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Featured Spaceship

My favourite spaceship: the Ancient (both in age and the name of its creators) ship Destiny. A ship that travelled across galaxies for millions of years, searching for meaning in the universe, until Syfy cancelled the show it was on. Such a beautiful design, and well thought out too.

Two Truths and a Lie

A short poem I wrote relating to the lack of justice or transparency in politics:

Two Truths and a Lie.

Can you spot the falsehood?

Or have candour and mendacity become inseparable?

The snakes have danced their dance, and mesmerised the populace,

And now reality is a dream.

Or a nightmare.

Is there a binary anymore?

A distinct black and white.

Or is our world now made in endless shades of grey?

We have been left trying to pick out the minutia,

But when everything is a pencil sketch can differences be found?

The struggle for justice has lost its hue,

When the heroes you found are branded villains and questionedBy a media unable to speak.

Or scream.

The truth of the matter is that there is no truth now.

There are only lies to be found.

And truth.

When Orwellian thinking is the lifeblood of leadership,

Is there any solace to be found?

When the values so long encouraged and denied

Are diminished by the very people who defended, and coveted, those same values

Is there any future?

Will there even be an end?

Or are we trapped in an abyss of decline,

Until our very being is lost to thought so indecipherable and grey,

That we can no longer observe anything at all.

Can you spot two truths and the lie in a post-truth world?

Deadpool 3 perhaps? The pair have snogged before.

But what if they just happened to cast Andrew Garfield as the boyfriend in Deadpool 2, and someone in the movie is like, “hey, you look just like Peter Par-” but Deadpool tackles them before they can finish and then just looks directly at the camera and is like, “this is my boyfriend, Pete Parkley, and he is definitely not Spiderman because that would be a serious breach of licensing rights.” and then he just grabs Pete and tows him away by the suspicious red spandex collar poking out over the top of his T-shirt

Revolution of the Daleks

Road help.

I realise S8 is out now but some of their scenes together queerbated that much that I don’t think it matters.

After S7 (read from right to left)

I’m a cis-gender man which basically means that, when I was born, the doctor went “It’s a boy!” and when I was old enough to understand I agreed with him.

The thing is, I don’t know why I feel like a man.  I was teased and bullied for it a lot when I was little.  I’ve never had stereotypically American male interests.  I never cared about sports or cars or guns.  I was more interested in music and cooking and the arts.  I’ve always been emotionally in tune and sensitive, even when I did my best to suppress my emotions to survive a childhood of abuse from other children.

It’s not physical either.  I don’t feel like a man because I have a penis or a beard.  If you put my brain in a robot body or any other body, my essence would still feel male (I assume).  I literally can’t imagine what being any other gender would feel like, since I feel so acutely male.

I think that’s why the concept of being transgender always made sense to me.  I’m a man.  I don’t have any bloody clue why I feel like a man, but I don’t feel that it’s tied to my body or my interests or the way that I’ve been treated.  I feel like a man because of something beyond that.  Something ephemeral.  So, why couldn’t others feel the same?  Why couldn’t a person who’s been misidentified as a girl feel like a boy for the exact same nebulous reasons that I do?

And, since gender really doesn’t make any sense to me anyway, why couldn’t there also be people who feel as if they don’t have one?  Or who flow across genders like a ship on a map?

Are there people out there whose sense of their own gender is inseparable from their physical form?  If you put those people into robot bodies or, simply, other physically different bodies, would their gender identity also swap?  If so, why?  Are they actually more lost in their gender identity than I am and they need to hone in on the physical in order to anchor themselves?

Why do people feel like they are the gender that they are?

Now that I study Politics, all I can think about is the theories applying to what she’s saying. I should be able to just enjoy Monty Python.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975), dir. Terry Gilliam, Terry Jones

It's been a rough few days on the run