Is my favorite holiday, but also bothers me, solely based upon the fact that it does little to acknowledge trans* women throughout history. I think a bold and much warrented move would be renaming this holiday to Women’s Revolt Against the Patriarchy day, or something similar, any thoughts?
when will white people quit calling their fumbling, cissexist/racist/sexist attempts at humor “satire?”
Agreed! And they always try to deflect and blame POC instead! For instance, when Snoop Dogg released the song ‘Can you control ya hoe?’ some of them even had the nerve to call him and his music exist. What a stupid lie!
As a white person, if I am getting into line at Walmart (ect). and a person of color is approaching the line as well I believe the right thing to do is to let them get in front of me. Even if I am a bit closer to start with, I make sure never to stand in front of them as I know this behavior subconsciously perpetuates racism.
I feel that simple gestures like this are the least I can do to make up for hundreds of years of oppression my ancestors have put POC through. I suggest all white people do the same.
New Years Resolution: Stand up and pee at a urinal for the first time in my life as a Trans-man.
I’ve been thinking about the definition of ‘easy’ and what it means to me. And I’ve come to a whole nother explanation that I will reffer to more frequently from now on. Instead of someone being ‘easy’ as in having a liberated sex life that bothers sexists, I’ll from now on only reffer to people who make jokes on account of oppressed groups of people as ‘easy’. It’s just too easy to mock and degrade people who already are mocked and degraded.
You go (I would have said girl, but I am not out of respect of your preferred gender pronouns)!!
At the advice of Tumblr, I came out to my boyfriend as genderqueer today. I got him to turn the TV off while I explained my LGBTQ status to him. He proceded to laugh and turn the TV back on. Update: He’s now refusing to call me by the correct gender pronouns.
I also came out to my grandmother today. She’s from the older generation and a devout Catholic, but we’re very close so I figured she of all people would understand. She replied “Then why are you with a man?” even going as far as to laugh and call me a ‘goofball’.
I’ve never felt so confused, misunderstood, and hurt.