Queen of Dumb Bitch Hours

People across all classes and ethnicities seem to lack a genuine sense of curiosity or interest in women's lived experiences. Few people want to know what it feels like to be a professional woman in any field. Even in fiction, there are very few opportunities for women to be whoever they want to be.

"I can't believe humans would hunt the thylacine to extinction, humans are fundamentally evil" Hey, did you know that extinction was long thought to be impossible, and within 50 years of humans realizing that extinction via overhunting was a possibility it practically stopped happening? Did you know that humans are so desperate to prevent more losses that they're funneling millions of collective hours and billions of euros into helping other species? Hours and euros that could be spent on humans, being spent on species on whom humanity's own survival does not depend? Did you know that due to an accidental introduction of rats, the Lord Howe Island stick insect population was brought down to 24 individuals and now there are tens of thousands of them?

“I was always bothered when people say, ‘I cry to your music, it sounds like a diary, it sounds so personal,’” Mitski says. “Yes, it is personal. But that’s so gendered. There’s no feeling of, ‘Oh, maybe she’s a songwriter and she wrote this as a piece of art.’”

trans women:

it actually shatters my fucking heart how closeted repressed trans women are made to go through the most heinous mental gymanstic pseudoprogressive bullshit in order to keep them in the closet and keep them from transitioning. And the perpetrators will pat themselves on the back for being Super Heckin Progressive and "not reinforcing the gender binary" and whatever else fuckass fairy tails you all like to tell yourselves. while the closeted tranny contemplates suicide over in the corner, alone.

I try not to be the twitter reposter but like. yeah.

Y'all realize trans men were historically included in lesbianism only by virtue of exclusion towards trans women, right? Yhat's not a thing to be celebrated or emulated.