irritating as fuck when people get mad at Black people existing in premodern historical fiction/fantasy media. like first of all, you're racist. and second of all, you are acting as though Black people didn't exist in premodern Europe which is simply false. especially when we're talking about the Mediterranean, like what the fuck do you people think is along the southern half of the Mediterranean Ocean?? everyone's on boats, there are GOING to be interactions with Black people in Northern Africa, and there are GOING to be Black people in Mediterranean Europe. stop being stupid. your imagined homogeneous white European past is not historical reality, get over it you massive losers
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Pauline Hansonâs One Nation party reported more than $1m in missing and worthless assets in more than six years of filed financial records. The period spans from 2016 to 2022. More recent data isn't available because they've FAILED TO FILE AN ANNUAL FINANCIAL RETURN WITH THE OFFICE OF FAIR TRADING IM QUEENSLAND SINCE 2022.
They've repeatedly failed to do their legal obligations, repeatedly failed to hold annual general meetings on time, repeatedly filed annual and financial reports late - OR NOT AT ALL - and used an account manager to sign a directorâs declaration form.
One Nation is dodgy as hell. I know telling One Nation supporters that the policies are super racist won't sway their minds, but they're likely turning to One Nation out of distrust of government and establishment politicians.
If you know a One Nation supporter: show them this. Direct that distrust in politicians towards One Nation because if anyone's being dodgy and hiding their finances it's the party that can't even file an annual report FOR FOUR YEARS RUNNING.
This is a repost of some of my old writing, I was lucky enough to have this typed out on my notes app. Unfortunately my 1 year post op writings weren't backed up. The hysterectomy is still probably my most important life event, reproductive dysphoria is constantly dismissed which is why I talk about it so much. People in general who suffer from tokophobia are treated fucking horribly, this is far from an FTM exclusive experince.
Also to bitch about my account being hacked then deleted even further, I am so upset how much of my transistions documentation has been lost. I am really upset about my writing. I guess I just know now to save everything on my notes app, I cannot beleive how stupid I've been.
I got a hysterectomy 2 weeks ago.
â ïždysphoria, mental health, sexâ ïž
17 days ago I woke up from surgery. And for the first time in my life I felt at peace. Not one ounce of fear, dispaire, hatred or dread.
For the first time in my life I'm able to call my body "mine". I haven't been able to do that before. Not even due to how disconnected from it I felt but being forced to acknowledge that the thing I was living in was actually me, and not a vessel I was unfortunate enough to possess, was unbearable. It wasn't my body. It was a body, a prison, a punishment. But never my body.
Getting a hysterectomy has not only fixed my bottom dysphoria but also my top dysphoria (I still haven't been able to get top surgery). My chest no longer triggers the "ew ew what the fuck is thay get it off get it off" feeling from before. Instead it's just kinda, idk disappointing? I dislike my chest in the same way cismen with gynecomastia do.
I haven't been properly misgendered in almost 2 years but I still felt like I looked like a women. Like everyone could tell I was a lier. When I looked in the mirror after surgery I saw a man, every time I've caught sight of myself since I've seen a man. I actually feel like a man. I feel whole.
My lower dysphoria was severe enough I had almost no sensation below the belt.
I can actually feel sex now.
Was almost never able to cum from someone else, but since getting surgery I've cum every time my boyfriends given me head.
It felt like there was a mass in my stumach that nulled any of sensations below it, like it was physically blocking my nervous system from communicating with my brain.
A dead zone that started just below my belly button and ended at my thighs.
The type of dread that came from acknowledging the uterus isn't something I can truely put into words, but I will try to explain what I had been living with;
Some of my first memories where praying to God for infertility, every night before bed, every Sunday at church, in the quite moments where I was alone with my thoughts, I'd pray. I'd pray and pray and hope and beg to be infertile, or to be in an accident, or to get cancer.
At an age where I should have been asking Santa for new Webkinz I was instead on my knees, in tears begging and pleading with God to give me ovarian cancer.
I've never been able to view fertility as anymore more then a punishment, a curse, torture. I still don't know how people see it as anything positive. (I know this is very important to some people, but this isn't about them. This is about me and people like me.)
I remember being 13 with my back against the bathroom door, sobbing and panting clawing at my stumach til I bled.
I had taken one of my mom's kitchen knives and decided I was gonna mangle myself and pray the doctors wouldn't worry about saving the reproductive organs.
I, of course couldn't bring myself to actually do it. The fact I couldn't push past my survival instincts is what broke me. There are times in my life I would have preferred horrific and painful mutatialtion over having these organs in me for a second longer.
At 15 I forced myself to devolp an eating disorder, mostly out of desperation to sterlize myself (I had herd malnutrition could render you permanently infertile; this is false, most people regain "proper" function once your back at a even slightly healthier weight) That same year I asked a doctor if he knew anywhere I could go to talk to someone about getting a hysterectomy once I turned 18. I knew I couldn't get one as a teenager, and I knew that it's hard to get one so I wanted to start the process as soon as possible, even if that meant just talking to someone so they had proof I've been wanting one for years.
Istead of even pretending to care, he laughed at me. Told me that since I was a teenage girl I had no real idea what I'm talking about. Told me that since I "claimed" to be a lesbain it shouldn't matter, and implied I only wanted one so I could sleep around with men, and that I WILL want kids once I've "figured out what you actually want.". <- this has been a statement echoed by almost every doctor I spoke too since. Even the female ones, even the "trans specialists".
When I was 19 I discovered drinking and quickly found it could numb physical pain, the only reason I didn't attempt to "fix" myself a second time is cause I was too scared to die.
So, I made a compromise with myself and took up cutting. It was literally the only thing that helped. Getting drunk didn't help, getting high didn't help, my eating disorder helped for a bit but that went to Hell when my period came back. Cutting helped because it allowed my brain to focus on something other then the body. Even if it was for only a fraction of a second, it was relief. Very temporary relief, but relief non the less.
I've never wanted to die. I've never been suicidal. I've always loved being alive, which just kinda made things feel more hopeless.
I can't end my suffering because in doing so it would also put an end to all the things that I deeply love. Things I don't want to miss out on, things I shouldn't have to miss out on. I'm fueled by nothing but love and spite.
For years I've known that if I ever got pregnant I'd have to kill myself, even if immedate abortions an option, it doesn't matter I wouldn't be able to move past that. Part of my need to get a hysterectomy stemed from how badly I want to be alive.
When I was 20 and got on testosterone not even that helped, even when my period (temporarily) stopped the dread persisted. T has next to 0 effect on your fertility. If you stop it at any point your just as at risk as any ciswomen, even if you take it perfectly for years and never go off it, your still at risk.
Even after passing near flawlessly for months, even after being on T for over a year, even after living as a man for mulitple years. To Healthcare "professionals" at best I was nothing but a confused hysterical girl, at worse I was an ungrateful pushy bitch.
When I was 21 I had to switch doctors in order to get a hysterectomy. Due to endometriosis getting on testosterone didn't even stop my period fully, had to up my dosage every 4 months or it would start again. I was in physical regularly mental pain constantly. Yet the (WOMEN) family doctor I had my entire life refused to even look at the referral sheet because, in her words "You don't have sex with cismen, so it doesn't matter." As if transmen aren't MASSIVE targets for corrective rape.
And even if we weren't. That still doesn't nullify the horror of having a growth in your body that isn't meant to be there, that you have to spend every single day not only fighting against, but protecting yourself from. A growth that pumps your blood stream full of poison, a growth that caused your body to contort into something you can't recognize as human. A growth that feels like it's decaying inside of you, turning everything it touches into putrid rot. An growth that you know deep down will eventually kill you, wether that be from sepsis or suicide.
Essitianly I had been living in my own personal Hell since I first got my hands on an anatomy book. It was suffocating and hopeless. The worst breakdowns from any of my sexual trauma didn't hold a candle to the torment the dysphoria put me through daily.
Then I woke up from surgery.
It was if I had blinked and the Hell I had been living in since I was a child just ceased to exist. And for the first time in my life I felt at home.
The fact I was made to fight for 7 years to get this is barbaric. But that's no what gets me.
What really, REALLY gets to me is the fact that I'm lucky.
I'm lucky because I /could/ fight for this. I know most men will go their entire lives without the privladge of being able entertain even the idea of fighting for it.
I don't really know how to end this ramble. I wish I could have made this post more hopeful, "see it gets better!" However with the state of the world the only thing I can really feel is dispaire for all those less fortunate then me.
I suspose I'll just say, if you are trans I am begging you to please keep fighting, keep loving, and I'm please begging you to keep living. The powers at be want us dead. Dont give that to them. Don't go without a fight and if you must die, take as many facists with you as possible.
Trans rights are human rights. Sex changes save lives. If you're against any of this, I sincerely hope you die the most painful, dehumanizing and humiliating death you can imagine.
hey everyone. if you haven't seen it, ansel @transfaguette posted a queued post on his blog, stating that he is likely deceased now after taking his own life. there is a chance he is alive and simply hasn't been able to access his blog, but he stated he was confident in his means, and that his attempt would've been about a week ago. if he is alive, i hope he sees this and knows how much he means to me and many others.
i am deeply saddened by the loss of him to our community. i wish i had been able to know him better personally. i admired him a great deal. i am thankful he was here. i am glad we were both around on this earth for enough time to know each other. he made the world a richer and better place by having been here at all. i can't thank him enough.
suicide is an immensely personal and final choice. he was unhoused, disabled, and without options for a life that felt meaningfully survivable. it was his right to choose to end his life, he expressed this himself. as painful a choice as that choice is, i am glad he felt able to make it with an appreciation for life and a genuine belief in our ability to fight for a world where disabled trans people never have to make this decision out of desperation again. i am glad he went with a sense of peace and love for himself and the world.
His final words on his last post are: "Keep fighting comrades, and never lose your compassion for yourself and others."
if anyone needs it, Trans Lifeline is a suicide support hotline for trans people which will not call 911 on you without consent, and Project LETS has a collection of non-carceral resources. take care of your grief however it needs, take care of yourselves, and each other. he is gone but not forgotten.
i feel like its important to share some of ansel's posts from April and May, to provide context in his own words:
i'm sharing this because i myself am a disabled trans person. i have family support, but have also dealt with neglect, being blamed for being a "moocher," and struggling to access official resources and do things the "right way." i've feared how little the people in my life seem to understand how precarious everything feels for me being disabled and trans. how easily i could end up homeless and unemployable. every time i saw him posting about this i thought, that could be me.
please think about disabled trans people. please care about us. please fight for us.
Gender Queer and Non-Binary Opinion Survey, June '26
An opinionated survey for non-binary and genderqueer individuals and their thoughts on the current public understanding of non-binary identi
Hello, I'm Rucach O'Cearba! I'm just a hobbyist with an interest in anthropology and queer issues.
I'm hosting a survey regarding how non-binary people feel they are perceived by both their binary and non-binary peers, as well as their opinions on others. This survey is intended specifically for those who are non-binary and genderqueer.
This survey is entirely anonymous, but results WILL be posted publicly. Do not take this survey if you do not wish for your results to be posted, but once again, you will not be named or personally identified.
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how about a childrens day. how about we have a day where we acknowledge the fact that minors are treated like the property of their parents and lack rights. how about a day where we acknowledge they're an oppressed group too
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but the doctor down the street who gives me my T shots
in a clinic so small that it's just two rooms
was excited for me when she said my voice had dropped
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but the receptionist who could see that I was a man
didn't bat an eyelash when I asked to see the gynecologist
and called me sir when he asked how I wanted to pay
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but the barber cuts my hair exactly how I want it
and never gave me strange looks for being in a men's salon
not even back when I didn't pass as one
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but my friends have always gendered me correctly
and stick to it even when it confuses other people
and my friend's little sibling calls me older brother in Kannada
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but my dog learned my new name quicker than the humans
and she runs to give me a kiss when she's told to
without being confused about who's being referred to
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but I can feel the Adam's apple growing in my throat
and my muscles getting stronger, and my smile more real
and I'm growing a beard, and I talk more freely
yes, India made legal gender change impossible
but I'm here, and I'm alive, and so are you
and there are good people, people who care
and don't let them make you forget that--
you are not alone.
can't believe i have to say this, but "headcanoning" a nonbinary character who canonically uses they/them exclusively as using she/they or he/they, and then making jokes about how estrogen/testosterone "could save them," is erasure??? you're doing exorsexism?????
please can we just let neutral nonbinary characters be neutral nonbinary thank you
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dont think i can ever take the opinions of nonqueer people seriously especially on the subjects of gender and sexuality. like these are the people who think their entire future and personality is dictated by whether they were born with a dick or pussy and start having breakdowns if someone tells them thats not true. never let the opinions of a nonqueer person inform your queerness bc they dont know a goddamn thing about queerness regardless of how much of an "ally" they claim to be.
At present, the dominant strand of transfeminism does not promote unity and solidarity. Instead, it has fallen into relying upon toxic and often separationist politics- a crude distortion of the founding ideas of transfeminism.
Emi Koyama, author of The Transfeminist Manifesto, was explicit in transfeminisms inclusion of all trans people in its movement. She wrote that transfeminism began primarily for trans women and that "it is also open to other queers, intersex people, trans men, non-trans women, non-trans men and others" (2).
Her initial publication of The Transfeminist Manifesto was in the year 2001. Two years later, she revisited it and added the following in the postscript of the 2003 edition "I take full blame for the fact that this manifesto is heavily focused on issues male-to-female transsexual people face, while neglecting unique struggles that female-to-male trans people and other transgender and genderqueer people face" (3).
Numerous other transfeminist publications recognise the need for greater solidarity between all trans people and for transfeminism to be explicitly inclusive of all transgender and nonbinary people.
Talia Bettcher explained in 2017 that "since trans men are also vulnerable to sexism, transphobia, and the interblending thereof, trans feminism would be ill-advised to exclude them from its purview" (4).
[Reference 2: Koyama, Emi. The Transfeminist Manifesto, 2001 & 2003 p. 1]
[Reference 3: Koyama, Emi. The Transfeminist Manifesto, 2001 & 2003 p. 10]
[Reference 4: Bettcher, Talia, Trans Feminism: Recent Philosophical Developments, 2017, p.2]
"Transandrophobia describes the transphobia primarily experienced by trans men. While trans men do experience an intersection of transphobia and misogyny, they also experience an intersection of transphobia and a hatred of men or masculinity.
Arguably, much of what is called transmisogyny for the experiences of trans women is also partially an intersection of transphobia and a hatred of men or masculinity.
The ideal word for the concept is sadly marred by disingenuous cis men, but to use 'misandry' here tentatively is not an endorsement of any kind of MRA-style politics, but a convenient shorthand for a kind of hatred of men or masculinity which has a significance in (and only in) the context of transphobia. As alluded to, the term transandrophobia is the most popular term presently for the transphobia primarily experienced by trans men.
Earlier terms did include 'transmisandry', which, aside from one academic usage in the context of an intersection of transphobia and racism (5), has not enjoyed much usage due to knee-jerk rejection of the term's suffix.
In short, 'misandry' in this solely trans context conveys the transphobia rooted in a hatred of men or masculinity."
[Reference 5: Martino, Wayne, Omercajic, Kenan, A trans pedagogy of refusal: interrogating cisgenderism, the limits of antinormativity and trans necropolitics. Pedagogy, Culture & Society. 29, 2021, p.679â694.]
"All trans groups experience a mixture of misogyny, 'misandry' and misandrogyny- the levels of which vary from group to group.
Trans women may experience misogyny (such as unwanted sexualisation for being female and trans), however, they may often experience 'misandry' (such as the vitriol some transphobes espouse which accuses trans women of being 'violent males) and misandrogyny (such as transphobic rhetoric which centers around a trans person's appearance being androgynous and thus not easily sortable into male or female categories . This may result in slurs like 'heshe' being used).
Trans men, on the other hand, may experience 'misandry' (such as accusations they are going to transition into -'violent men'), misogyny (such as insinuations trans men are being led astray and that they are incapable of thinking for themselves) and a similar kind of misandrogyny trans women may face.
Nonbinary people may experience misandrogyny (such as being forcibly put into a male or female category against their wishes, especially in a medical setting), misogyny (such as rhetoric which claims being nonbinary is a social contagion amongst those assigned female at birth) or 'misandry' (such as rhetoric that claims those assigned male at birth who are nonbinary are identifying as such in order to be predatory).
In short, every kind of trans person experiences a mix of misogyny, 'misandry' and misandrogyny. It differs from group to group as well as from person to person."
[Excerpts from The Transunitist Manifesto, written by Luke B. 2023.]
people on here throw such a fit about people openly and specifically including men and men's issues in their fight for liberation, insist that actually it is vital feminist praxis to only ever engage with other human beings through the lens of "are you the Innocent Victim Gender or the Evil Rapist Gender", and then you look at a Black liberation group and
"Love Black Men: Boldly, intentionally, and without condition. This love calls us to confront and dismantle systems of oppression, patriarchy, and anti-black racism that equally devalue Black menâs lives, criminalize their presence and deny their full humanity. To love Black men is to make space for their healing, joy, complexity and vulnerabilityânot as a counterpoint to safety, dignity, or gender justice, but as essential to it. We call on ourselves and our communities to choose to build systems grounded in care, accountability, liberation and create spaces where Black men can thrive in love and be loved in return."
I think if you want to understand bigotry against aromantics, I have a good case study. Let me talk a little about my dad's family.
My dad has 4 half siblings and two step siblings. They're all a decent bit younger than him. When I was a teenager, we went to a family reunion, and I realized somethingâmy dad did not respect his siblings. He looked down on all of them. He saw them as fuck-ups and overgrown children. My dad had the American dream: well paying management job, suburban house, wife, and three kids. My aunt and uncles did not. Excluding my aunt, none of them were married or in serious relationships. They hadn't really settled into long term careers. Several of them were working the kind of jobs that get called "Unskilled labor." So he looked down on them because the youngest one was in his thirties (and several were much older), and yet none of them had "settled down" into what he saw as lifelong, permanent careers and relationships and lives. He was polite to their faces, sure, but I heard how he talked about them behind their backs, to my mother.
And then a few years ago, we visited his brothers again for Thanksgiving. And I realized something again--he respected them now. He saw them as equals. Why? Well. All of a sudden, every single one of them had serious, committed romantic partners. They didn't even need to still be with those partnersâone of my uncle's fiance passed away from cancer before they could marryâjust having had one showed that they matured into a real adult participating in society. In fact, at one point, my aunt was telling my mom about how one of my uncles was no longer living in an apartment she owned, but instead, after having a steady girlfriend for about a year, he moved in with her. And my mom literally said to my aunt, "wow. Look at that. He finally grew up."
One of the lines that frequently gets repeated about anti-aspec sentiment is "why would anyone hate asexuals/aromantics/etc? They aren't even doing anything." And that's exactly it. In the eyes of amatonormative culture, we aren't doing anything. Adults are supposed to do things. That's how you become a member of society.
I know that my father will never see me as a successful adult. He will never approve of my life. And I think most people would assume that that's because I'm trans. And don't get me wrong, he sure as shit doesn't like or respect that, but I do think if given enough time, he would get used to it. He would eventually realize that it isn't going away. And if I settled down with a spouse and a respectful job and a few kids, he could see me as a successful adult that he could be proud of anyway. But of course, that's not going to happen. Because I'm aromantic. So I'm never going to do that one thing that signifies that his job is complete, and I'm officially a full-fledged adult. I will perpetually be that fuck-up kid who won't settle down. In my personal case, that's okay. My dad is a conservative piece of shit, and if he doesn't approve of you, that just means you're doing something right. But on a societal level? This kind of attitude is a massive problem. Aromantics deserve to be treated like adults, and to feel like the accomplished adults that they are. We should feel like we belong in society.
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& just btw, aromantic erasure is so bad that on pubmed, many of the very few studies that have looked into aspec people specifically, categorize us as a type of asexuality. from this study:
Our findings highlight that aromantic people wish for aromanticism not to be considered a part of asexualityâa practice that has dominated contemporary literature (Antonsen et al. 2020; Carvalho & Rodrigues, 2022; Clark & Zimmerman, 2022; Hall & Knox, 2022; Zheng & Su, 2018). Many participants clarified the distinction between their sexual identity and romantic identity and highlighted that though they may be connected for some, they should be considered independently as unique contributors to an individualâs identity and experience. This aligns with a previous aromantic community survey that showed 72% of the sample did not identify with asexual terminology (AUREA, 2021a). In combination with our findings, this suggests that a tendency to conflate and describe these identities as the same or linked may be to the disadvantage of a significant portion of the aromantic community.
this is why it is so important to include aromantic people as our own group and to specifically include non-asexual aromantics. i hope y'all can understand how frustrating it is to be erased through a group that is already erased.
asexual representation is sparse? all aromantic rep is asexual and most of the time people don't even bother to remember that "aromantic" is its own thing. i can't count how many times i've seen a character talk about not experiencing romantic attraction, only for people to go "wow asexual rep!" even though sexual attraction was never brought up.
asexual community & resources are sparse? when i try to look up groups for aromantics, i get resources on "ace & aro groups" that are literally all asexual-focused. at best asexual-focused with a mention of aromantic people. which isn't really helpful when you are aroallo and don't really want or need a group that is clearly meant for alloro asexuals and aroaces.
asexual history is sparse? i've literally never seen anything even trying to talk about aromantic history. the most impactful thing on aro history is that one tumblr post talking about a woman at a nursing home who heard the term and realized her best friend was likely aro. see above with the character situation as well.
my point here is not "aros have it worse than aces" because we are both aspec and both get fucked over by the same forces and in fact, a LOT of asexual aromantics are also very frustrated by aromantic erasure! i've even heard some people talk about not identifying as strongly as asexual, even though it fits them, because they feel their aro identity is more important to them but gets constantly erased by their asexuality.
my point is that it is so fucking disheartening to be aro even in queer spaces that are trying to be asexual-inclusive, even in supposedly aspec spaces, because it swiftly becomes apparent that people see your entire identity as just a footnote for asexuality. so many people never even realize they are aro because they aren't asexual and don't realize that you can be aro but not ace. i dealt with some really intense arophobia as a teen after realizing i was aro, feeling broken and alone. it hit much harder than any internalized homophobia or transphobia did for me at the time. i did not meet another person who identified as aromantic irl until this year. any resources and community that i had as a queer teen, as a trans teen, did not exist for me as an aro teen and does not exist for me as an aro adult, really.
and big problem is that, because people think of aromanticism as just a footnote of asexuality, they implicitly assume that more asexual rep, more asexual resources, more asexual visibility will automatically serve aromantics too. and when it doesn't work like that, aro people continue to suffer as a result.
things have improved over the years and i hope will continue to! but i really need every queer person to become more aware of aromanticism & arophobia & how the queer community contributes to it & hurts aro people. hence why i am so testy about when people will include the ace flag but not the aro one. YOU đ«” will care about your aromantic siblings and consider us this pride month!!!!!
I spent about three years functionally enslaved by my ex, a white woman. I escaped her in January of 2019 only by months of planning, and when she finally found out I had gathered the means to get away from her and hid enough of my belongings with friends, one of the first things out of her fucking mouth was âhow am I supposed to afford living here without you?â because even though we were no longer together, she had expected me to move in with her and her new boyfriend so that she could continue exploiting me economically.
In the past couple decades, Iâve met a couple dozen Black folks who have had a similar story happen to them with white people with varying timing/lengths. Some Iâm still in contact with, some have disappeared, some I just ainât kept ties with. No deed on us naming us their property legally, but thanks to the machinations of capitalism and white supremacy, property and slaves nonethelessâfar beyond the average abusive relationship.
For a lot of yâall, slavery is something abolished a couple centuries ago and history is history, why should it affect you now? Why should there be reparations for Black people or countries? For slightly better-taught folks, when we think of modern slavery, we usually think of prison labor, human trafficking, undocumented and exploited labor, the exploitation of the global south, we think of systems. Donât get me wrong that shit is still there and needs to be addressed, but some of yâall motherfuckers think the only slavery close to home for yâall is the white people calling themselves slaves on fetlife and thatâs a problem to me.
When I first named myself Anonsee, it was as a SW mononym the year I got free from my enslaver, in part because of the version of Anansi played by Orlando Jones for American Gods despite never seeing the full show. In particular, there are two monologues I used to be able to recite perfectly from memory.
The first, Coming to America/Story of Black People, is a story Anansi tells to captured Africans on a slave ship who prayed to him for help. So, he tells them a story. He tells them how they donât even know how fucked they are yet.
How over three centuries later, even after we âgot freeâ, we would still be getting fucked economically, socially, physically, emotionally, mentally, every damn which way while the professional descendants of slave catchers still enslave us and kill us in the streets, in our homes, our schools, our jobs, anywhere they fucking please.
âYou shed tears for Compe Anansi, and here he is, telling youâŠthere isnât one goddamn reason you shouldnât go up there right now and slit the throats of every one of these Dutch motherfuckers, and set fire to this ship.â
One hesitant man speaks up, saying that if the ship burns, everyone on it will die.
To which Anansi retorts âYouâre already dead, asshole. At least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. Let. The motherfucker. Burn. Let it all burn.â
The second monologue has him meeting with other African gods in a funeral home, who ask him why heâs so full of rage when they wish to choose peace, to choose complacency, to simply accept how things are.
Anansi says âI am not a god, in the sense that I can tolerate exploitation, oppression, and repression, my worshippers KNOW freedom ainât free and that the most potent weapon of control for the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed; they know slavery is not a condition, slavery is a cult. Human trafficking is a cult. Slavery got a rebrand like mothafuckin âThe Alt-Rightâ and snatched, another one gone.â
How every 30 seconds, another Black girl fucking disappears, and the new plantation owners built a pipeline to take us from school to prison while we live as a suppressed, oppressed people within the imperial core, living as spectacle, tool, or to be disappearedâno AMBER alert. Snatched, 30 seconds, another one gone.
âThe world assumes white people are naturally good, so when something bad happens, itâs a good person doing a bad thing. They assume Black people are naturally bad, so when something good happens, itâs only a matter of time before that animalâs true nature rears its ugly head.â
I run into people regularly who think Abolitionism is too far. Shit, some of them are even Black and think that if we simply reform modes of slavery everything will be okâthat if we just make sure its just the bad ones who experience slavery, surely we can keep the same systems in place. Hell, California even majority voted against abolishing slavery couple years ago. For economic reasons, you understand, right?â
If you are not at bare minimum an Abolitionist, you do not have an actually liberatory politic. If you say âslavery is generally bad but-â you are not anti-Slavery. If you donât see a world where every. single. individual. has baseline inalienable right to their life and freedom with no âbutâ or âexceptâ tacked on at the end, you are a whole lot closer to being a pro-slavery motherfucker than Iâm comfortable knowing, to being one of the motherfuckers that helped keep me enslaved to her for years.