J’ai de la misère à m’insérer dans les histoires romantiques hétéros parce que je ne suis pas une femme. J’ai de la misère à misérer dans les histoires romantiques homos parce que je ne suis pas un homme. La seule solution c’est de créer mes propres histoires avec des personnages trans non-binaire dans le genre qui vivent des histoires amoureuses qui ne sont pas destinées à faire s’émouvoir un spectateur cis imaginé.
As exercise, I’ll be sharing a drop of my inspiration folder each day for a month. The theme will remain unspoken and will be relaxed yet connected. Let me know what you think and if you’d like to suggest a topic :)
Week one round up: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
…the older I get, the more I see how women are described as having gone mad, when what they’ve actually become is knowledgeable and powerful and fucking furious.
Guaranteed basic income to every citizen, whether or not they are employed to ensure their survival and that they live in a dignified, humane way, preventing poverty, illness, homelessness, reducing crime, encouraging higher education and learning vocations as well as helping society become more prosperous as a whole.
Wow. Forget raising the minimum wage. This is much much better idea.
The minimum wage could actually drop if we had basic income.
But Americans would never go for it. Miserably slogging through 12 hour days and having businesses open 24/7 is too engrained in our culture.
"BUT WHERE WILL THE GOVERNMENT GET THE MONEY?" screamed Joe Schmoe, slamming a meaty fist onto the table and getting mouth-froth all over the front of his greying tank top. "You libt*rds all think money grows on TREES!! HAHA!"
"But where will people get the incentive to work?!" Mindy Bindy cried, flapping her hands in front of her face. She’d had a fear of the unemployed lollygagging about ever since she was a child and her mother told her to be afraid of the unemployed lollygagging about. "You think people should get paid for nothing? I work hard for my money!”
"But who will serve me?" grumbled Marty McMoneybags. "Who will make me feel important? Who will do my laundry and cook my food and stand in front of me wearing a plastic smile while I take out all my stress—because I do have a lot of stress, you know, being this rich is stressful—on them?” He paused and straightened out the piles of hundred dollar bills on the desk in front of him, then raised his two watery, outraged eyes up to the Heavens. “Lord, if there are no poor people, how will I know that I’m rich??”
I laughed. This is perfect! Well said!
The thing is, while I’m sure you could scrape up a few people who’d be willing to just float by on a guaranteed minimum income? For most people the choice to work would be a no-brainer. “Hmmm. I can get by on 33k a year, or I can take that part time job and make 48k… enough to move to a better apartment, maybe take the family on vacation. Sold.” Hell, most people would want to work simply because it gives one a sense of dignity and something to do with one’s time. (Speaking as someone who’s been unemployed, on extended sick leave, etc. in her time, the boredom and sense of isolation that comes with not having a job is almost as bad as the humiliation of having to depend on other people for one’s survival.)
And with this system, part-time jobs and “non-skilled” jobs would be much more readily available because nobody would need to work two or three jobs just to stay afloat!
Which would ALSO mean that employers and customers couldn’t shamelessly exploit employees the way they can today, because if losing a job weren’t necessarily a financial disaster, more people would be willing to walk out on jobs where they weren’t being treated with dignity.
And if this also applies to students (and it should) then student loans would become much less of a problem, and fewer people would flunk out of school because of having to juggle studies and work.
Far fewer people would be forced to stay with abusive partners, parents or roommates because they couldn’t afford to move out.
And the thing is, all those people who suddenly had money? They’d be spending it. They’d be getting all the stuff they can’t afford now - new clothes, books, toys, locally-produced food, car repairs - and with each purchase money would flow BACK to the government, because VAT, also income tax.
The unemployed and/or disabled wouldn’t need special support any more - which would also mean the government could fire however many admins who are currently engaged in humiliating - *cough* making sure those people aren’t getting money they don’t deserve. Same for medical benefits and pensions. And I’m no legal scholar, but I somehow imagine less financial desperation would lead to less petty crime, and hence less need for police and security everywhere?
TL;DR Doomie thinks this is a good idea, laughs at those who protest.
reblogging for more top commentary
They tried something like this out in Canada as a sort of social experiment, called Mincome. What they found was that, on the whole, people continued to work about as much as they did before. Only new mothers and teenagers worked substantially less hours.
But wait, there’s more. Because parents were spending just a little more time at home and involved with their families, test scores increased. Because teens didn’t have to work to support their families, drop-out rates decreased. Crime rates, hospital visits, psychiatric hospitalizations and domestic abuse rates all dropped, as well. More adults pursued higher education. Those who continued to work reported more job flexibility and more opportunity to choose employment they preferred.
Basically, now you can go prove to your asshole family members that society won’t collapse without poor people for you to feel better than.
Entoloma percoelestinum - A new species from Europe and Russia
A new species named Entoloma percoelestinum (Entolomataceae), just described this year and native to Eastern and Western Europe, as well as Western Siberia (Russia). It got its name for looking a lot like Entoloma coelestinum - the “сelestial” Entoloma.
This mushroom is uniformly dark blue, blackish blue or black.
Photo credit: ©Tatiana Bulyonkova | Locality: Akademgorodok, Novosibirsk, Siberia, Russia (2012)
I know i’ve been away from quite some time, maybe because i felt unconfortable but I couldn’t quite grasp WHY. Now I do.
In itself, activism on tumblr is a good idea. I mean, you get to talk with people who you would have never met in real life, who may have different opinions, interesting things to say etc… It’s definitely mind-opening.
But I feel like tumblr is
a) like all of the internet, full of people who may be well-meaning but who jump too fast to conclusions and judge other users (you’re not feminist enough, you’re this and that…)b) WAY too perfectionist. I get that the unfair world we live in is highly frustrating. Don’t worry, I’m pretty pissed too that I have to live with biphobic parents and go to a school which I’m sure will make my depression worse, but virtually yelling at each other will not do anything.
Basically I feel like every beginning of a debate fails because we are too demanding, or hurt. Which is valid, I’m the last person who is going to tell you “you’re such a butthurt, don’t take things so personally” because we are talking about topics that touch us, personnally, our lives, identities etc…
But to sum things up (though this post is kinda going everywhere) I’m going to blog a lot less about social justice, but more about me (hell, even my therapist says i should treat myself more) and things I like (art, photo, artistic makeup, vegetarianism …)
And I mean crap
I should definitely get off any “feminist” or “LGBT” internet platform ever.
They are all full of complicated theory I just don’t get, and annoying biphobia that makes me wanna go the hell away from it!
"Je crois que les bisexuelLEs finissent toujours par choisir un côté."
Et ce côté est celui de la bisexualité.
Non, sincèrement, ce que la société perçoit comme “choisir un côté” est juste la conséquence de l’occultation de la bisexualité. On décidera de “notre côté” à notre place en regardant notre ou nos relations présentes, nos pratiques, nos relations passées, en quantifiant nos sentiments, en se focalisant sur celleux qui évoluent vers une monosexualité, etc.
En réalité, nos expériences sont variées, il n’y a pas de règle, nous ne choisissons rien, nous vivons.
On oppression, privilege and why I’m not on Tumblr that much
Recently I have been reading (or at least tried to, they’re very academic) pretty smart criticism of social justice and stuff. (often marxist one)
I’m not saying privilege/oppression way of thinking and things like that aren’t useful, but they feel very detached from, you know… reality? I’m especially thinking about the debate between anti-trans women feminists and trans women (and their allies), where it’s rather clear to me that trans women ARE hated on in this society, but some folks will still argue weird stuff about “women born women” or whatever.
Also I find the dialogue on Tumblr to be super centered on langage, which sometimes turns into not-so-understanble things (especially for people like me who aren’t native english speakers)
So yeah idk, I’m still on Tumblr, looking at stuff, but I’m gonna be reading something else, might be better for my brain.