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If it’s not too prying – what prompted your decision to remain out and active in the trans community?
It never occurred to me to not be out and active. For one thing, I’ve been a political activist since I was in college, and I’ve volunteered for political campaigns since Nader in 2000. Beyond that, I identify as a trans woman. I have no desire to erase the “trans” part of who I am. I have no desire to fade into the crowd. I think it’s incredibly important to point out to society that yes, trans folks actually exist, and we kick ASS. That’s a big reason I’m so “out.” I also refuse to leave my fate and the fate of my trans sisters in the hands of others… So I will continue to agitate.
You’re really inspiring
That’s incredibly humbling. Thank you :)
I feel exactly the same way. I don’t hide who I am. I could, but I don’t want to. I have so much I can offer the world exactly as I am. I realize that not everyone has that option, and this is not a condemnation of those folks. It’s just a celebration of girls like us! Go us! :-D
Fuck yeah! #BaymaxKnuckles
That is really inspiring – and impressive. I kind of ended up wandering partially unintentionally, and partially intentionally into a closet. Have never lied (to my recollection), but also have been quite evasive with answers over the past few years…
I find it more odd because I used to run a trans-youth support group…so used to be very out-and-proud and then just kinda stopped when I handed the group over.
Been vaguely thinking about being more out, but haven’t really reached any conclusions yet. :)
So I walked into the bank and the friendly clerk, on my asking for a physical paper real actual thing type money order, rather than a digital one, looked confused and disorientated. She checked the calendar… no, it is 2015. She asked if I could possibly do it online.
Having explained that no, it says ‘Cheque or Money Order’ she said she couldn’t remember the cost and then between her and another person they found the form, blew off the dust, and discovered they couldn’t find – anywhere – the actual cost of doing it. They did know, however, that they have to send the form off and it gets processed elsewhere and then the money order is sent, by post, to me.
They suggested it might be around £15, but they weren’t sure because they most recently produced a money order about 5 years ago. They thought it probably took at least a couple of days.
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I tried the post office. They can’t produce them at all anymore.
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So it’ll be back to the bank on Monday then. Thankfully, they gave me the form because it’ll be a different branch I have to go to (my local little tiny one is closed on Mondays), and I have this feeling they’re going to be as lost as my local branch were.



Before, after, my shattered weapons, and the root I took revenge on.
Ah.. yes, if you haven’t thrown the handle away, that’s exactly the kind of break that might be repairable using my dad’s evil methods.
In a moment (when I finish my tea) I’m going to go to the bank and attempt to obtain an $88 money order. It’ll go in this envelope [points] which contains an application to be a registered nurse in WA. It goes with the $350 I sent over [there] to a company to assess my nursing qualification for its US compatibility.
Then over here I’ve got an e-mail to my university saying ‘Yes, I know I’ve had two sodding transcripts, and each time they get more pricey, but could I get a third, please, to the US this time? And what will that cost me?’. And here, a letter to one of my other universities saying ‘please can I have a transcript sent to this place’.
Irritatingly, or not irritatingly, having gone through all the trouble of requesting a replacement A Level certificate, when I’ve got into the application process proper it says ‘Requirement Waived’. So I didn’t have to wait a month, this could all have been in progress already. Grr.
In less terrifying activities, I planted three tomato plants, weeded the garden some, and put down more mulch and more bark chip. I need, unsurprisingly, more bark chip and more mulch. Oh, and some more plants. There’s some areas that are looking pretty sparse. Although I’m thinking of yanking out the failed attempt at an alpine plant area, transplanting them, and putting the pond in there. Oh and I attached the faux-trim which is making up the edge of the kitchen doorframe where they (in 1936) cut the edge off the lambs tongue trim to make the built-in cupboard (that we removed) fit. Then I filled the heck out of the edge where it joins the trim. Oh, and I changed the filter in the Dyson (despite the previous owner GLUEING it in (seriously, WTF?!)).
…oh and I’m published at Transport Evolved, again :)
the stereotype that women talk more than men is infinitely amusing to me because men are literally incapable of shutting the fuck up
i hope this post gets popular enough that i hurt a man’s feelings
It’s not a stereotype it’s a proven fact you femanazi piece of shit.
lmao there it is
You wanna talk proven facts? This shit’s been done, son: researcher Dale Spencer in Australia used audio and video tape to independently evaluate who talked the most in mixed-gender university classroom discussions. Regardless of the gender ratio of the students, whether the instructor was deliberately trying to encourage female participation or not, men always talked more—whether the metric was minutes of talking or number of words spoken.
Moreover, men literally have no clue how much they talk. When Spencer asked students to evaluate their perception of who talked more in a given discussion, women were pretty accurate; but men perceived the discussion as being “equal” when women talked only 15% of the time, and the discussion as being dominated by women if they talked only 30% of the time.
Spencer’s conclusion, if I may parahprase: you only think we talk too much because you’d rather we were silent.
Don’t fuck with me, asshole, I’m a scientist.