the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability

Also, considering the extreme racial violence happening in Europe right now, I'm terrified that this film will add fuel to that fire. Fuck everyone who worked on that movie. Why can't they just leave us the hell alone?

in aotearoa, june isn’t our pride, it’s theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that “you owe your rights to Black trans women” is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) Māori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.

But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa don’t even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we don’t.

our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.

Side note: polonium-210 is a very dangerous isotope, however it "does not pose a radiation hazard when kept outside the body", as the alpha particle it emits have very little penetration power and cannot pierce even the outer layers of dead skin. It has still killed countless people, though, not because of children's rings, but because of tobacco. Polonium latches onto and concentrates in tobacco leaves, leading to heavy smokers being exposed to more radiation than survivors of the Chernobyl disaster.

Not a biologist, but the evolution of mammals is way more granular than you might expect. Humans are the sole surviving species of the genus Homo, which was a real party before the other ones went extinct. You're in for a fun time.

Domestic cats are believed to be domesticated not from tigers, but from the African wildcat:

Which evolved to be small just because it's sometimes more useful to be small.

And no, hamsters are not off-brand rats. They're part of the rodent order, which includes beavers, moles, capybaras, guinea pigs (yes, also wild) and lots of other fun things:

The non-kosher and non-halal paintings are a smash hit! After much, much debate between religious scholars, we have come to the conclusion that there is simply no consensus on whether our enchanted meals break kosher/halal or not. Therefore, we have decided to simply supply guests with a pamphlet written by our focus group of religious scholars, and guests can decide for themselves whether shellfish counts as shellfish if it's technically made out of oil paint.

Next week we will be unveiling our newest masterpiece: the Butcher's Picnic! For this painting, we commissioned a local environmentalist and animal rights activist, who assures us that all of the materials in this piece are 100% plant and mineral based. Indulge in a gorgeous array of barbeque, roasts, burgers, fried meat, stews, steaks, and tartare while confident in the knowledge that absolutely no animals were harmed in the making of this feast.

Ever wanted to eat a food that will kill you? Well, now you can! Come visit our Poison Table, which boasts a carefully curated array of deadly mushrooms, berries, and vegetables. Patrons may not spend more than 10 minutes at the Poison Table per day. ABSOLUTELY NO CHILDREN ALLOWED.

Starting this week, patrons must sign a waiver agreeing that any negative results from their own allergies are entirely their responsibility. That said, we have updated our allergy protocol! All patrons here to circumvent a serious allergy must alert gallery staff to said allergy before indulging, so that we can yank them out if things get too serious. Please also alert us if you have a Fantasy EpiPen. We have also explained the signs of anaphylactic shock to all of the figures who live in our paintings and they've agreed to be on the lookout.

in aotearoa, june isn’t our pride, it’s theirs. martha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that “you owe your rights to Black trans women” is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) Māori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.

But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa don’t even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we don’t.

our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1989. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.

There are trans Roma women (for an equally marginalised and forgotten collective), and there are some local LGBT icons, but many people know better about the US pride originators than our own (including myself) because it is retold year after year as a universal experience.

And we don't even share the language! Many people do not even speak English and still know who Martha P. Johnson is. Not even articles in gay magazines will give the name of the people who organised or participated in the first gay parade in Spain in 1977 (8 years after Stonewall, because fascist dictatorship).

One of the biggest events in terms of LGBT celebration is Los Palomos, in Badajoz, and it takes place from the end of May to the beginning of June. And it takes place in one of the most rural areas of Spain.

I found this very interesting list of LGBT chronology of Spain, as a starter to know our history better.