Queermo, 24, Chicago.
This is a letter to me.
Photo reblogged from AMOS MAC SHOOTS PEOPLE
The Visual AIDS artist cards I shot are released in a couple days! This will be the first time trans men are featured for this project.
(featuring Torie, Rocco and Saul)
Amos Mac for Visual AIDS, PLAY SMART trading cards, 2012.
Produced by Visual AIDS for free distribution, PLAY SMART cards will be available in bulk (at the cost of shipping and handling) starting in June. Or look for them in your local NYC gay bar.
Source: originalplumbing
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A List of Things
- This rainy day makes me happy.
- I need to get back to the gym now that my life has settled back down.
- I just realized that it helps me feel grounded in my body. When I don’t go, I feel like I’m floating / I’m not sure that my brain and the rest of my body are talking to each other very well.
- Also that could be due to the recent hot weather.
- And getting a new binder that’s a teensy bit too tight still.
- And just having so many other things up in the air recently.
- It’s like, my gender and my conceptualization of my body are always up in the air, so when other things are iffy or uncertain, it kinda feels like I drank too much Willy Wonka Fizzy Lifting Drink.
Photo reblogged from come on up to the house
![yoursecretary:
page 14 from the worst: A Compilation Zine on Grief and Loss. Talks about radical response to death and loss, + how to support someone who is grieving. (click image to go to printable pdf)
[image description: a cut n paste zine page from the worst #1: A Compilation Zine on Grief and Loss. Text reads:
“Circle what you think you might need:
for me to come and hold you
for me to stay outside your door but play you some music
for me to play music for you inside your room
for me to ask you questions
for me to just be near and be silent
for me to hold your hand while you call your other family
to talk about the rest of the family
to go outside and scream
to talk about anything but this death
to get away from here
go to a movie
distraction
acknowledgment
some kind of ceremony
to get the rest of the roommates out of the house
to get the rest of the roommates to stop giving you uncomfortable looks
to get people to stop trying to cheer you up
to tell everyone else that this is the anniversary day
to tell you that all the mixed things you feel are okay
to tell you the things i love about you
to tell you that this is the worst thing you’ll ever know
to tell you that i want to know everything. it is not a burden.
circle what you think you might need. or write more. i want to be here for you. i want to be your friend”.]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcynyaasuP1qa7ttwo1_500.png)
page 14 from the worst: A Compilation Zine on Grief and Loss. Talks about radical response to death and loss, + how to support someone who is grieving. (click image to go to printable pdf)
[image description: a cut n paste zine page from the worst #1: A Compilation Zine on Grief and Loss. Text reads:
“Circle what you think you might need:
- for me to come and hold you
- for me to stay outside your door but play you some music
- for me to play music for you inside your room
- for me to ask you questions
- for me to just be near and be silent
- for me to hold your hand while you call your other family
- to talk about the rest of the family
- to go outside and scream
- to talk about anything but this death
- to get away from here
- go to a movie
- distraction
- acknowledgment
- some kind of ceremony
- to get the rest of the roommates out of the house
- to get the rest of the roommates to stop giving you uncomfortable looks
- to get people to stop trying to cheer you up
- to tell everyone else that this is the anniversary day
- to tell you that all the mixed things you feel are okay
- to tell you the things i love about you
- to tell you that this is the worst thing you’ll ever know
- to tell you that i want to know everything. it is not a burden.
circle what you think you might need. or write more. i want to be here for you. i want to be your friend”.]
Post reblogged from come on up to the house
Why I sideeye white people adopting children of different races
catieissomethingcreative said: I kinda think that if you’re white and going to adopt a non-white child, you shouldn’t be a dick about it. That’s really it. Don’t congratulate yourself, don’t brag about it, just be a fucking parent.
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that bolded sentence is the whole reason I side-eye white people wanting to adopt POC kids.
what is being ‘just a good parent’ to you, is massively different to the experiences of POC parents.
you might think you’re doing all the rights things, but as a white person, you dont realise half of what you are doing isin’t ‘just being a prent’, it’s doing a lot of ‘white parents things’ that would most likely not help the POC child at all.
you cannot just be a parent when it comes to white people having POC children. you need to go above and beyond if you are seriously considering doing this.
whites need to realise its absolutely not okay for them to only have white friends, go to white parent-toddler groups, white this, white that, watch a lot of white tv, read a lot of white fairy tales to kids, not pay enough attentkion to the things the child is taking in daily (which is mostly white things unless white parent intervenes big time) it
means not taking shit at face value when white teachers say your child acts this/that way (because a lot of the time, there is racism behind this)
it means not just occasionaly saying hi to a POC parents or letting your POC child go to some random POC event as if that’s enough. it means CONSTANTLY making sure the child is lviing in a world where they need never feel inadequate about their skin color, it means always being best friends with POC people, events, things, life, always looking up things about white privilege and not taking the opinions of white people more than POC when it coems to the safety of your child, especially when that other white parents do not have a POC child.
if this shit is too annoying or difficult for white people to do, then they having been thinking about raising a POC child in ‘the white way’ this whole time and they need to seriously rethink any outrageous ideas they had about adopting a POC child, especially if they actually think the child’s race has ‘nothing to do with it’
this is not just a child you’re looking after, you’re bringing up a POC child in a white world and you can do so much damage and make the child end up hating their race/skin color and having a whiteness mindset which can cause all sorts of fucked up complications in their years to come.
if white people cannot handle this fact, they need to stop considering getting a POC child, because its not as easy as raising a white child.
Just to add about this excuse: “there are POC children in desperate need of homes right now, is it so bad for white people to adopt them!?”
if you want to adopt POC children, let go of whatever
whitepreconcieved ideas you had about raisngwhitechildren and really look into your white privilege so it doesn’t affect them as they grow up.otherwise, you’re adopting them for purely egotistical and ignorant reasons that will later damage the kid.
Source: queerhairyvag
Quote reblogged from axis of haterade
A friend of mine asked me recently, was I gonna go see the new Batman movie with him. But I don’t respect the concept of Batman because of what I understand about politics now. I’mma lay it out for you: rich dude owns a corporation with state of the art equipment, and he uses this to beat up on street level crime. He doesn’t mess with the industrialists, or the super capitalists, or the Murdochs, or the Trumps. He really just fucks with the person that’s on the corner. Batman is a conservative’s wet dream. Fuck Batman.
- Reginald D Hunter on Batman. (via fatespectrum)
oh damn
Source: the-man-from-hell-monte
Post reblogged from Endless Confusion
Article: I Didn’t Know There Were Cities in Africa!
Please substitue the word “children” for “99 percent of the idiots using the #peace tag on tumblr.”
I always get too angry to articulate why images of malnourished African children bothers me. Why it is racist. Why it’s wrong.
This article above helps.
The way you think about Africa is wrong.
The way you think about the entire world beyond you is probably wrong.
But let’s start with Africa. Because chances are you paid the 30 dollars for that stupid fucking Invisible Children starter kit. That at one point in time you participated in a 30 Hour Famine at church. Or you “adopted” a starving child with a few friends after you saw a 5 minute infomercial. Possibly you really like Bono. Or Blood Diamond made you feel really bad. Hotel Rwanda made you cry. Maybe you have one of those shirts with the heart in the middle of the continent. Or that you really want to internationally adopt an “orphan.”
The way you think about Africa is wrong.
Did you know that the UNICEF definition of orphanhood as the loss of one or both parents. Did you know that children are adopted by white parents all the time when their biological parents are still alive. Did you know that foreign adoptions happen all the time because parents see themselves as too impoverished or incapable to raise their children on their own. Did you know that Madonna, the supposed savior of Malawi, abducted her child because international adoptions aren’t even legal in that country.
Did you know that the never-ending stream of donations you send to Africa is destroying local economies and small businesses. Did it ever occur to you that your donations are putting people out of business. Did you consider that you might be creating poverty just for participating in a capitalist system that steals from the poor and then throws them whatever is left over and calls it “charity.” Did it never occur to you, while you were donating money and feeling good about it, why it is that your dollar is needed in the first place.
Did you know that organizations like World Vision (the asshats who brought you the 30 Hour Famine) have set up camps for survivors of war and violence in Uganda, where they regularly impose Christian teachings and values through a process called “sensitization,” in order to get survivors to think more like they do. Did it ever occur to you that there are thousands of languages, cultures, and lives that are being homogenized by “charitable” organizations, and that it’s on your dime.
Did you know that money you donate comes with strings, and sometimes it doesn’t even come at all. Did it occur to you that organizations don’t spend their money unless they want to, and that frequently comes with stipulations. Did you consider that maybe there are places in Africa and elsewhere that really need your money or economic support, but don’t give a fuck about your hegemonic religious values. Did you have any clue that organizations like Invisible Children take in millions of dollars annually, but don’t even spend a third of it in Uganda.
Did you have any idea that countless charities, hospitals, adoption agencies, etc., set up in Africa are illegal, and done without credence to national or local government. Have you heard of volunteer tourism? Did you have any idea that completely untrained and uneducated people are hauling ass to Africa, and building charities that board, educate, and treat young children illegally with absolutely zero recognition of the law of the land in which they are in.
Did it ever occur to you that maybe some people in Africa are doing just fucking fine. They have a house. They own shoes. They have parents and siblings and food and an education and a favorite restaurant and hobbies and ambitions and a happy life. Did you consider that maybe your stupid generalizations and conceptualizations bother and insult them, and make it more difficult to be them.
Did you ever consider that Africa is a living, breathing continent of millions of people who are different. Economically, socially, religiously, lingually, culturally, ethnically different. And that your stupid fucking pictures of malnourished kids, your idolization of Angelina Jolie and Madonna, your ridiculous Invisible Children bracelet, your idiotic KONY 2012 posters are racist. They’re simplifying a place that is not simple. They’re portraying an enormous continent as singular, backward place. Instead of more complicated than you have ever bothered to understand.
You operate autonomously, offering your “help” where it has not been asked for. Blindly donating your dollars and your time without having any idea how it is being spent.
There are people there. Governments. Cities. There are people living their lives in a continent that you do not understand, but you claim to help.
This rant was long-winded but I’ll conclude.
Just please if you take nothing else away from this. Be critical of the shit you are fed. Africa is a continent. And at least take the time to learn about it before you even consider throwing money or used books or Toms sneakers at it.
I am now officially in love with whoever wrote this!
Source: greenactivista
Post reblogged from come on up to the house
This conversation on clothes is giving me all sorts of feelings. It is also really highlighting one big non-binary issue: having the means and money to actually acquire the things you need to express what various genders you may have.
And how much of this really does depend on how well you are able to access the financial means via a job or whatever, something where PoC are clearly disadvantaged, since we, on the whole, tend to make far less money and have higher unemployment.
And that unemployment skyrockets if you are a trans Black person, high too for Latin@ people if I remember correctly. I think that big survey put the Black trans* unemployment at about 26% or something. And the Latin@ unemployment rate at 20%. And not to forget about the extremely high levels of poverty in both groups.
Maintaining a wardrobe (especially a professional one) for one gender can be really expensive. Maintaining it for two or three? Disastrous.
Just another example of how the structural inequalities of this system work to keep resources out of the hands of people who need them. How some of us can’t even meet some basic needs (clothing is a basic need).
Source: biyuti
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