Although many trans* folk (on the tumblr scene, at least!) may have a while before needing such a pronoun, I stumbled upon this, and felt it needs to be spread. The people pictured are the Glendenings, a French Canadian couple. Several photos of the two were given to me by an old…
i hate lady gaga for so many reasons.
but i think her whole “jo calderone” thing is the worst one.
she uses people’s actual identities as this entertaining costume to gain more attention for herself. if she actually gave a shit about trans* people or even the queer community in general, she wouldn’t write shitty fucking songs like “born this way” and she wouldn’t say “oh, here we go again” when someone asks her a question criticizing the way she addresses the queer community.
if she actually gave a shit about trans* people you would hear her talking about them, not just dressing up. it’s all fucking theatrical, this is the same thing as when she used a wheelchair onstage. this is the same thing as when, during a photo shoot that was “asian inspired”, she squinted her eyes in every single picture. it’s the same shit. she’s a fucking commodity and this is the cheapest possible way to make oppressed minorities feel like “oh, she cares!”
she doesn’t.
not to mention that using tape to bind is a terrible idea and it’s bad for you.
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rebloggin’ my own self because i’ve seen this gif about 2,000 times on my dashboard today, all with the caption “UNF SO HOTTTTTTT”, etc.
Throwing my two cents into the tumblr rage because I can.
I was quite skeptical initially of the Jo Calderone business, among other theatrical moves she’s done. Basically, I wanted to hate what she was doing, but ultimately I can’t. She’s brought way too much light to the lifestyle I live, and that of so many others.
First of all, Gaga’s business is indeed theatrical, and I do not blame her, nor think that it is wrong to be doing. Her ‘cheap theater’ is what earned LGBT groups, Alzheimer’s benefits, children’s groups, and more over $5,000,000. If she didn’t care, I don’t think she’d be doing that, nor attending gay rights events everywhere. Like her music or not, it is one of the largest contributors the community has, and many find her music inspiring. Any qualm with that would be purely opinion based, as much of the argument is.
As for my opinion, Gaga inspires me. She’s shone light on the things that I, and so many others, have done just to be ourselves. I’ve gotten bruised ribs and blisters from the tape I put over my breasts just to be who I am. Of course her act is an act, but it has brought attention from tons of people I know as to what I went through. She brought understanding to my life in the same way that Chaz Bono has, and other celebrities who have lived their lives in the light. I admire her courage, and I thank her for bringing eyes to a situation that I was too afraid to.
Binding with tape is bad, but regardless of whether Gaga is doing it, I know hundreds of kids just like me will still do it. Whether she knows just what she’s about to do, as none of us truly know her intention, I believe she cares, and I don’t feel threatened by her act. In fact, I feel understood.
(Source: kezzoh, via disgustinghuman)
There’s so much emotional response and just muddled emotion all over the place around here. I feel like there’s so much insanity and negative expression here. The house feels like it will explode if I express even the slightest discomfort or desire over anything. I’m the teenager here, yet I seem to be the one feeling like I have to listen to and protect everyone else from their emotions. I just can’t stop, nor can I be emotional too, even when I really need to. I have more emotional responsibility than I should.
Read on for emotional rant about my home life.
I feel like I couldn’t possibly date anyone, as my family is already in a fit over my brother’s infidelity to his wife and his abusive drinking problem, and their desire to force my sister away from the one she loves in the belief that it will force her to act the way she did before the relationship happened. (Regardless of the fact that her girlfriend saved her life in the beginning) How could I date anyone when there’s so much stress already.
They aren’t fit to manage their disgust over my pansexuality. I can’t even go a day without my binder on without being harassed for not being “a real transman” and “putting up with the lifestyle I chose”, and being questioned as to whether I’ve changed my mind. No, mom, my ribs just hurt from the binding, thank you.
I wish I could run off to somewhere where things could be just for me sometimes. Where something could be done because I want to. Where I could express whoever I am, however I want, simply because I want to. Where I could be with who I want and forget my family’s fuckery. Too bad all the shelters around here are religious. *sigh*
It was incredible and I wasn’t supposed to be touching it because it’s grandpa’s, but I did anyway. o wo It sounded fantastic. I listened to “Music to Watch Girls By”.
I was confounded.
Who knows how they work? How does a needle make music?
I’m just lonely, but with anxiety issues and shit I just come off a douche. How troublesome. :/ Thinking I’ll just give up on the whole attempt to let someone in. It’s easier to be unattached and not expected to be outgoing… But it is lonely. I need to find more people that I can effortlessly be with.
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Hmm…
