it’s my party i’ll say fuck if i want to

the most important thing is that everyone follows *your* rules for how they label themselves, because you are the most important and special person who decides everyone’s identity for them ❤️

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but saying terfs need to be raped, abused, punched, killed, humiliated, assaulted, does not make you some progressive feminist queen It does not make you a good person it doesn'tmake you more "woke". In fact, you are just disgusting. You aren't even trying to make valid arguments. You are just using violent threats and expecting everyone to agree with you, and the most startling part of it is that a lot of people do. I am appalled with how normalized race and death threats are in common day media, especially in the trans community and even more so in the Tims section of the community.

people not believing in bio sex when it was perfectly clear which sex was barred from opportunities for all of fucking history makes me want to vomit. like if you think sex is fake you are a misogynist. that’s it.

I kept scrolling and scrolling it never ended

But this never happens! We’re totally not being gaslit! :)

Reading shit like this actively makes me more “transphobic” because these people are rapey as fuck and they do, actually, scare me. Same sex attracted trans folks are much less likely to be frightening (except the ones who are active misogynists) but these heterosexuals who are literally threatening, mocking, and shaming gay men and lesbians for being homosexual? Yeah, they do scare me.

@in-nowhere-land here is another one

Is there any other civil rights movement in history that has put this much energy into whining about how women don’t want to have sex with them? How is this an actual problem.

I want to vomit. Just an endless mile of pretentious rape apologists and aggressive straights claiming their oppression is the worst - when their oppression is people not being attracted to them.

It's hard to say this without sounding like a right wing dickhead, but the thing about progressive spaces is that they may naturally attract people who are always on the lookout for excuses to start a fight. Like you can find yourself faced with someone whose political outrage is totally justified, and whose humanitarian ideals are right on the money, but simultaneously they are carrying a ton of psychological baggage about being wronged and getting revenge, and they will exploit literally any opportunity to live out this psychodrama with anyone in their line of vision. I have thought of several related anecdotes since I started typing this post, but I'll limit myself to the thing that inspired it, which is that I just visited this ultra-lefty cafe/bike shop/community gathering space where I've heard that the proprietor is constantly in a fight with everyone around her. When I paid for my stuff I noticed that there was no tip option, but I thought I had heard something about this, so I snuck away to look at the website and it made me really glad I didn't ask! I think there should have been a really enticing and exciting way for her to say "I've decided to be the change I want to see in the world, so I'm paying my baristas a full living wage, I'm making sure EVERYONE feels welcome and comfortable here, and I'm selling products I believe in!" -- but instead all the web copy sounded more like "You're either with me or against me, you're a fucking piece of shit asshole if you can't handle the inclusive atmosphere here, and by the way tipping is for fascist cavemen and if you ever try to tip someone you are refusing to relate to them authentically and you are enforcing a dangerous and evil power dynamic that should be purged from human society (so therefore I pay my staff well)." Like everything she stood for was totally agreeable, but why did she have to put it like it was directed at her worst enemy, rather than at the kinds of people she wants to attract? If the word on the street is to be believed, the reason for this posturing is that she spends quite a lot of energy making as many enemies as possible, and she probably likes it that way. I guess I'm just reminding myself, and perhaps others, that while one might think of "politics" as being broadly social and theoretical, no individual can fully separate the political from the intimately personal. Even somebody who seems to want to uplift and protect their fellow humans may be getting some perverse inner satisfaction out of that valiant crusade, and you may never realize it until you find yourself in a confusing fight with them.

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

marie antoinette was a clueless teenage girl thrown into a marriage and country she had no choice in, and has been slandered for hundreds of years since her death, with made up quotes such as “let them eat cake” when her final words were actually apologising to a guard for stepping on his toes, the fact that despite the extravagance she was much less fancy and money wasting than previous royals, and the erasure of her efforts to listen to and help the people despite having no political experience and her king-husband being useless, all providing a perfect example of the sexualised demonisation of young women with any semblance of power throughout history, and in this essay i will

they made pornography of her that contributed to her execution. she was just their sacrificial lamb.

Oh look, porn has always been a means to degrade women

Not even to mention the du Barry necklace scam that was the nail in the coffin of her public image

hot take apparently, but woman isn't a feeling. if you like things that are stereotypically feminine that doesn't make you a woman. just like if you don't like things that are stereotypically feminine, that doesn't make you less of a woman. reducing being a woman to a feeling instead of biology is taking away womanhood and putting it in the hands of men to decide what defines it

every year around late may, without fail, this post starts getting notes again . and my little wet raw chicken breast of a brain gets puzzled. because i forget that summer is , in fact. a yearly event

reblog if you remember what it felt like to walk into blockbuster