“I want to control women’s language (please dont fight back. please do what i say. do not question me.)”
I need cis women to limit their use of the word “women” as much as possible tbh
When you make posts that use the word women/woman for people who experience misogony you’re excluding all the trans and nonbinary people who experience misogony, you’re telling us that to have access to feminism and activist communities that we have to label ourselves women even if we don’t.
And then if you use the word women to talk about body functions such as menstruation you’re also excluding trans women who don’t experience those things.
Please find alternative language when you aren’t referring to yourself or specific people because it’s really tiring being misgendered because cis people won’t think things through.
Every one who falls short of cis men experiences some level of gender discrimination based in misogony. Gender discrimination will never be simple enough to fit into a binary so you need to take that into account when you interact with gender related activism and justice.
(Cis people can reblog but no arguments please)
LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO
what the fuck even is "mom stuff" bro. you are parenting. as a male. they have a name for that, its being a father. is there literally anything outside of BIRTH that could be solely "mom stuff"???
Do the Jana have any practical, day-to-day spheres of influence? I know they have virtues, but they seem distant.
Tumblr ate my last answer, and this one is far clunkier. Forgive me.
But yes. I have made a study of the Great Janati, pulling from original Madrian sources and modern Filianic sources, as well as personal research. Most of my ideas are still hodge-podge brainstorms, but I will post the three most ‘complete’ answers below.
-Sai Vikhe is the Opener. The cutting edge, the strength to endure. She is the patron of warriors, medical surgeons, firemen, and anyone else who uses blades or force to save lives and remove danger. She is precision, a rallying cry, and the protector of those who cannot protect themselves from the danger they face. At the highest level, she is Holy Valour. The neverending war against the demons, against Irkalla; to fight for eternity, to fight to exhaustion and beyond because without her protection, we would be consumed by monsters within and monsters without. The valour to wield truth like a blade, the sharpest blade.
-Sai Sushuri is the Soother. The healing touch, the deep water. She is patron of psychiatrists, hospice workers, and naturopathic medical professionals, as well as boaters and fishermen; any who make their money off the open waters. She is the calm lake and the terrible storm, for hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. At the highest level, she is Holy Love. Gentle love and fierce love, the love of Dea for us. A love that compelled the Daughter to be shattered for our ultimate healing and redemption, and the love that tore apart the very gates of hell itself.
-Sai Mati is the Knower. The keen eye, the knowing hands. She is patron of advisers, farmers and craftsmen, of those whose hands and minds provide what civilization needs. Librarians, researchers, farmers, mechanics, carpenters; knowledge that improves the material world. At the highest level, she is Holy Wisdom. The saying, “Any work done prayerfully becomes an offering of infinite virtue” comes to mind. The maiden picking apples who cuts one open and is suddenly struck by the epiphany of the Pentacle within- that is Sai Mati.
This is the extent of my comprehensible research. I’ll add to it as I go.
Blessed is she.
This is literally how I desisted! I got my first job, and didn’t want to explain my pronouns to my boss or any of my coworkers. so 30-40 hours a week I existed outside my own little world, as a young woman. after a few months I realised I didnt actually care about being nonbinary anymore.
need to collect more of these
Apollonia Saintclair
Full Moon Fever
the “do you want to [thing they don’t want to do] right now, or in five minutes” method of getting a kid to do what you want genuinely hilarious, and very effective.
anyways, the two-party system is
I'm 25, but COVID years dont count I think.
the council has conferred and it has been decided that the most painful ages to happen to a person are 12, 17, 19, and 23
Some background:
I was inspired to do this when I went to the grocery store for some ice. Some of my followers may know that I was laid off in July, mere days after emergency gallbladder surgery. I’m deep in debt, living off my pension of 2 weeks pay for every year I worked there. I have to be very careful with how I spend my money. I was in line at the 99 Cent Store, just buying ice. When you buy ice at this store, you ask for it at the register, pay for it, then go get it on your way out the door. I guess too many customers were putting ice in the cart and wandering the store for hours, causing lots of slip hazards.
Anyways, I was in line and because I had no items for the belt, I just put down two separators to indicate that I was a person between the guy ahead of me and the guy behind me.
The guy behind me started to load up his groceries, but placed them between my separators by mistake. I just put a new separator down in front, to recreate the opening. No big deal. He immediately apologized when I explained I just have ice. We had a pretty short laugh about it, and when I went up to pay, the cashier said it was $1.10. I had $2, but forgot about the tax. I turned to the guy behind me and said “Hey man, you got a dime? It’d be a shame to break a whole dollar.” He immediately said yeah and grabbed a quarter. “I got you.”
Thanks, man.
The next part is the call to action.
On my way out, I told him “May 2020 be the year that everything goes your way. May you benefit in ways that are important to you, whether you know what they are or not.”
I’m hoping the world gets a little bit better for everyone this year, when kindness is rewarded with blessings.
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