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im over 18 btw. he/him. icon by @minecraftslimes

Discussions of trans women in sports often focus on elite/professional sports which honestly I find it hard to care about but the more common scenario of “we’re going to legally ban a high school girl from playing sports with her friends because she’s trans” is just profoundly evil

i remember when utah's (republican) governor ended up vetoing a law banning transgender students from playing high school sports when he looked at the numbers, and there were only four trans students in the state playing sports at all. he released a clumsily worded but surprisingly compassionate statement about the decision.

I must admit, I am not an expert on transgenderism. I struggle to understand so much of it, and the science is conflicting. When in doubt, however, I always try to err on the side of kindness, mercy, and compassion. I also try to get proximate, and I am learning so much from our transgender community. They are great kids who face enormous struggles. Here are the numbers that have most impacted my decision: 75,000, 4, 1, 86 and 56. 75,000 high school kids participating in high school sports in Utah. 4 transgender kids playing high school sports in Utah. 1 transgender student playing girls sports. 86% of trans youth reporting suicidality. 56% of trans youth having attempted suicide. Four kids and only one of them playing girls sports. That’s what all of this is about. Four kids who aren’t dominating or winning trophies or taking scholarships. Four kids who are just trying to find some friends and feel like they are a part of something. Four kids trying to get through each day. Rarely has so much fear and anger been directed at so few. I don’t understand what they are going through or why they feel the way they do. But I want them to live.

of course, it didn't amount to much. they overrode his veto. it's just so cartoonishly evil. an entire state's political body so desperate to terrorize this one little trans girl.

Sadly, in Gaza even basic wound disinfectants are unaffordable—if they exist at all. Today, Qais’s wound became infected, swelling larger and angrier. I will not forgive anyone who scrolls past and keeps browsing without sharing my post.

His wound is worsening, infection is spreading, and surgery is urgent. I am a mother in Gaza with no medicine and no answers, watching time steal my child piece by piece. Please donate to save Qais.

I refuse to let my baby fade quietly while the world scrolls past. If you are reading this, you are part of his story now. Share, help, donate now—be the reason Qais gets another tomorrow.

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Went into the notes app on my old phone and was reminded of the time I saw the world cup playing on mute on a restaurant tv while the players were singing what I assume was their national anthem and I got obsessed with the idea of football teams having to sing a "football song" about how much they love the sport before each game

whenever i post stupid shit that gets a lot of notes on here that i regret i take comfort in knowing that theres no real repercussions from that because this website is going to be tanked and shutdown within, at the most, 3 years

Every time I see people misconstruing the definition of punk for meaningless semantic discourse I mentally substitute "punk" for "electro swing"

"Are public libraries punk?" trite.

"Are public libraries electro swing?" immediately a better post

A Call for Help from Gaza Amid Cold, Rain, and Crisis 💔🥶

For the past four days, we have been going through a severe weather depression.

Bitter cold, nonstop rain, and on top of that, ongoing bombardment that makes fear even heavier.

I am a young man from Gaza, trying to find shelter with whatever is available, but nothing here is enough.

Clothes are soaked, food is scarce, and there is no real way to stay warm.

The nights are long, and every passing hour requires strength beyond what one can bear.

This is not a normal situation—it is an extreme necessity, where even the most basic needs have become a struggle.

I am not asking for much…

Just urgent support to help me get through these harsh days.

Even a small contribution here can mean warmth, temporary safety, and a chance to endure.💔🙏🏻

Show some interest here

Hello guys, please, please give me some attention here. Honestly, slowing down the donations is very deadly. I hope you pay attention. I don't want to complain to you much. You know, I'm very careful to hide the bad side of our lives from you so that I don't feel negative feelings. I'm also afraid for your feelings. I know how much sad you have because of us. That's why I always try to hide the bad side of you, but it is necessary to take care of my campaign this time, knowing that I helped you all by checking the campaigns and donating security, me, young man Hussein and Nablusi, so I want you to pay attention to this post, knowing that I will delete all the old posts and publish only this post because I'm about me by definition. Everyone knows me and knows the situation I'm going through here in Gaza. I hope you ،This is my donation link

Note that I am now married and need a lot of attention from youMy campaign has now reached £2300. We want to reach a good amount as much as you, knowing that the 2300 have been disbursed.

I need £600 to reach the short goal £3000

Hello friends

as you can see, I'm struggling with tent life and constantly having to light fires because of the high price of fuel and my inability to afford it. As you know, a tent doesn't protect you from the winter cold or the summer heat. I desperately need some money to buy some nylon to heat the tent and to purchase cooking fuel urgently. This situation constantly puts us at risk. Please help me with this urgently! 🙏🏻😔

If you haven’t read the “Bunsen and Beaker’s relationship” article on the Muppet Wiki you’re missing out on a great summary of how the two have canonically gone from “could be read as gay but probably not intentionally” to “we’re not even pretending these two are straight” over the years. these aren’t even half of the entries btw

Vinyl records are circular because it's an efficient use of space: the grooves that encode the music are laid out in a spiral on the disc, so that the needle only has to move as far as the disc's radius to read the entire thing. Before this clever idea was thought of, the grooves were instead laid out in a straight line, and every LP was a narrow rectangle more than a thousand feet long. To flip an album to side b at least two people were needed, one at each end, coordinating via shouted instructions.

(deeply, earnestly concerned) but hes not wearing heels and a mini skirt... how will he be empowered enough to fight supervillains?

If we cannot save her in time, she may die.

I will not forgive the silence of anyone who scrolls past this plea and ignores our pain.

This is not an exaggeration or an attempt to apply pressure — this is what the doctors have confirmed. My sister’s health may deteriorate due to a severe deficiency in vitamins, malnutrition, and anemia, and her body can no longer withstand any delay.

Proper nutrition and urgent treatment are her only chance to survive. Every day without support brings us closer to the worst.

I stand helpless beside her, watching the child I love grow weaker before my eyes, with nothing left but hope in the kindness of others.

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I am begging as a sister who has nothing left but hope in strangers. Do not let silence bury my sister. A share, a donation, a moment of compassion can keep my sister alive today.

Please my friend help us, your donation will be appreciated and our last chance to be alive, please please help

I often refer to my bottle-raised lamb as my adopted daughter, because it’s mostly true, it temporarily keeps nosy strangers from knowing I’m an eeeevil childfree woman, and it’s hilarious when people find out. And by that time they’re usually too disturbed by the “her-daughter-is-a-sheep” thing to get on my case about the “woman-with-no-husband-or-kids-oh-the-horror” thing.

Most of my friends are aware that I do this, and will back me up in conversations without batting an eye when I reference my daughter. And the best part is that they literally never drop the story. They just 100% all the time accept that I have a two-year-old adopted daughter. The fact that she happens to be a sheep is an unimportant detail, not worth mentioning until an anecdote gets too weird to plausibly be about a human toddler.

Which actually takes much longer than you’d think, since human toddlers apparently have absolutely zero sense. “She bites if you stop paying attention to her” is believable, “she tries to eat rocks out of the landscaping” is believable, “she stuck her head through a fence and couldn’t get out” is believable. “She jumped a five foot fence and came screaming back into the house through the dog door when I left her outside in the pasture” does get some strange looks, though usually not for the right reason.

Occasionally the joke gets turned around on me, though. I posted a picture on my not-tumblr blog of her wearing my glasses, and every comment was “Oh my gosh she looks just like you!!!” “I would never have known she was adopted If you hadn’t told me!!” “Are you sure that’s not an old picture of you?!”

So apparently this is what I look like:

At least she does look cute in glasses.

[ID: a close-up photo of a brown sheep, stylishly sporting a pair of glasses. End ID]

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