Oh look, just as fast and dirty as any other April 1st gag bit. Matt, Staff, Automattic, etc, FIX YOUR HEARTS. And do some work on the real problem on here.
I am Mahmoud's wife. Unfortunately, I wanted to inform you that my husband Mahmoud was injured in the head, which caused a skull fracture that descended onto the nerves of the brain and affected the nerves of speech, hearing, and sight.
Mahmoud's condition is very critical and he must go abroad for treatment. He was injured 3 days ago and underwent surgery to clean his head. The doctors are telling us that he needs to undergo a major operation to remove the shrapnel or fix it to the skull bone so that no nerves in the brain are cut off.
Please donate and share this post widely so that we can get my husband out and receive treatment abroad.
Bro. I saw a terf on a post say. "If your experience of womanhood is constantly reminding people you're a woman, you're not one." Um. Ma'am. Have you met any minority woman? Like any of them?
I've said this before but every basic feminism 101 women's empowerment event I've ever been to has been all about telling women and girls that it's okay to speak up for ourselves, it's okay to take up space, it's okay to be strong and fast and loud and hungry and sexy and smart and good at things without feeling shame, but apparently, with the way some people talk, the second a trans woman does any of these things it's evidence of "male socialization" and needs to be called out and "corrected." like, even if this were the case, which it isn't, I think it's patently insane to believe "it looks like these women don't have as much crushing shame from a lifetime of experiencing misogyny as most other women" (<- a claim that, from my experience, is simply not true about trans women) and then follow it up with "I must Fix This by teaching them to shut up and be ashamed" instead of, like, idk "good for them, I wish this type of liberation for all other women as well."
I'm lacking the energy to fill in between bullet points so this is going to be a bare bones kind of thing. I'm thinking about strikes. I'm thinking about sustaining them. I'm thinking about how there's already an established logistical model for food distribution outside of the capitalist framework (in the form of operations like Food Not Bombs, as the first example that comes to mind) but I'm not aware of anything like that for food production. I'm thinking about how my time in the infantry taught me that supply lines are worthless without supplies.
1. A strike is far more likely to succeed if it's backed up by a strike fund.
2. A general strike will not have that critical component available if carried out in our current social order.
3. A federation of mutual aid networks can function as a de facto strike fund.
Therefore 4. I need to radicalize and organize with other "small farmers" in my area to lay a foundation for what we called "sustainment of force" operations when I was a grunt.
There's a lot more to it that I hope to be able to add to this but for now this is a placeholder.
something rlly fascinating about one kind of response ive gotten to telling ppl im cutting off my parents: “im sorry its come to that”. sympathetic right? its assumed that something has gone wrong, the relationship has followed a trajectory to a stage that is irretrievable (from where?), and that this stage is something i regret and would rather not have reached. that the parental bond is good, that i would obviously prefer to preserve it, and that my parents have said things or taken actions of late that have necessitated this step. in a recent attempt at contact, my mother asked “if we have done something to upset you”. i could say lots about my relationship to my parents here, but i dont want to miss the wood for the trees. that relationship was formative; i was a child, these are people that raised that child, that taught it how to be a person, as parents are wont. what if my parents have not done anything new? what if nothing has changed in their disposition to me? the problem may be precisely that, that nothing has changed. is that not the promise of the family? the infinite perpetuation of the blessed present? not the exception but the rule. this present is unbearable to me, and so i would like to change myself. im not sorry
It's with a heavy but hopeful heart that I watch Palestinian families fundraise on here, slowly accumulating the precious little money to go around that they need to survive. However, not everyone is so lucky. A lot of Palestinians that have not had that kind of luck, that did not get early verification, that did not get massive platforms behind them from large bloggers, have approached me in my inbox, asking me kindly to do what I can for them. It kills me that I have so little to give myself, but I've seen this platform collectively raise enough to change someone's life. I've made a list of Palestinian fundraisers that are extremely low on funds, in the hope that drawing attention to people who have not been lucky at all can help turn that luck around. I know most of us can't possibly give enough to get all of these families safe in one go. But please, reblog this list. Pick one or two fundraisers, give what you can, and then keep track of it. Slowly, collectively, we can make a difference in these people's lives. Share and donate as much as you can. https://docs.google.com/document/d/178EGDFKkHlh3y4TMVX82kqgITHsqtoMdNccI2f_94Os/edit?usp=sharing
i always mean it when i say i love you btw
you aren’t too old to transition btw