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basically every day i feel like i have to post this meme i made a while back
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something I've seen around tumblr lately that honestly makes me uncomfortable is seeing the phrase "transmisogyny exempt" in people's bios. do you know what this means exactly and why people feel the need to state it? I can't really put my finger on why I dislike it, it just rubs me the wrong way I guess. any input you can give is very appreciated, and I hope you are having a good, um, spooky time!
It’s well intended, but ultimately, the idea of having people self identify as TME upholds the notion that there are essential and universal qualities that all AMAB trans people have, and that any other trans person, regardless of body, identity, race, ability, or other factors, can truly experience.
It’s great as a sort of approximate descriptor for large groups! But it fundamentally fails as a granular, personal identity, because the experiences a white, femme trans woman has, and the experiences a black, butch cis woman has, are going to intersect a lot, because they’re both oriented around policing the masculinity or femininity of a given person.
One need only look so far as the career of Caster Semenya and the subsequent impacts had on almost entirely cisgender female athletes of colour, to see how quickly trying to assign people into hard-line social categories with no crossover falls apart.
Basically, TME as a term has a lot of utility! Just… not as something to call yourself. It serves to encourage people to ignore the ways that societal forces affect both themselves and trans women+transfems. And when one is forbidden from recognizing commonalities, it becomes harder to fight those underlying forces.
From the post that seems to have originated TME, this pattern of including TME in bios may read as a sort of self-flagellation for not being “the most persecuted trans person”. If you don’t experience transmisogyny (which, again, intersectionality is a thing and borders between experiences are not set in stone), then you have no licence to speak on certain topics. Namely the topic of violent transphobia from transmisogynists. Self-identifing as TME seems to suggest that someone in question, who may be more of a secondary target from the bigotry of violent transmisogynists instead of their prime target, means they can’t speak about the pain the bigots otherwise cause them.
You know what? It’s Oppression Olympics in near-literal form.
“Your experience of transphobia isn’t as bad as it could be because you’re not experiencing the transmisogyny trans women face”.
“I’m in second place, unlike trans women whose suffering earns them the gold medal in oppression.”
That’s what a TME disclaimer conveys. Where the shorthand could help illustrate the destruction trans women face at monumental levels in contrast to the marginalization of other trans people, it falls into empty virtue-signalling when adopted as an identity for those outside of the direct periphery of transmisogyny.
The universal experience that all amab transFEM ppl share is being the targets- the INTENDED targets- of transmisogyny. Just because black butch cis women have their genders policed by misogynists, that doesn’t mean they’re attacked for being trans women.
Also like. We have ASKED tme ppl to disclaim whether or not theyre tme. Bc its important to know bc if ur a transfem and you see someone say smthn transmisogynistc, you wanna know how to approach that person. If theyre tme they might not recognize HOW theyre being transmisogynistic, but if theyre transfem then the conversation dynamic is gonna be very different (less “educational moment” and “more are you ok?”)
Besides, its NOT a personal identity, in some ways its a LACK of one. It’s literally the same as putting that ur white neurotypical and able-bodied in ur bio, but you don’t see people complainin abt THAT. Funny thing is that the big difference between white and tme is that tme is only about a person not experiencing a specific form of oppression. White is considered a race when its really the lack of having a race imposed on you (like how characters of color are seen as political or forced diversity or w/e. White is the “default”). But you’d never consider tme to be a gender. That’s what makes it such a good term- it doesn’t give away agab or personal identity, it just makes it clear that you don’t have a particular experience so you navigate certain conversations differently than the people who do.
Also I’d just like to point out that no one in this thread (sage, op, something) has made it explicitly clear whether or not theyre tme, but if youre not that makes this conversation very different.
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I know the birth assignments of most of the people in this thread. My question is, why do you feel that you need to know them? That information is exceedingly personal. None of us are particularly secretive about it, but, for some of us, those birth assignments aren’t helpful at all.
Allow me to give an example. You point out that I, as the OP, did not specify whether I experience transmisogyny.
I’d like to ask that question of you. Do you think I experience transmisogyny?
Let me tell you about myself, before you answer.
I was born with a penis and testicles. I have been on feminizing hormones for decades. I have had surgery on my genitals, to create a binary-conforming vagina. I will remain on feminizing HRT for the rest of my life, because the alternative is a level of crushing dysphoria that I can’t hope to bear. Even with all of this hormonal intervention, only most people perceive me as a woman when I’m on the street. Enough of them have decided I’m a man in drag to spit slurs, to throw trash, to physically attack me. I have been the target of transmisogynistic violence since I was born.
Do you think I should plaster the phrase “TME” on my sidebar, and lead people to make assumptions about my body and my life that are patently false?
Because, when I was born, doctors saw that my penis was too small, that my testicles were internal, that instead of a scrotum I had a labia and a shallow vaginal opening. And they decided that I was female, quite arbitrarily. Every one of those medical and surgical procedures I describe above was forced on me, either in infancy or childhood.
The terms “transfeminine” and “transmasculine” are
meaningless
to me. The ideal that I am desperately trying to move towards, the directionality of my transness, is not to claim or reclaim male or female identity, it is to
reclaim the body that was stolen from me.
If anything, I am “trans-intersex.”
And I’m sorry to drop such intense, personal, medical information on you. You probably didn’t realize what you were asking for. But, you aren’t just asking “are they callous TMEs rooting around where they don’t belong, or tragic transfems who are harming themselves and need to be rescued?” You are asking for a lifetime of medical, familial, and sexual abuse to be laid bare so that you can weigh and measure every trauma that others have expereinced, and decide whether or not we are allowed to speak on a subject that affects our entire lives.
And while you may be satisfied with passive aggressive reminders that we kept our personal information personal, other people are far worse. People can and will punish others for refusing to divulge personal, medical information. Campaigns of harassment, incitement to violence, attempts to get people fired from their places of work, expelled from their places of study, excommunicated from their places of worship.
All for not wanting to share some of the most personal information we have.
And, I’m sure that’s not what you want, when you ask for people’s TME status. But, your intent doesn’t change the effects.
Intent only determines how harshly an perpetrator is punished. It doesn’t change whether or not a victim was harmed. That goes for small things, like this post. It also goes for larger things, like violence and murder.
Being the intended target of a life-destroying campaign of violence and being the misdirected target of a campaign of life-destroying violence, still makes you the victim of a life-destroying campaign of violence.
And all of this is only one half of the flaw in your position.
The other half is the idea that all trans women and transfeminine people share some deep, essential characteristic with each other, that no one else can ever experience or understand.
That kind of universal claim is impossible. Even among straight, white trans women living in the US, everything from the availability of doctors, the age of transition, the intention to transition at all, the amount of money, the natural build of the body and face, where they decide to work, who they decide to live with, and dozens of other factors can have immense, indescirable impacts on how two trans women move through the world, on how they identify and how they exist.
To say, then, that a 23 year old wealthy, white, straight, western trans woman who transitioned socially as a toddler, who has had the best surgical and medical treatment money can buy, who lives in a progressive area of the country, etc, shares some essential trait and experience with a poor, south-east asian hijra living under the dual thumbs of poverty and colonialism, whose transition is wholly social and based on a gender role that white westerners can’t even understand? To say that they both share an essential truth with a 75 year old Cuban who has lived through regime changes and raised a family and through it all, never came out, certainly never transitioned, and is called every day “he” and “grandfather,” and if he ever suffered from those words has long since grown to accept them. And to say all three of them share this essential truth of their experiences, and that no one “like me” could ever understand of have a similar experience?
It’s a faulty argument. It makes no sense. It simultaneously condenses all transfeminine lives into a single template, and then declares anything outside that template, “other.” This kind of false dichotomy is quite literally anathema to intersectional thinking, and it helps to reinforce, rather than dismantle, hierarchies and social roles that harm people.
I’m sure you will draw whatever conclusions you want, from this post. But, I hope that you will begin to realize the shaky foundation that asking people to reveal their personal information online as a litmus test really is built upon.
Seven years later, and unfortunately, I was right.
@sodomit Had “transunity” been coined in 2019? How does this old post rate against that particular theory? I personally am not intimately familiar with it, but, rereading this from the current year… Perhaps I should be making more effort to be.
thinking about the time I made a post saying I was watching American Psycho and some overactive good citizen came sprinting from the woodwork to go "make sure you remember that the book was written by a gay man and the movie is directed by a woman and it's not glorifying Patrick Bateman!!!" yeah cheers man I was def going to go start killing people with an ax if you hadn't said that
mostly thinking about this because I'm currently reading Fight Club. can't wait to base my entire worldview off of this, the narrator seems like he really has it together
hold up. this book is actually really funny.
I was going to say something about how I didn't expect there to be so much soapmaking in this book but got distracted by the lye kiss. this goes crazy.
girl help this guy's alter started an anarcho primitivist cult in their basement to bolster his etsy soap empire
in the Fight Club universe I bet Molly Conger makes a craaaaaaazy episode of Weird Little Guys about this
rough trade could have saved this narrator
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There is no going stealth for me as an enban. I want everyone who meets me to know I'm trans because if they don't know that I'm nonbinary trans, they are misgendering me. And I like to not be misgendered.
need to bring back the distinction between minimalist/genderless androgyny/gender neutrality vs maximalist/genderful androgyny, because i am very tired of people talking about androgyny being encouraged or valued when it is very clear they mean the kind of androgyny that relies on the minimization of gendered traits (allowing one to be associated with pre-pubsecence, female virginity, angels, the kind of androgyny that has been, to varying degrees throughout time and place, ideologically permitted in the christian world) and is also profoundly white and thin. when androgyny is undeniably adult and is defined by not a lack of gendered traits and a quiet excusal from gender, but rather actively possessing "opposing" gendered traits, it tends to be treated differently.
yes* the image most people have in their heads of a nonbinary person is someone white, thin, lacking breasts, lacking a visible penis, lacking facial hair, lacking makeup, lacking lacking lacking. but why is it that when people critique this image, they never critique the idea that this is how we are defining androgyny? people loving talking about how this image is neutral-masculine as proof it favors transmasculine/FTX people, but there are plenty of transfeminine/MTX people who also go for this neutral-androgynous look.
meanwhile, many nb/gq/gnc people of all assigned sexes and genders are hairy, fat, have breasts (or give themselves breasts), have penises (or give themselves penises), dresses using both feminine and masculine clothing, etc. hell, just look at how stigmatized the androgyny of intersex people with PMOS & other kinds of hyperandrogenism are. the image of a fat hairy person with large breasts and a deep voice is repulsive in patriarchal culture; this is androgyny, too. to act like "androgyny" is one simple thing is to erase how misandrogyny actually functions.
*& to be clear, such people also face violence and oppression due to their gender nonconformity & androgyny, even while being a more palatable kind of androgyny in certain contexts
It became apparent that my brand of gender-nonconformity was somehow more attractive to men than Alok and Jacob’s, and as the night wore on, I found myself sincerely befuddled. The looks I gave in my pictures were just as funky as theirs, with my partly-shaved head and my geometric bodysuit plus oversize platform heels, or a close-up of me sans makeup that showed off my strong brow and flat chin in all their androgynous glory. I wondered aloud why Alok and Jacob weren’t getting matches, if there was some algorithmic mystery at play—whether guys were racist against Indians, in Alok’s case, or if they found Jacob’s bright makeup too intimidating. “Meredith,” Alok finally blurted out, interrupting me in a tone replete with tolerance. “You look cis.” With those words, Alok exposed the key difference between me and them. Though I’ve come into my own gender-nonbinary identity, to many, my body reads as cisgender because I’m short and don’t have body hair. I’ve also taken hormones and had reassignment surgery, because I went through a period when I thought I was a binary trans woman, before figuring out I wasn’t comfortable with that identity either. What I didn’t quite grasp until Alok pointed it out was that now, regardless of how GNC I tried to present, cis people still predominantly read me as a cis woman. If I told a stranger I was trans, it’s likely they might think I’m an early-transitioning trans guy more than anything else. So on Tinder, I can still get dates, since there are plenty of guys who like the androgynous female look. On the other hand, Alok and Jacob’s features haven’t been softened by hormones, and they have visible body hair that marks them as more obviously trans, so they have a much harder time. Nonbinary femmes like them are too masc for the straights, too femme for the gays, and too out for nearly everyone else.
from "Why Can’t My Famous Gender Nonconforming Friends Get Laid?" by Meredith Talusan (she/they)
for reference, here's photos of Meredith, Jacob, and Alok:
I would argue what is depicted here as "femme" androgyny is (one example of) what I would describe as maximalist/genderful androgyny; it is read as "femme" as opposed to "masc" because minimalist/genderless androgyny focuses on minimizing gendered characteristics to be neutral (non-masculine non-feminine), and neutrality in patriarchal society is read as diet-masculine by default — and perhaps cis by default, because both of those things are more comfortable for people in a patriarchal society to assume of a person who minimizes intensely gendered traits.
But the treatment Alok and Jacob experience, in my opinion, while shaped by femmephobia, is not reducible to femmephobia alone. It is the combination of explicitly masculine traits (like body and facial hair) and feminine traits (makeup, feminine clothing), their failure to pursue and perform a non-masculine femininity, that leads them to be seen as undesirable. This is misandrogyny.
Although, I should also note that "guys who like the androgynous female look" are, not always, but not infrequently chasers, and they do not always treat people they see as "androgynous females" with genuine respect even if they sexually desire them. See, for example, Lou Sullivan's experience being fetishized and manipulated by his chauvinist cis boyfriend, who desired him as an "androgynous female" and so pressured him to not transition and tried to convince him that his desire to be a gay man was unhealthy and unattainable & as mentioned in the og post, being seen as more palatable in certain context does not mean that androgyny like Meredith's is not punished, even violently, in many others. The point being, this kind of androgyny is not straightforwardly "privileged" and this article is more focused on hoping that Meredith's friends can find genuine love and good sex, rather than interrogating how different forms of androgyny are perceived and treated under patriarchy.
#i think also part of it is that like the non-marked androgyny is something that others then think they can impose gender onto#in order to binarize the person#where there is a degree of if we add something to you you will then become a gender#(and then there's the assumption that the person hasn't transitioned medically in order to achieve the unmarked androgynous)#or if they have it has not crossed the event horizon of being read as too masc or too fem in one direction in a way that would#prevent the person from being read as a man/woman
#basically the unmarked androgyny is perceived as a blank slate from which gender can be imposed on the individual with the potential for#eventual conformity (aka the can still be saved by detransition theory)#while marked androgyny is to show both masculine and feminine traits in ways that refuse to be conforming#and which would have to take active steps towards eliminating traits in order to force the individual to conform to masculinity or feminity#so the marked androgyny is a threat that refuses to be silenced and refuses to allow the plausible deniability of being non-conforming#where neither is actually truly desired#just the ones that is perceived as easier to 'fix' and impose a binary gender on is seen as more desirable and less threatening to the syst
#adding on: also there is the you look cis they think you're a cis woman#like the idea that unmarked androgyny is just someone who is perceived as a cis woman not presenting feminine#and how marked androgyny almost always has facial hair#like the hostility towards unmarked androgyny within the queer community absolutely overlaps with the hatred for the transtrender theyfab#like i see a lot of talk about how we need to show more appreciation and visibility of marked androgyny but we also need to just have more#for everything bc 90% of the time if im seeing something about unmarked androgyny it's not actually uplifting those who are#this post is i think the most positive thing I've seen regarding unmarked androgyny in months
great points made here.
& yeah, a lot of people use the different ways that marked/unmarked androgyny are treated as a cover to be misogynistically exorsexist to "theyfabs." which, as mentioned above, completely ignores... so much. that there are people assigned male who are relatively hairless and slim and would be better able to achieve unmarked androgyny than certain people who are assigned female who are quite hairy with large breast and hips, or that nb/gq/gnc people can and do medically transition; like Meredith above, and there are plenty of people assigned female who look exactly like Jacob and Alok. the fixation on making this about transmascs vs transfems or amab vs afab is just more exorsexism and it prevents us from actually discussing the misandrogyny at play.
Intelligent alien species based on bugs but specifically those moths that don’t have mouths and only live for a week after they pupate. This species’ whole conscious life is actually in the larval phase; larvae are the ones considered people, larvae are the ones with conscious and complex brains who build society, and each instar of the larva is treated as a different phase of life. Larvae become emotionally and socially and cognitively mature without ever becoming sexually mature. When they pupate, they metamorphose into something different and strange and close to mindless, with no mouth and no digestive system, whose only instincts are to mate and then quickly die. Metamorphosis is treated, functionally, like a person’s death, and the imago phase is a kind of proto-afterlife of majestic flight and the continuation of the species. Birth and death inextricably intertwined. Sex is not something people do during their lives, it’s a thing that is done as an imago after you’ve passed on from your life but before you return to the soil in death. Resultant eggs are collected by family members to raise. I think this would be fun.
I have the black box data. All of it.
After sifting through hundreds of photos... I have realized that every time Simon takes a photo in the SM-13, he's pulling up a frame to a stop motion animation.
And it can be played back as video.
So, I took each black box photo and compiled them together. You can now watch Simon's entire journey from the SM-13's camera like found footage.
You can also gain access to Simon's amazing photography portfolio from my master reference project, as well as the video for yourself.
Please, have a watch. It's terrifying. I feel like a C.O.I. lab tech delving into something I really shouldn't, and it's a blast!

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✦ PROJECT HAIL MARY by andy weir —in the style of a 70s sci-fi novel.
"My privilege and the fact that I literally wasn't in the places where half of these things happened geographically protected me from illness! I'm so excited to shit my pants!"
RFK jr just found his right-hand man!
I'm GenX and I am constantly baffled how any of my generation who were teens during the terrifying first years of AIDS can be so blasé about the ongoing covid 19 pandemic.
The way our generation grew into adulthood surrounded by entirely accurate warnings that having unprotected sex could actually be a death sentence, but now traipses around all tra-la-la-happytimes-brunch-on-vacay...my mind is truly boggled.
We went from a society of people barely able to discuss what a condom was to a society ready to rightfully yell at anyone who wasn't using them.
We went from ignorance to "no glove no love" very quickly when the bodies started falling.
But by 2022 even the people who were on board with masking in 2021 were eagerly buying lies from the government figures they would not believe about any other topic.
Honestly, the way so many of my generation sold themselves and everyone else out after a few months of...checks notes...having to order takeout is disheartening and pathetic.
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I am so proud of this photo.
Macro photography is still a skill I’m learning. Shooting through acrylic jewel case habitats is tricky. Doing it when the environment inside is purposefully humid and muddy is an exercise in frustration.
This little crab’s exhibit was all three.
So please, show this little guy the love they deserve, because this photo is an accomplishment.
It’s impossible to convince everyone to retroactively use the tag system properly but as a fix-it I’m going to start tagging all my non-crossover Iron Lung posts with #just blood if anyone wants to join me?
(no hate to hail mary but the shipping has eaten the smaller fandom alive & it’s legitimately impossible to search for anything else atp)
what a great idea!
what PHM fans see
what iron lung fans see
BROWSER ADDONS MADE TO HID FILTERD POSTS WILL CUASE YOUR SHIT TO LAG SO HARD BCS OF THIS!!! THUS WHY WE HAD TO MAKE A NEW ADDON TAG!!!
"So the whole ball pit was my idea. I wanted a ball pit."
God, this part...
But I feel like an asteroid. I feel like the asteroid that wiped out the dinosaurs. I was very, very guilty for years. I had to go to extensive therapy because I was like, “oh my god, I, Lochlan O'Neil, single-handedly destroyed fandom culture?”
She didn't she didn't she didn't. That wasn't it. She wasn't an asteroid.
She was the first skater that fell through the ice of Web 2.0.
I was also a teenager who found an amazing world, and My People, and friends I'd still talk to every day, on the internet. I spent years getting my mother to let me go to conventions and meet friends in distant cities. I started ambitious internet communities I didn't have the experience or skills to bring to fruition. I don't think there was a lot of difference between us, in a lot of ways. It's not that I was somehow smart or skilled or suave and she wasn't. She didn't have some awful planet-killing stink or velocity that she brought to the show.
The difference was this:
In 1994, when the Endless September began and the Internet felt perpetually full of stupid newbies, there were 20 million people online.
In 2001, when I got my first LiveJournal account, there were 500 million.
In 2012, when she joined Tumblr, there were 2.43 billion.
When I started out, and you joined a new messageboard or chatroom or mailing list, you had to introduce yourself to the community. Except in the biggest of websites, people expected to log onto the internet, read through all the new things that had been posted to their local bit of it, and then log off again. Older members took it upon themselves to greet the newbies and answer any questions they might have, directing them to the relevant community FAQs. People would say things like, "Oh yes, I remember you. This is only your second Thursday with us, right? I hope you have fun!"
I joined an Internet full of adults who got online through their jobs or their universities, one of the first wave of kids allowed to roam free. And the proportion of adults to kids kept steadily changing, but until DashCon, I don't think people understood how much. I remember a discussion that happened in early 2000s slash fandom, where the very true observation was made that in particular artistic ways, we had all agreed to suspend shame, which created a unique kind of space. As a community we could all admit that we were there to be embarrassingly enthusiastic in unusual ways about absolute nerd shit, and we understood that it wasn't life or death, it wasn't rocket surgery, but it also wasn't going to get broadcast onto the clouds and our bosses didn't know who we were. Everyone was (willing to act like) an adult, and we could hold the circle and create safety there.
That felt like a lot of geek spaces, then. Anime conventions, science fiction conventions, furry conventions, videogame stores, D&D meetups. Images were bulky and pixelated, video incredibly hard to move. When you got to a con, it was like a brief oasis of Weird that sheltered you and screened you from view, and you ended up volunteering because the weary, cynical, intelligent, kind people in the con ops office looked like you were throwing yourself in front of a bullet just for offering to run a clipboard down to the other end of the hotel for them.
The ice was thick enough to skate on. The circle was strong enough to let you be brave and funny and silly and free, and you could buckle down with some friends and clean all the trash out of the ballroom by 11am on Sunday, and you'd see everyone next year.
The bubble was going to burst, but nobody seemed to worry about it.
Things were changing fast for fans, all kinds of fans, in the early 2010s. Conventions that used to get news coverage like "Local Freaks Weird Out Hotel Employees: This Weekend Only" to "#Cosplay: The Hottest New Trend" and from Geocities sites that shut down if you exceeded your page visits for the month to AO3 getting 10 million pageviews a week.
It was great. We could conquer the world together. We could stay safe and together and the circle would hold.
And then the ice broke open and Lochlan fell through. Right through the bottom of that goddamn ballpit into freezing arctic sea. Right into years of people sorting through the churned ice of the wreck, taking years to come to the realization that there really had not been ANY goddamn adults in the room making sure things were okay. The community had not actually failed so much as never been formed in the first place.
Because as it turns out, group-bonding techniques that work for 100 or 1000 people do not work for 10,000. Or 100,000. Or one million. Or one billion.
That line about agreement to suspend shame sticks with me all these years after because the defining feature of post-Dashcon Tumblr has been shame. And scorn, contempt, derision, and hatred. Cringe, in short, and kys. Exactly the kind of bullshit I saw every day in junior high school, and ran to the Internet and fan conventions to get away from.
I got the kind of community and mentorship and support that have made fandom a refuge and a resource my whole life. Lochlan O'Neill didn't. Not because there was anything worse or dumber or less experienced about her.
Because a system built in the 1990s was incapable of bearing the stress of a load fifty times bigger than what was already "way too full."
Just because I'm from one generation, and she's from another.
It was not her fault.

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When I was 16, I went to the doctor for widespread, full body pain. My doctor took one look at me and dismissed my medical concerns as a purely hormonal issue. According to her, my natural, unshaven legs were "abnormally hairy" for a girl my age. She ignored everything I had to say and ignored me to a gynecologist.
Just hours later, I was hospitalized for my pain, which was now accompanied by a fever and a heart rate of 160 BPM. I was confused and disoriented, and every blood test pointed towards high levels of inflammation. The doctors, in their report, attributed my symptoms to sepsis.
That wasn't my first time experiencing transphobia in American healthcare hell, but it is by far the most obvious example. My doctor didn't care that I was in pain. She only cared that I, a nonbinary teenager with an F on their birth certificate, didn't meet her expectations of femininity.
This is why it pisses me off when people tell me I'm not really trans, or that I don't experience transphobia as a nonbinary person. I could have fucking died that day, purely because my doctor couldn't see past my nonbinary identity and gender expression.
a thing that was so interesting about the vampires in Sinners is genuinely what huge losers they are. get bit and immediately start talking like the most annoying youth pastor you know.
which is a really cool choice because it emphasizes how deeply Off they are. there are obviously the big tells in their behavior, like Bo not reacting to a man getting mauled five feet away or Cornbread getting weird at the door, but the way they speak is also really off with the cadence of the movie the audience has gotten accustomed to. the characters are friends, family, they know each other enough to make jokes, trade barbs, argue, swear. they talk in an informal, natural way with each other. one bite later and it's "excuse me my brothers and sisters in the one race, the human race, won't you pretty please let me come inside to rejoice in your company 🥺"
the kkkouple that remmick turns first are a really effective storytelling shorthand. we know basically nothing about them pre-vampening except that they're trigger happy racists, so when you see them turn up all smiles at a Black juke joint parroting everything remmick says you immediately get a pretty solid grasp of what getting bit does to a motherfucker
obviously I'm arriving to this party really late and I've already seen almost every bit of this movie dissected down to the minutia, but I've not seen anyone talk about klanwife's line about how the vampires are "starting a new klan, built on love." crazy good line, made me figuratively need to take a seat. really cuts right to the heart of the dissonance between what mr. o'vampire says he believes and the nightmare bullshit that he's actually doing.
I keep thinking about the big vampire group song because it's like. god this scene is good. it circles back to my point about remmick being a loser, because getting a couple dozen new vampire thralls and using them to do an elaborately choreographed song and dance is peak loser shit.
but it's also horrifying, absolutely horrifying, for the living characters who are looking on because a.) they're watching their dead family and friends and neighbors, most of whom are covered in blood and visibly injured, get danced around like puppets and b.) it's the first time the characters are really getting a taste of the hivemind bullshit the audience has already been clued in on and c.) sure, they're just dancing for now, but they're realizing just how many hungry vampires are waiting outside to kill them at the first opportunity and take Sammie. so that's a nightmare for them.
so you could read that as a deliberate intimidation tactic on remmick's part, trying to overwhelm the survivors into giving up, but then you're like, okay, maybe in his mind this is a display of how good it is to be a vampire. isn't it good? doesn't it look fun? look how much fun we're having! you could come have fun too if you want! just let me in :3 I don't think that's impossible, that he'd be totally oblivious to how he comes across. the newly-turned vampires seem pretty bad at faking their interpersonal skills; all memory of how to act human beyond the most superficial level seems to really go out the window pretty immediately. remmick seems a little cannier than that, since we see him try to play on people's emotions more than once--appealing to the kkkouple's fear of the Choctaw to gain their shelter when he realizes they're klan, trying to lower Mary's guard by sympathizing with her over her dead mother, pressuring Grace by threatening her daughter. obviously some of those efforts are more successful than others, but he at least seems to have an ability to read the room that other vampires lack.
but it's also not a stretch at all to think he might sincerely be that clueless, because that whole song and dance number is remmick's whole thesis statement, which is that when he says he believes in "equality" he means that he'll kill anyone and turn them into one of his tools regardless of who they are. like sure, whatever, I'm willing to believe that he does sincerely find the klan objectionable, but he's also just packed full of shit. his version of equality is one where everyone's equal under him, acting out his own culture and history for his pleasure. thinks he's not racist because he doesn't care that Sammie's Black but still wants to take away everything that makes Sammie an individual and just keep the musical talent to perform a crude facsimile of being Irish.
and this is getting so long but that scene of all the vampires dancing in step in the dark, cold and washed out, is contrasted so well with the earlier scene inside the juke where everyone is warmly lit, revolving around Sammie but not beholden to him, dancing in their own styles side by side with spirits of the past and future blending different styles and cultures. that scene is such a gorgeous visualization of musical traditions persisting through time and place, connecting people across generations, growing and changing fluidly as people take inspiration from the past, while all of remmick's songs show people being very forcibly trapped in the past, unable to grow or move on. when he encounters something beautiful in the present all he can think to do is own it, destroy it, bend it into the shape of history. pathetic!