into roadkill if you hit a pothole”
what if there was a vehicle so dangerous you had to wear armor to drive it
me, untangling pea vines off each other so I can weave them into the trellis instead: Let go, you codependent little bastards. You’ll find no support from each other. Accept professional help.
A big part of cultivating creative discipline is accepting that you can’t just sit around waiting for inspiration to strike and learning how to write without it, but the other half is learning never to let inspiration go to waste when it does strike.
If you’ve got an idea for something that you’ll never be able to show to anyone else – maybe it’s too personal, maybe it’s too pornographic, maybe it just doesn’t fit your idiom – you should absolutely go ahead and write it anyway.
This isn’t a “write for yourself” thing (and there’s no shame in being uninterested in writing for yourself – art is about communication!): it’s a “building your portfolio” thing. Self-plagiarism is one of the most fundamental skills of any artist, and you never know what random scribble is going to turn up exactly what’s needed for some seemingly unrelated project later on.
Like, it’s not likely that that grotesquely self-indulgent character piece where your fandom crush inexplicably has three dicks will randomly prove to contain the missing ingredient for that novel you’ve been procrastinating on writing, but it can never entirely be ruled out!
this was at the university of waterloo, luckily none of the wounds were fatal, but regardless this is awful
For anyone who’s not aware, the 1989 École Polytechnique massacre was a mass shooting in a Montreal university, perpetrated by a man who was “fighting feminism” by murdering women engineering students. He killed 14 women and injured 14 more before killing himself.
The anniversary of the shooting is commemorated in Canada as the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women. It’s the kind of event that should serve as a cautionary tale forever, that should drive us to ongoing action so that nothing like it ever happens again. Clearly we’re not doing enough.
image id: the image is a tweet by erin reed @ErinInTheMorn. the tweet contains a screenshot of a news headline titled “3 people stabbed in canada university building and police say a person is detained”.
the body of the tweet says “i have been informed that a stabbing occurred today in canada. a young man entered into a gender studies class, asked what was being taught, and proceeded to go on a stabbing spree. it was a sickening action fueled by bigotry pushed by those pedaling [sic] anti-LGBTQ+ panic.” end id
It’s nice seeing the reddit users realize they can relax here. The danger on reddit is trying to guard against a broader community of annoying pedants. But understand that here, the danger is trying to guard against Wandering Savants.
If you fuck up on reddit, you get 1000 people correcting your grammar or w/e. If you fuck up here, you get one really smart weirdo writing a 10,000 word essay intricately disassembling your post with sources.
ALT
