I'm allowed to take up space.

"We find annual damages owed by the global 10 percent to be $1.7–$5.7 trillion, equivalent to $2.3k–$7.5k per person (in 2017 US dollars)." "This surpasses international climate and biodiversity financing gaps." In other words, environmental taxes targeted at this group could help pay for the large-scale transitions needed to keep our societies safe from environmental collapse, and improve the lives of lower-income households in the process. For instance, they found that even conservative estimates for the top decile in the US and China could each cover a $675 billion gap in biodiversity protection funding by 2030. The mid-level estimates for the US's top 10 are more than enough to cover the $993 billion needed each year to meet targets set at COP30 by 2035.

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why did i do this even though i knew deep down what i was? because of radfems. because of anti-masculinity and transandrophobia within my own community. i constantly felt like i had to apologise for being a man, and for being attracted to them. i overcompensated so much - "at least i'm a feminine man!" -> "at least i'm not a binary man!" -> "at least i'm not a man!"

even when people weren't being malicious, there was such a lack of masculine representation in queer spaces that i didn't physically know how to accept myself. i was more confused and self-hating than ever in my life.

so to have so many trans women on tumblr tell people like me "just try to be a girl", "being a girl is better", "masculinity is a prison" feels like it's just pushing similar people out there further into their own personal prison.

#even the most just and necessary wars are absolutely horrific

#and that is why you should never trust people who glorify war

#(and yes 'violent revolution' counts)

I casually informed my gastro about this phenomenon near the end of our next appointment because I hadn’t been informed that was something that could happen and I thought it might be important to note, possibly a sign of a deeper problem with the way my body was reacting to the medication or sometime like that. Instead of responding with ‘That happens sometimes.’ or even ‘Huh. Weird. Didn’t know it could do that.’ he turned around and looked at me and said in the most condescending and judgmental voice imaginable “Your colon is more important than your hair.”

Which is a really funny one liner out of context and if he had said it with any other expression and tone, I might have laughed. But he was so fucking serious. I was taken aback and immediately tried to explain I just thought it might be of medical relevance. Like, yes, I fucking know my colon is more important than my hair and it seemed like this man was prematurely annoyed with me and (I assume) he thought I was going to try to switch treatments for my severe ulcerative colitis because my fucking hair was falling out. Far from the cruelest thing a medical professional has ever said to me, not egregious enough to make me feel the need to comment on it or try to switch providers, just demoralizing in a way that felt like a branding. I left the appointment feeling so fucking small. I thought, oh, he thinks I’m stupid and vain. This doctor, who has seen me at my most vulnerable and heard me have to describe shitting blood so much I needed iron infusions for the anemia, this man who has shoved a camera up my ass on multiple occasions thinks I am a vapid dumbass who would value my hair over not being in fucking pain and incontinent and sick and bleeding.

my partner was a TA for an intro-to-subject course in grad school. finals week rolls around and the students are required to submit this big module assignment they've had like a month to do for a decent chunk of their grade. if you've submitted everything, you'll see a summary screen with a star beside each module name showing it's been completed.

an hour before the assignment deadline, he receives an email from a student claiming they completed the assignment, but the system is not allowing them to submit. there's an image attached to the email. partner goes to open what he assumes is a screenshot of that summary page.

instead, he sees that the student has taken a photo of their laptop from about 2 feet away, with that page open. strange, but it wouldn't be the first time a college freshman has lacked the tech literacy to take a screenshot. he almost doesn't look twice at it, but he realizes something about it just feels a little bit...off. so he zooms in.

the student had CUT STARS OUT OF CONSTRUCTION PAPER and TAPED THEM TO THEIR LAPTOP SCREEN BESIDE EACH MODULE NAME. you could see where they actually had completed the first couple of modules, but the stars for all the subsequent ones were like, double the size of the first two and exactly as uneven/irregular as you'd expect if you were freehanding them with scissors.