“oh no we’re all doomed by the narrative” maybe you are. i’m the narrative’s favourite.
update: turns out this is not a good thing for me

“oh no we’re all doomed by the narrative” maybe you are. i’m the narrative’s favourite.
update: turns out this is not a good thing for me
idk guys maybe we should try calling the amazon rain forest “sovereign indigenous lands” more often because i’m still seeing people talk about it like some sort of vast terra nullis where there are only animals–you know, like a colonialist
There are lots of indigenous people and tribes here, and their culture is shared a lot in my hometown — I’m from Manaus which is a city literally in the middle of the Amazon rainforest. So, yeah, people need to stop talking like that.
I guarantee he does not.
it is really wild that people are incapable of seeing children as being able to make autonomous informed decisions
for a while my family thought my sibling might be a trans girl, because they didn’t want their voice to become masculine with puberty. my mother reached out and spoke with a someone associated with a gender pediatric clinic, who basically guided my mother about having a discussion with my sibling. my folks sat down with my sibling and asked a series of questions that were given by the gender clinic. it turns out my sibling simply didn’t want to leave the Soprano Alto choir, because they felt uncomfortable being amongst the boy’s choir. my sibling does not feel like a boy, but doesn’t actually have body or gender dysphoria. my parents found a co-ed choir for them, and they are now an extremely accomplished tenor. my sibling now considers themself as simply “androgynous.” my folks are incredibly supportive on my sibling’s choices to dress in feminine fashion as well as their opera studies.
this idea that pediatric gender clinics are here to maliciously convince children to become trans, and force them into trans affirming surgery or hormones, is ridiculous. it is also ridiculous to claim that they are trying to force labels on gender non conforming children. they are there to provide resources for gnc children and trans children, as well as parents who might be confused by what it means to be LGBT+
kids deserve respect and human rights. talk to them. listen to them. work with them.
This fish is clearly in distress. The fish is stationary, also known as the “freeze” response, indicating an enormous feeling of panic within the animal. The water is far too shallow for a fish of this size, and keeping a fish in a bathtub is unsanitary, both for you and the fish. This is not a healthy environment for a fish to be in, both physically and mentally, as the shock of the unfit living condition can severely lower a fish’s life expectancy - it is not cute, it is not trendy, and it is not worth the aesthetically pleasing instagram shots. Please stop treating animals like toys.
[Image ID: a photo of a corndog in a bathtub. End ID.]
I got very loudly deadnamed and misgendered multiple times at the doctors office today. This new receptionist ignored the preferred name on my profile to deadname and misgender me loudly, louder than she talked about anyone else in the waiting room. My birth certificate says "F" nex to sex, my medical documentation reflects this, and I was still deadnamed and misgendered.
And the saving grace was a woman and her child. I wear cat-ears and the child too young to speak loved them, and kept pointing and looking at me. I'm assuming her mother kept saying "yeah, she's wearing cat-ears", "yeah, that woman has cute cat-ears", and the like. Her child was enamoured with them, and that woman didn't misgender me once. And each time my very obviously masculine deadname name came up, she looked upset at the receptionist, but not once did she give me a bad look.
It doesn't have to be much. You don't need to be a knight in shining armour, or in someones face. Simply a quiet refusal to play along with someone elses bullshit is enough. It was enough to turn a trying and tiring moment into something that put a smile on my face and joy back into my life. It wasn't a lot but it mattered to me.