fridayfelts:

“Don’t tell me it’s private.  Tiger Beatdown explains it better than I could:

Heterosexuals do announce their sexuality in public, all the time, of course. Walking down the street holding hands, kissing their lover, wearing wedding rings, clothing and other aesthetic codes… In his coming out letter, Cooper notes that he didn’t come out because a reporter’s private life shouldn’t matter. Indeed. But part of the point is, being heterosexual isn’t private – it’s public.

Oh there are some people who think they’re private about their heterosexuality, but they do benefit from a heteronormative culture.  Maybe they’re uncomfortable with anyone else’s display of sexual identity because they don’t really think they have to have one.   never have to think about it.

Pretty much anything that makes a person go “Wow, I never have to think about that” is probably related to some kind of privilege.  A lot of people don’t like the word “privilege,” but I think it’s just a word for not even knowing (or not caring) what you’re taking for granted.

And I can see how people are trying to extend this privilege by saying “I don’t care, it doesn’t matter” in the same way that they don’t care about their own sexuality and think it doesn’t matter.  They’re often well-intentioned, and often not worth quibbling with — we have to pick our battles.

And yes, it’s possibly not directly important to the quality of Frank Ocean’s music whether he’s straight or not…but actually, I could easily see that being out as something other than straight might give him the freedom to address songs to non-heteronormative partners (real or theoretical) or queer subject matter.  Maybe just not having the tension of keeping a secret will allow him to concentrate better on his art.

You can do better than “not care”: you can be happy for us; you can be nice to us, show some interest in us.  We don’t have to “admit” we’re queer like we’re confessing a murder, but if it sounds like we do, you can acknowledge our battles and help us fight them.”


From “What not to say when you find out someone’s queer” by the Bisexual Wombat

feminishblog:

You may or may not have seen my original post about deciding to make some feminst tshirts - either way, here they are, and now it’s your turn to help me out, if you’d be so kind. :-) I have not yet sent them out to be made, because I first wanted to get your opinion on the ones you liked the most. I reserve the right to make tiny little tweaks on the shirts, however, what you see now is probably pretty much what you will be seeing as a purchasable option very soon. I am not going to be selling all of these shirts, at least not yet, as that would be too costly for me to have made. I am thinking I will send out for the top four favorite fitted shirts, and the top 1-2 unisex fit shirts. So be sure to let me know which ones you like (or don’t) so that you’ll have some options to purchase that satiate your cool feminist t-shirt needs! And don’t forget to tell your friends! I’m sure they want to look snazzy too. ;-) xx

I need these. All of these. :U

No, my problem is that the word “slut” has never felt like mine to reclaim. While women all over the world are waiting for people to stop seeing them as sex objects, women with disabilities are still waiting to be seen at all. We are less than a woman, somehow–certainly less than “slut.” Too often we are viewed as pitiable, pathetic and devoid of desire. We could never be “sluts.” If we are “lucky enough” to have partners, they get congratulations and pats on the back from strangers when they “take us out” in public. People applaud their generosity and selflessness for taking care of us, assuming they get nothing in return (certainly not sex or satisfying intimate connections). People imagine we are loved “in spite of” our disabilities rather than for all the other things we are. We struggle to find doctors who will monitor our pregnancies and help deliver our babies because it’s “dangerous” for us to be mothers.

Thoughts on Slutwalk from a Wheelchair

This.  is.  brilliant.

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Why can’t we interview you? We’re trying to do something for YOUR people. — A reporter from my university’s newspaper said this to me, an employee at our school’s GLBTQ Resource Center about the repeal of DADT.  They are not permitted to interview anyone at the center due to a history of quoting out of context and being extremely heterosexist. I felt horrified, categorized. (via microaggressions)
aaron-in-transit:


PEOPLE, not PARTS - New Design in the Merch Shop!
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Want. 

aaron-in-transit:

PEOPLE, not PARTS - New Design in the Merch Shop!

Click the photo to see items with this design, or click here to browse the shop!

Want. 

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