Embassy Girl Thoughts

you. you get it.

“Game on, then.”

These are Skeleton Panda Sea Squirts, also known as Ascidians. They’re marine invertebrate filter feeders that will probably end up in a Tim Burton film at some point.

To me, it includes nonbinary and gender nonconforming. Nonbinary is matter-of-fact. Genderqueer is loud - "this is who I am, fuck you" Genderqueer is neon, it's punk, and it shouts in the streets. It's butch girls and femme boys, tomboys and sissies, bulges under a skirt, tattoos and ballgowns, painted nails with business suits. It's for the people that everyone thinks they know the gender of and the ones that people can't guess. It's drag, and lace underwear with mens clothing, and briefs under dresses, and looking allocishet jerks in the eye at work and knowing they'll never be as great as you.

It's queer weddings that people think are straight, kink clubs, and taking such good care of your partner that it makes their heart hurt.

It's gender that's mixed up with everything else and is so sharp it'll cut bigots to ribbons. It's knowing your place and keeping it yours. It's respecting other cultures and taking back what racists stole.

It's for pagans and for atheists and for Jews and for Muslims and for Buddhists and for Christians that know Jesus was homeless, poor, communist, and brown. It's the rituals that give you peace and make you strong. It's incense and prayer and singing and community even when you're alone.

It's marching at pride and working in nursing homes. It's taking slurs and making them your own. It's a shield, it's a sword, it's a blanket to keep you warm. It's dancing with all your heart whether in a club or alone.

It's finding the gender word that's just right, inventing your own, and not needing anything more than the one.

It's he and she and them and fae and zie and it, fuck you, no matter the parts or clothes or hair or face.

So I saw this bullshit when I was on a TERF-blocking spree…

Half your TERF bullshit that people accidentally reblog is couched in dogwhistles which sound reasonable until I realize y'all are defining people’s lives and axes of oppression by their genitals, reducing me to whether I’ve got a vagina or not. You know, like misogynistic assholes do.

The other half makes sense until I realize that y'all have a fourth grade understanding of biology and think that humans only have XX and XY rather than six karotypes with varying phenotypes.

Context matters, you umbrella made of dried seaweed.

Honestly, I just saw a post claiming that it’s “rape by deception” not to tell someone you’re trans before you kiss them. This is literally exactly the same rhetoric that had a lesbian punching me in the 90s for not disclosing I’m bi the second she started hitting on me, because I somehow deceived her.

OP might agree with a pedophile who posted, “Children are not property, and adults need to respect their opinions!” Sound fine, until you notice they mean, “Respecting their opinions means letting them make all decisions as if they were adults.” 

And the rest of us might reblog TERF rhetoric that said, “Women need to stand in solidarity against men trying to shut down their communities” until we realize that they’re defining “women” and “men” according to their own dogma, and not by biology or the law.

*smile emoji*

You can fix holes by just going through them with a bit of yarn and a crochet needle. You know: you finish a heel turn, congratulate yourself as you start picking up the stitches, and then there's That Gap.

My advice: leave it be. Don't tink, don't pick up extra stitches, don't Google and/or sacrifice to the old gods. Leave it be, and once you finish just go through the area with some spare yarn. Loop through the loose stitches on the flip side, tighten, tie a knot. Ta-da. The gap is gone.