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Alicia Smith: 17 Rubber Uteri

17. The number of the star card in tarot. The card of emotional release and with it freedom to see the wonders around you. Renewal, serenity and hope.

17. Exactly half of the uteri I set out to make.

Because 34 Senators voted for sb 1433. The bill that started it all. The bill that reared back…

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Plenty of oppressive bullshit goes down under the guise of nice. Every day, nice, caring, friendly people try to take our bodily autonomy away from us (women, queers, trans people, nonbinaries, fat people, POC…you name it, they just don’t think we know what’s good for us!). These people would hold a door for us if they saw us coming. Our enemies are not only the people holding ‘Fags Die God Laughs’ signs, they are the nice people who just feel like marriage should be between a man and a woman, no offense, it’s just how they feel! We once got a very nice comment on this site that we decided we could not publish because its content was ‘But how can I respect women when they dress like – sorry to say it, pardon my language – sluts?’. This is vile, disgusting misogyny and no amount of sugar coating and politeness can make it okay. Similarly, most of the people who run ex-gay therapy clinics are actually very nice and polite! They just want to save you! Nicely! Clearly, niceness means FUCK ALL.

The Revolution Will Not Be Polite: The Issue of Nice versus Good (Social Justice League)

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cosmo-kramer-the-assman:

vincent van gogh fuck yourself

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MAKEUP TUTORIAL

birdr:

I. PUT A BUNCH OF STUFF ON YR FACE

II. GLARE AT EVERYONE

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my chronic illness bill of rights

conjuringseed:

billierain:

I HAVE THE RIGHT…

to the full range of emotional responses to my experiences—from self-pity to gratitude and everything in between.

to seek out information and advice from any source i can find.

to follow or disregard any advice or recommendations i receive from strangers, friends and family, fellow sickos, books, or health practitioners.

to seek relief or a cure, or not, as i see fit.

to healthcare, including face-to-face visits with allopathic and alternative practitioners, prescriptions and supplements, assistive devices, fitness classes, and access to the information i need to make informed decisions about the potential risks and benefits of whatever i pursue.

to any accommodations i need in order to have the option of participation in the public life of my community and the larger society.

to define my level of availability to others based on how i feel and my assessment of my needs.

to make plans and commitments with the understanding that i may be too sick to follow through on them.

to address conflicts and disagreements in ways that honor the delicate relationship between stress and my well-being.

to not be compared, favorably or unfavorably, with others who share any or all of my diagnoses.

not to have to answer the question, “how are you?”

to be appreciated for the contributions i make to my communities, even just by my presence.

to be valued for who i am, not what i do.

written by me, billie rain

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emphasis mine

because #nearlyimpossible

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red3blog:

(Had a request to post this answer in a rebloggable form, so here goes)

Thin shaming is not a thing in the same way that misandry is not a thing. Just as “misandry” isn’t actually concerned with attacks on men, thin shaming isn’t really about body policing of thin bodies, which obviously happens. Rather, the concept is about enforcing thin privilege through establishing a false and destructive false equivillence between what a privileged group experiences and what a disenfranchised group experiences. That’s what people do when they suggest that body policing of a thin body is exactly the same as body policing a fat body. No it isn’t. And by asserting them as exactly the same thing, you aren’t standing up for thin bodies, but advertising a disrespect and disregard for fat bodies and for our real oppression.

Saying misandry isn’t real isn’t saying that some cis-male individuals don’t get targeted by women for abuse. Its saying that equating this with misogyny is hurtful and purposefully counterproductive. Its acknowledging that the purpose of such claims is to negate and disregard the abuse that an oppressed and disenfranchised group is subjected to and to recenter attention onto the needs and problems of those who already enjoy great privilege.

I don’t think body policing is justified, but none of what anyone I’ve seen said even comes close to even being body policing. And even if it did, it would be functionally different than what fat shaming is. That is why thin shaming isn’t a thing. Its not about body policing of thin bodies, but of appropriating the language of oppression to use as a tool of oppression. That’s nothing I’m obligated to acknowledge.

doctorwho:

I don’t know why you put up with me.

Oh, but this is not a matter of “glorifying” obesity. Glorifying obesity would take multiple TV shows depicting fat folks riding unicorns and devouring warm pies whilst counting the bags of money they’ve gained from being fat. Indeed, if simply putting fat people on television was enough to “glorify” obesity, then The Biggest Loser should have done the trick years ago. It hasn’t, because The Biggest Loser is a show built on the humiliation and punishment (self-inflicted or otherwise) of fat people. When we say that putting fat people on television will “glorify” their bodies, what we really mean is that we are uncomfortable giving fat people any attention that is not overtly negative. Because fat people need to be told: don’t be fat. Being fat means you are not entitled to a normal life. Being fat means you are not entitled to love. Being fat means you are not entitled to humanity, much less dignity.

http://www.fatshionista.com/ (via pussy-envy)

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You don’t need fashion designers when you are young. Have faith in your own bad taste. Buy the cheapest thing in your local thrift shop - the clothes that are freshly out of style with even the hippest people a few years older than you. Get on the fashion nerves of your peers, not your parents - that is the key to fashion leadership. Ill-fitting is always stylish. But be more creative - wear your clothes inside out, backward, upside down. Throw bleach in a load of colored laundry. Follow the exact opposite of the dry cleaning instructions inside the clothes that cost the most in your thrift shop. Don’t wear jewelry - stick Band-Aids on your wrists or make a necklace out of them. Wear Scotch tape on the side of your face like a bad face-lift attempt. Mismatch your shoes. Best yet, do as Mink Stole used to do: go to the thrift store the day after Halloween, when the children’s trick-or-treat costumes are on sale, buy one, and wear it as your uniform of defiance.

John Waters (via neat-girl)

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