AAAAAAAHHHHH!

Or sometimes I'll just ask them "hey soooooo which ones do you like ACTUALLY prefer" and it kinda feels dickish on paper but my batting average is really high

The most common situations for it are actually they/them enbies begrudgingly accepting the pronouns associated with their AGAB, and as actually she/her binary trans women that are constantly degendered but don't have any energy left to get upset at being called "they". So sometimes they just slap those pronouns alongside their actual ones.

If someone actually likes multiple pronouns used for them, but you still have difficulty switching up constantly, my usual strat is to figure out what other people are the least likely to refer to them with and use those.

July 8th, 2026

"The Internet is buzzing over news that 19-year-old Estonian "hacker" Peter Stokes got nabbed by the authorities and extradited to the U.S. on digital crime charges, mostly thanks to Microsoft Windows' built-in telemetry. The FBI seemingly subpoenaed Microsoft, which coughed up telemetry logs that contained both Stokes' GDID (Global Device Identifier) and websites he visited using his main Windows machine.

I've been on HRT for 5 years, my penis does not work the same way it used to. I can do, and thoroughly enjoy, penetration. But I get less hard, less quickly, and don't respond to the same stimuli that my body did before HRT, let alone that men seemingly do. I don't get hard at the drop of a hat anymore. It takes a lot more time and tenderness to get me wet now when I would leak like a faucet from holding hands before HRT. And most of all, I barely ejaculate.

So building expectations of trans women blasting huge loads is really fucking alienating for me. Talking about how you want her "hard cock" probably isn't going to feel amazing for her.

Maybe try treating her like a fucking woman? Maybe put in some minimal effort for foreplay? My wife and I have sex like lesbians, but other people I've played with since coming out have treated me like a man in a dress during sex, and it's one of the least arousing experiences imaginable. And this isn't unique to TME folks either, I've had several transfeminine people do this same stuff to me because they were so keen to be the bottom that my being vers just didn't matter to them. They weren't obliged to "swap" with me or anything, but it sucked for them to assume I'd fuck them like a hard cock strong cum shot person.

“In the late 1600s, officials there legally mandated that every white man between sixteen and sixty join the militia, and legally empowered every white person to arrest, punish, and return runaways. White civilians were not only encouraged to monitor and control Black people, but were *required* to do so—sometimes under the threat of being fined. The government criminalized people for *not* policing.”

—Derecka Purnell, Becoming Abolitionists

Directly compare this to the current culture in predominantly US American spaces of constant surveillance of transfemmes to punish us the moment we slip up, once we prove we aren’t “one of the good ones”. It’s a direct evolution of this same colonial expectation to the point it’s done “naturally” even when not directly expected after generations of it being part of the US’s social contract.

cw: graphic descriptions of rape and murder follow, plus misogyny and racism

Rape of Vietnamese women by US troops “took place on such a large scale that many veterans considered it standard operating procedure.” It was “systematic and collective”; an “unofficial military policy”. One soldier termed it a “mass military policy.” Indeed, rape followed by murder of Vietnamese women was “so common that American soldiers had a special term for the soldiers who committed the acts in conjunction: a double veteran”. Examples of soldier testimony regarding rape include: “…they raped the girl, and then, the last man to make love to her, shot her in the head” (Weaver notes the phrase “make love” here speaks in part to the military and general culture’s conflation of love, sex, and violence); two US soldiers dragged a young, naked woman out of a “hootch”. The reporting soldier said rape was “pretty SOP [Standard Operating Procedure]”. The woman was then tossed onto a “pile” of “19 women and children”, and soldiers around the pile “opened up on full automatic on their M-16s, and that was the end of that”; soldiers pulled a girl out of a bomb shelter and raped her in front of her family. The reporting soldier said he knew of “10 or 15 of such incidents at least.” The platoon leader “condone[d] rape”; female prisoners were “raped, tortured, and then were completely destroyed – their bodies were destroyed”; one sergeant reportedly told his platoon, “if there’s a woman in a hootch … rape her.” Weaver explores the military and civilian culture of the period that produced these behaviors. Soldiers generally cited racism and sexism, noting these were “pre-existent” and then “heightened” in military training. One soldier said “the military was just an exaggeration, a caricature, of all that had gone before”. Weaver notes there was a conflation of “enemy” and “race”; the “enemy” – i.e. the population being invaded by foreigners and slaughtered – does not have uniforms, but is an entire race of “gooks”, or evil, sub-human “objects”. US culture and military training also encouraged the idea that women were inferior and the feminine was something to be hated and violently rejected. Masculinity was defined through violent hostility to femininity. Women, like the Vietnamese people, were objects – in the case of women, detestable objects that existed to serve men sexually. Thus, Vietnamese women, Weaver notes, were doubly inferior, doubly hated. Training essentially demanded men become misogynist predators. Further hostility towards the feminine arose due to the prominence of women in the Vietnamese forces; the idea of being killed by a woman made the threat of the feminine that much more potent, and aggression against the feminine that much more common and extreme. There was also an idea in the culture that men simply “had” to have sex; that they could not abstain during their tours of duty.

You only have to look at how many footballers who have rape accusations against them that happily represent their countries in huge tournaments like the World Cup without anyone really giving a shit to see what bollocks that is.

Landlord update:

We threw a street party fundraiser and it absolutely fucking ripped. We raised over a grand for the TA fund, there was great food and music, and most importantly because this was the real point, tonnes of neighbours told me they "feel like a real community for the first time"

It was absolutely exhausting and I'm still recovering 4 days later, but it was extremely beautiful and I'm so glad we put so much work into making it as good as it was. We had a bouncy castle and a big sound system and an arts station and someone even invited the local fire fighters to bring their fire truck down (they were really hot omg). It was a sort of perfect mix between village fete and dance party vibes. Towards the end when the sound system had to go back one of the neighbours brought out a big speaker and kept the music going. We all coordinated to make less driving for the neighbour with the big van by moving the tables back to the church, but then we realised that there were still chairs to move, so I suggested that everyone takes one chair each to watch the fireworks in the park, and then we all walk our chairs back to the church after, which ended up an even better and cuter vibe because we had a little viewing gallery for the fireworks and a bit of a community pitching in spirit. It was really noticeable how many more neighbours suddenly felt able to take initiative and proactively contribute when we were doing something big and fun, and I'm really hoping that will make them feel empowered for the fight against the landlord.

I learned from the ZAD that rituals and celebrations are an important part of a long struggle - they draw lines between people that tangle and enmesh until everyone is firmly tied to one another. They keep saying we're a real community now, and I feel like I successfully cast a magic spell.

The company’s total electricity consumption jumped from 31 terawatt hours (TWh) in 2024 to 43 TWh in 2025. This is very easily the biggest increase in their electricity consumption ever, and it puts them way ahead of Microsoft. It is almost certainly a reflection of the obscene energy hunger of their ever-expanding bloated generative AI systems, and a vindication of the warnings we’ve been raising for several years now.

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The power grids that Google’s data centres are plugged into have to increase generation to match this new demand – and that includes rising use of coal and gas, and as a consequence, worse climate disasters like deadly heatwaves. Google’s consumption is rising way faster than the grids are being cleaned up with renewables, and that means their emissions number is going up fast, too.

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If “AI infrastructure buildout is currently accelerating faster than the grid is decarbonising” then Google shouldn’t be building AI infrastructure. If they are breaching the boundaries of safe operation on a planet that can only take so much, they should stop and consider whether all of this is worth it. Think about what Google’s AI services have done for you. Does it seem worth it? Are you getting a deadly heatwave’s worth of use, out of PDF summaries and AI overviews?

like i live in a pretty small city where — for the queer community around my age — you’re probably only ever a couple people removed from anyone else. i can tell you that i don’t know/know of a single tme person — even those rare few who are supposedly transfeminists — who is not at the very least still friends with many people who are actively transmisogynistic. its either they’re an active transmisogynist, or they tolerate and police their friends who are.