everybody shut up and look at my favourite anatolian hieroglyph
it's the L9/L444 sign and it means embraced or beloved
ALT
My friend worked with the People With AIDS Coalition in 1990 and found this while cleaning out some old folders. I can't stop thinking about it.
"especially if they've made it to 40" fucking Christ.
Yeah. That. I spent my formative years in DC for Reagan's terms, and never thought I'd make it to *twenty* much less this far beyond. And when I realized I would be? I found myself suddenly without any real, actionable plan for the future.
The AIDS epidemic was monstrous. Not only for the lack of cure, but for the easy excuse it made for 'good people' to rid themselves of those disgusting gays.
The national willingness to discard an entire generation of (at first) gay men and then any queer persons has done immeasurable damage to every single one of us who survived it. The horror stories you might have seen in tabloids or online memorials only scratch the surface. We were unpersoned. We were named dangerous simply by our existence, and our presence was a herald for death and disease.
Our joy was not in spite of this. Our mad parties, the tendency to live in the moment, the stereotypical 'cattiness' and sex-crazed outlooks that media showers us with us even now, these were survival techniques. We dance because we lived another day. We craved physical contact from a world that feared us even in the same room, or touching the same door handle, or gods forbid us holding your hand.
And it's happening again.
If you notice your queer elders seem a little agitated beyond their usual baseline with what's happening with their trans peers this time around it's because we all recognize it from the 70s, 80s, 90s.
Name it a disease. Imply it's contagious, made-up for attention, or masking the 'real' problem (it's always pedophilia, always), often in the same breath. Consistency doesn't matter, only fear and hatred.
Say trans folks aren't worth the same considerations that good, upstanding people are. Deny them the medical care that, were they not trans, they would otherwise qualify for. Gender affirming care. Hormone treatments. Comprehensive therapy. Acceptance.
(Hell, even those lucky enough to escape obvious open discrimination find it on the back end, with medical care suddenly not being covered after being prescribed. Ask me how I know.)
And it's not just the right-wingers. Ask your Democratic or NP rep, if you have one, their thoughts on transgender rights. Listen close. See if they actually say anything of substance.
And then when trans people start dying off in droves, vanishing to forced detransitioning, assault, murder, or worse, well, that's just proof there's something wrong, isn't it? Not with the system. With us.
This is why we ask that the newer generations of queer folks learn the history. It's not *all* about Stonewall and Pride. It's about the lengths that those in charge will go to in order to ensure our deaths.
Just reread Tunnel Vision by @lurkinglurkerwholurks and was talking with @motleysaint about the idea of comparing the JL Founders to different dogs, because lurker is entirely correct calling Bruce a boarder collie. Here are my thoughts on the rest of the founders:
Bruce: Border Collie/ sheepdog. high energy, needs to be doing a job or gets anxiety, needs to keep track of its subjects (people, sheep, etc)
Clark: livestock guarding dog, such as Komondor or Caucasian Shepherd dog. big, needed a lot of training at first, loyal af. (Komondors also blend in with the sheep due to their naturally cording fur.)
Diana: Norwegian Elkhound. Gorgeous, ancient history. Friendly, loyal, powerful, can take down large prey. OR Kuvasz. Beautiful coat, known for intelligence and strength. Protective and gentle towards loved ones.
Hal: Belgian Malinois. Intelligent, fast. Point at your target and watch 'em get taken care of. Responds well to positive reinforcement.
Oliver: Husky. Loud. Too smart for its own good sometimes. Will get bored very easily. Does the thing it's trained to do Very Well and wants to do it all the time. Agent of chaos.
Dinah: Border Terrier. Small but mighty. Willful. Known for its loud bark and high energy.
Barry: Jack Russel Terrier. Nearly inexhaustible energy, intelligent, agile hunters, and very friendly. Recognizable and lovable.
Arthur: Portuguese Water Dog. High friendliness, high intelligence. High maintenance (but he's a king, what do you expect?) and very pretty, but prone to misbehaving sometimes. Throw 'em in the water and let them work.
unless its egregious, i'm not embarrassed to be fooled by ai. "oh i got lied to via something made by the Lying Machine the machine we made to Lie really well" like it's gonna happen it's no egg on your face. just be chill about it
don't get me wrong. it's always devastating always humbling. no one wants to fall for the lying machine it just sounds bad. but you can't dwell
On the one hand I love living where I can drive out into the country in minutes. I get wild life and good air and beautiful scenery.
On the other… I would kill for some fucking decent noodles right now
