I don’t know if it’s because of my brain or just a habit formed, but I have so much trouble putting tasks in order and doing them. I know everything that goes into “cleaning a room” or “mailing a letter” but I can sometimes just sit and think about the steps involved for so long without getting to the first one. But on Monday I pretended people were coming over, and it made cleaning the house SO MUCH EASIER. Today I was having trouble getting dressed, so I said to myself, self! Pretend it is your first day at Hogwarts and put some clothes on. Pretending: amazing life skill!
Also right after I got dressed I spilled water all over myself because hufflepuff
Picture[Background — a six piece pie style colour split, alternating purple and green. Foreground — a picture of a fox. Top text: “Get drunk and yell about racism in the social sciences.” Bottom text: “No fun at parties.]
Today I spent too much time looking at Hufflepuff related things on the internet. A friend of mine recommended this Hogwarts Houses humor video by Second City to me a few weeks ago, and the joke is, of course, that Hufflepuffs are slow/mediocre/whatever.
And - ok - listen. I know it’s not perfect, but one of the things that keeps Harry Potter so close to my heart is the overarching theme that inequality is not a natural occurrence based on an inherent difference of talent or worth. Inequality in all forms is unjust. Differences do not, in and of themselves, build a hierarchy. Prejudice builds a hierarchy. Evil builds a hierarchy. And evil doesn’t just live in one big scary snake-faced bad guy. The people you live with, learn from, the people you love and trust, have an investment in this hierarchy, too. (edit: I could be remembering this wrong: I’m thinking specifically Harry learning that goblins and elves at one time used wands, until wizards decided against it. That blew me away. It was a children’s book character learning about an erased history of oppression.)
Anyway, I’m getting off topic. Hufflepuff. I consider myself a person who does not have a lot of natural talent, ambition, or courage. I think of myself as a person with a big heart, who loves, values kindness, and who tries very hard. These things are good personality traits, but are not considered skills. I cannot get a job with these. I cannot get into a fancy school with these. In a competitive culture, yes: I’m mediocre. I’m not a genius or a star or a warrior. I’m just ok.
Hufflepuff house is so dear to my heart. The fact that Hufflepuff is part of this universe that means so much to me and so many others makes me feel valuable for being exactly what I am. My heart is enough. Hufflepuff is JK Rowling saying, yes, there is a place in the world for me, an equal place.
So I had been watching Buffy in order as part of my self-appointed therapy, right? But I only own seasons 1,2,3,4 & 6. (I had season five bootlegs for a while, but they’re all lost or damaged at this point, and the friend that burned them for me probably wouldn’t do that again right now).
But there are five episodes of season one of Angel up on Hulu at any given time, so I thought: hey! I will watch this until I borrow season five from someone because I’m right around where it starts in the timeline. And I’ve never seen Angel, so I probably should! What could be wrong with this plan
The answer being do not watch this show while emotionally fragile oh god
I don’t consider myself racist but I have to agree to a certain extent with this person, because throughout my high school years I had to read so many stories about…
[warning: racism & slurs] Uuuugh I cannot even handle my shit when I hear about students who are annoyed because they have to read about oppression. My partner told me once that after reading Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee, the majority of his high school class didn’t like it because they felt it was designed to make them feel guilty and anyway it probably wasn’t that bad or whatever. I had a classmate who said our 11th grade US history teacher was “obsessed with colored people”. These folks are annoyed because racism is over so why are we talking about it and can’t we learn about something happy.
Whitey you just managed to make centuries of injustice and violence all about your feelings; congratulations you are super racist.
(picture snipped: a thin white woman with white hair in a white and pink corset and bunny ears wraps her arms around an unconscious Batman. A pink smoke/glitter forms a heart behind her.)
…what the fuck is this
I mean, I get that it’s a new Batman villain, and that she’s some kind of sexy lady, and that her name is The White Rabbit, and she wears bunny ears and some kind of corset/underpants, and she’s a reference to Alice In Wonderland. Let me tell you: sexy lady Alice In Wonderland motifs? A white woman with giant breasts in a corset and bunny ears? A female villain whose tantalizing sexuality is part of her evil power/demeanor of evil? DC is breaking radical new ground here.
I kind of want to go to Baltimore Comiccon and harrass the people at the DC panel about this. Like, really? This is the best they can come up with to save their dying company? No wonder sales are tanking if this is the level of creativity at DC today.
>New villain is a Playboy Bunny
Oh. I also enjoy she has her ass out, is CODDLING BATMAN who I assume she just beat up, and looking all submissive and sex and gazing at the viewer like she really IS on the cover of Playboy. Of course, if she were a male villain, she’d actually, you know, look domineering and dominating and intimidating, and not like a fucking pinup girl.
I swear, this looks like one of those parodies of female villains/heroes, BUT NO, IT’S FUCKING REAL.
On top of all that, with the Batman verse, look; We already have Catwoman, a sexy lady; Poison Ivy, oh look another sexy lady; And Harley, yet another sexy lady who is now even MORE over-sexualized in the revamp. Seriously, what’s with all the fucking corsets?
Oh, and also; An Alice In Wonderland motif? Really?
The combination of the collar, the zipper up her breasts, and the corset says ‘Choking danger’ to me.
Yeah, I can’t even fathom what the function is of the zipper that goes up past her corset. And I concur about the posing and expression - it reminds me of Jess Fink’s post on the sexualization of superheros/villains. This cover gives the impression that the story within is 100% sex and 0% crimefighting.
Things I Would Like But Totally Can't Afford (8/8)
Taize-orange curtains, as much of an odd materialist displacement of meaning that is. Since the annual pilgramage of the local group came and went, I haven’t consciously thought much about the fact that this is the first year in five that I haven’t gone. I have been having dreams, though.
So I’ll just get right to it: I am out of food money, and out of hormones (thankfully, I still have spiro), so… yep, this is another beg-for-donations post. :/ I will be really grateful to everyone who helps.
Thanks to everyone who’s helped so far; you really helped a lot! But alas, I still don’t have hormone money, so please help if you can.
A cisgender man most famous for his role in Doctor Who, Matt Smith, has made a surprise appearance in a highly acclaimed “immersive” theatre production based on the TV show.
Smith appeared in character in front of 25 fans aged 9-12 at a performance of The Crash of the Elysium at the Manchester International Festival, after implicit screening to ensure that the parents were comfortable with their children being around a cissexual.
The show puts the audience at the heart of a Doctor Who adventure and are told it is up to them to save the world.
Smith, who never transitioned and has non-surgically altered genitals similar to those of a pre-operative trans woman, is normally seen on screens but appeared in person on Friday.
The Crash of the Elysium, created by theatre company Punchdrunk, has earned a series of five-star reviews in national newspapers.
The audience members, some of whom may be cisgender themselves, are told to wear chemical decontamination suits as they are led through a series of rooms by actors dressed as soldiers, looking for clues and being chased by the Doctor’s enemies, the Beendols, who wish to destroy the Doctor for upholding binary gender after his courageous decision to not transition.
Smith said the show was “a marriage made in creative space heaven”.
"I’ve always watched Punchdrunk shows and marvelled at their inventiveness and individuality," he said as he stroked his chin, where traces of facial hair were just becoming visible.
"Put that together with Doctor Who and there is a wonderful template to tell unique stories in unique ways. The Doctor would definitely approve."
The Crash of the Elysium is one of the highlights of the Manchester International Festival, which ends on Sunday and also involves new works by Victoria Wood, Damon Albarn and Marina Abramovic.
There’s no more poignant symbol of American childhood than the lemonade stand, evocative of long, lazy summer days and pie-in-the-sky entrepreneurial dreams.
It inevitably was a subject for a Norman Rockwell print, with a…
That is just so royally fucked up.
I do have to ask how exactly we’d expect them to respond if there were, say, an e. coli outbreak from one of their lemonade stands. Unfortunately advertising yourself as a food service stand and being completely uninspected is a recipe for being shut down — and I’d rather make 4-year-olds cry than set a precedent where businesses could easily give said 4-year-olds infectious diseases.
Just reblogging to add that “an enforcement has gone too far when it make kids cry” is like, the worst idea. Do you hang out with a lot of four year olds? Sometimes they cry because they can’t own other people’s things at whim, or because they hit someone in the face and don’t want to be in trouble, or, like, because they have to go to kindergarten. These are things we should probably enforce anyway!
Also, using kids’ tears as an argument is kinda exploitative and tacky, woo
things to remember when I don't feel "queer enough"
That time a woman named Star from my creative writing class approached me in a coffee shop to tell me she liked my glasses as a segue into telling me I’m a beautiful person, inside and out, and gave me her number, because maybe I’d like to come over, because every other Saturday a bunch of people come over and play music and do arts and crafts. I lost her number. I think that was the same afternoon I had a vibrator shaped like an animal in my schoolbag.
Today I saw a nude portrait on Tumblr of a member of the queerfamily of a member of my queerfamily. The person posting it was jealous of anyone who had met him, and I thought about reblogging to tell the poster I know the person, but then I realized in that case I should also probably tell the poster that I’ve met them once, but didn’t connect the fact that I followed them on tumblr until later, and funny story I referenced their tumblr in the zine I was selling at the event where we met, and sometimes I’m like I don’t have any queer friends :( and other times I’m like oh god I know All The Queers
My tumblr dash is looping endlessly through the same dozen posts right now. I thought I was losing it. Is this a prank? Am I dead, and this is my punishment for a life wasted? Is this happening to anyone else?
A planned parenthood was bombed in McKinney, TX. They didn’t provide abortions and yet somehow this news has not passed on. This is an act of domestic terrorism, yet there is silence. Please, pass this on.