April 19, 2016 · via samuel-vimes  

autie-commie:

A few thoughts:

  • Gender policing and “proving authenticity” is bullshit and I hope this gets the rest of the LGBQ part of the LGBTQI communities to start taking the project of Trans Liberation seriously.
  • Straight people have been trying to keep cisgender, non-intersex LGBQ people out of public bathrooms for a long time, particularly gender-nonconforming LGBQ people. They will not stop at transgender and intersex people.
  • Would her story have been reported in this way if she was a person of color? 
  • Would her story have been reported in this way if she was transgender? 
  • I don’t think so. 
  • I hope all those TERFs are happy with themselves and what they have done to stop the cause of Trans Liberation such that trans women [of color] are now the lightening rod for bringing down all the progress cisgender, non-intersex LGB have achieved in the past 20 years.
  • I hope she gets justice. 

this doesn’t follow

April 16, 2016 · via meeresbande  

bethfig:
“ Fitzroy Gardens conservatory today
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2 years ago · via czak-republic  

archiveofaffinities:
“ Zvi Hecker, Synagogue, Military Academy Campus, Negev Desert, Israel, 1969
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2 years ago · via czak-republic  

dustulator:
“ Nylon April 2003, Unknown photographer
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2 years ago · via czak-republic  

April 13, 2016 · via mudwerks  

Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship. 
 
I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone. 
 
But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore. 
 
I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you?
 
It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning. 
 
The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together.
 
Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.
Single serving size // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
2 years ago · via susiethemoderator  

2 years ago · via queerliness  

This print publication will cover a broad variety of subjects including film, art, music, philosophy, culture, news, activism, lifestyle, and health.

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2 years ago

ATTN FRIENDS IN AND AROUND THE ATLANTA AREA*******
Counter-protest the Klan Rally
Stone Mountain Park
1000 Robert E Lee Blvd
Stone Mountain, Georgia 30083
APRIL 23 2016
11 AM CST
April 11, 2016

2 years ago  

Focusing on whether or not rape is ‘man’s nature’ misses the point–whether or not men are able to stop raping women, the overwhelming fact is that they don’t. And it’s not entirely socialization, because this shit’s been around forever. We need to stop blaming porn for causing this violence in men. Porn is a symptom, not a cause. This kind of talk’s getting tired. We need to demand more, and we need to foster solidarity in our community as women.

April 8, 2016

lawsoffate:
“ Tears of frankincense from the Boswellia Sacra tree ~ photography by Cedric Pollet.
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March 29, 2016 · via orchid-ink  

As a pathologically uncool teenager, I would take two pictures with me whenever I got my hair cut. I’d keep these pictures tucked away in my bag until my hairdresser would ask if I had a style in mind. The first picture I’d pull out was invariably of Julianne Moore. Didn’t matter what movie it was from—she had red hair and I had red hair, so what looked good on her had to look good on me, right? (Wrong, but that isn’t the point of this story.)

The second picture I would take with me was of Patty Duke. Not Patty Duke as Neely from Valley of the Dolls, which would have been sexier, or Patty Duke as Helen Keller, which would have been at least more in line with current trends. Nope—I took an old black-and-white photo of Patty Duke as Patty—or, I guess, Cathy—Lane from The Patty Duke Show. I envied her volume. My mom insisted it was a hairpiece, but I had faith in those women at Regis and knew they could pull it off.

As I got older, I learned to live for myself (at least when it came to choosing haircuts), but Patty Duke remained an idol of mine. I was a fan of her work as an actress, and even had a couple of her records, which my mother and I would listen to on occasion. Growing up, my mom and I didn’t always see eye to eye, but it was universally recognized in the Faraone household that Patty Duke was something special.

I admired Patty Duke most—as so many others did—for her work to de-stigmatize mental health issues. She suffered from bipolar disorder, and as the first celebrity to go public with such a diagnosis, she started a conversation around the topic that continues to this day. Patty Duke worked tirelessly to raise awareness of mental health issues, lobbying the U.S. Congress and teaming up with the National Alliance on Mental Illness and National Institute of Mental Health to increase funding for research on mental illness and its effects.

I didn’t know Patty Duke personally, and can’t pretend the sense of loss I feel today in any way equals the loss felt by her friends and family. Still, her life and legacy are things to be recognized, and it’s clear she did a tremendous amount with the time she had. Rest in peace, cool girl. You’ll be missed.

2 years ago

As an Aboriginal person who grew up unable to speak my language I feel I have been denied a core part of my identity, and it is a deep wound.

The first time I said something in my language in public, “Ngaya Ngamitjimitong” – I belong to the Ngamitji clan – I broke down and wept in front of 400 people.

Speaking my language was a visceral experience that left me weeping for something I couldn’t articulate. A loss so deep it was breathtaking. I have seen many Aboriginal people have the same reaction as they begin the journey back to speaking in their own language.

Without our languages many Aboriginal people talk of being bereft, of wanting to speak language more than having food or housing.

Language loss is so core to our identity as peoples it has had a profound effect on our social and emotional wellbeing, affecting our health and our capacity to thrive economically, socially and educationally.

– Dr Jakelin Troy, Ngarigu (Ngamitji)
March 18, 2016 · via outmymind-justintime