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  • I’m poorly made.

    The good thing is humans have a lousy warranty, so you might as well void it anyhow :)

  • These Bills Are Steaming Piles Of Transphobic, Homophobic Trash

    seattlish:

    Gosh, the Leg session is just so fun. Let’s all gather ‘round the campfire to read a dumpster fire of a bill introduced by a pair o’ bigots. 

    HB 2782, introduced today as an amendment to existing anti-discrimination legislation (49.60 RCW), is called the “

    Washington gender privacy protection act” reads as follows:

    (1) Nothing in this chapter or in any other provision of state
    10  law grants the right to any person who possesses male anatomy or male
    11  deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA) to enter into or use a public or private
    12  facility that is open to the public and is or has been segregated by
    13  gender for the private use of those who possess female anatomy or
    14  female deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA) including, but not limited to, a
    15  bathroom, restroom, toilet, shower, locker room, or sauna.
    16  (2) Nothing in this chapter or in any other provision of state
    17  law grants the right to any person who possesses female anatomy or
    18  female deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA) to enter into or use a public or
    19  private facility that is open to the public and is or has been
    20  segregated by gender for the use of those who possess male anatomy or
    p. 1 HB 2782
    1 male deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA) including, but not limited to, a
    2 bathroom, restroom, toilet, shower, locker room, or sauna.

    Are. You. Fucking. Real.

    Introduced by Rep. Tom Dent (R, Moses Lake) and Rep. Brad Klippert (R, Kennewick), the bill seeks to explicitly preclude trans folks and non-gender-binary individuals from using the restrooms which they find the most safe and comfortable. It’s a direct response to the clarifying language that was quietly enacted by the Human Rights Commission in December, allowing trans people to use bathrooms based on their identity, not their DNA (because seriously fuck that). 

    As if that’s not bad enough, the bill has an ugly brother that’s also been introduced—this one focusing on the “religious freedom” to be a fucking transmisogynist AND ALSO just straight-up homophobic jerk. Here’s part of that text:

    In general. Notwithstanding any statute, rule, or order to the contrary, the state shall not take any discriminatory action against a person, wholly or partially on the basis that such person believes, speaks, or acts in accordance with a sincerely held religious belief or moral conviction that:

    (a) Marriage is and should be recognized as the union of one man and one woman;

      (b) Sexual relations are properly reserved for marriage;

    © Male (man) and female (woman) refer to an individual’s immutable biological sex as objectively determined by anatomy and genetics by time of birth.

    WOWWWWWWW. What year is it again?

    Klippert is also a sponsor on this bill, alongside Reps Graham Hunt (R, Orting), Matt Shea (R, Spokane Valley), Jesse Young (R, Gig Harbor), David Taylor (R, Moxee), Elizabeth Scott (R, Monroe), Hans Geiger (R, Puyallup), and Jeff Holy (R, Cheney). 

    All are members of the House GOP, who had the audacity to tweet a fucking MLK tweet on Monday (some fight for freedom you’re leading!), and have not yet commented on these two abominations yet today. 

    Ansel at the Stranger predicted that this would happen/forecast it a few weeks ago; though it’s easy to get conned by Seattle’s liberalish-ness, remember that a lot of this state is staunchly red and staunchly invested in oppression and bigotry. 

    Interestingly, the ultimate right-wing manbaby, Rep Matt Manweller, is not included on any of these bills. That hasn’t stopped him from running his bigoted mouth about trans people, though, calling it “silliness.”

    Yes, because it’s fucking hilarious that trans people are being murdered at historic rates and that legislation like this 100% supports the kinds of transmisogyny that spurs hate crimes. 

    Of course, Governor Jay Inslee gets it; he’s unlikely to let any of this transphobic, homophobic nonsense become law if he has anything to do with it, which he will.

    Still, though, it’s fucking repulsive that these human beings are a.) being paid by our tax dollars and b.) will be supported every step of the way by people who thoroughly refuse to move away from the outdated idea that gender is anything other than a social construct and that a person’s genitalia is any kind of determining factor regarding their personality, their presentation, or their person as a whole. 

    H/T to Billy Duss for bringing these pieces of drek to our attention. 

  • shadesofmauve:

    pyoorkate:

    shadesofmauve:

    pyoorkate:

    shadesofmauve:

    I’m upset, because a friend posted this article about companies that send people potatoes, and it turned out to be about gag-gift potato messages. I thought it was going to be some sort of potato-of-the-month club.

    I wanted to sign @tinierpurplefishes up for it.

    A potato of the month club would be *amazing*. There are thousands of varieties of potato, and we in the ‘west’ eat about 8. So sad.

    Yup! There’s usually only four or five varieties in the grocery store, if that. I’ve had a few others when mom’s grown ‘em (She’s particularly fond of ‘la ratte’: “It’s called ‘la ratte’! It’s French for ‘the rat’! ‘Cause they look like rats!” /mom). I would totally be up for fancy landrace potato comparisons.

    …of course, if I had more disposable income I’d have no trouble disposing of it on cheese and wine and charcuterie and and and and.

    TL;DR: DELICIOUS NOMS.

    Noms are the best bit of every day :)

    OH BY THE WAY! You two are in the northwest now, so you should definitely know about Territorial Seeds once you have some land to grow things in. Only 11 kinds of seed potato, though. Everything they sell is test grown in the Willamette valley, so it’s specifically grown for the PNW. There are other, smaller local seed places that are very cool too – Territorial is just sort of the grandma.

    (Also they were totally smeared by uninformed people at the Oly co-op, so I feel like plugging them is a little bit of redress).

    Oh oh yes. Definitely. I am looking forward a ridiculous amount to having a garden to play with. First, a house (which is why the Timberland Regional Library is now lacking rather a lot of house building books).

    But I wonder if… oh yes, google tells me there are many people who specialise in heirloom potatoes. Between that and the heirloom apple bloke, I forsee much fun in the future.

    Mnyum. 

  • leftist-daily-reminders:

    As long as capitalism is a thing, progressive tax all the fucking way. The more you have, the more you pay in taxes percentage-wise.

    Even in vanilla liberal language, the rich make their money through the collective effort of workers, trade, and infrastructure, so they owe their fortunes to the interconnectivity of life.

    In spicy leftist language, the rich make their money through the extraction and appropriation of surplus value produced by workers and through the nature of hierarchical property relationships whereby owners profit off of users.

  • Because the pussies, or catkins, lengthen as the flowers mature, many pictures you see will not show the tight “pussy” that many people would recognize.

    I know it’s been awhile, but please try to remember you’re writing about a tree.
    (via shadesofmauve)

    “…it has attractive pussies in early spring before the leaves appear.“

    (via tinierpurplefishes)

  • shadesofmauve:

    pyoorkate:

    shadesofmauve:

    I’m upset, because a friend posted this article about companies that send people potatoes, and it turned out to be about gag-gift potato messages. I thought it was going to be some sort of potato-of-the-month club.

    I wanted to sign @tinierpurplefishes up for it.

    A potato of the month club would be *amazing*. There are thousands of varieties of potato, and we in the ‘west’ eat about 8. So sad.

    Yup! There’s usually only four or five varieties in the grocery store, if that. I’ve had a few others when mom’s grown ‘em (She’s particularly fond of ‘la ratte’: “It’s called ‘la ratte’! It’s French for ‘the rat’! ‘Cause they look like rats!” /mom). I would totally be up for fancy landrace potato comparisons.

    …of course, if I had more disposable income I’d have no trouble disposing of it on cheese and wine and charcuterie and and and and.

    TL;DR: DELICIOUS NOMS.

    Noms are the best bit of every day :)

  • shadesofmauve:

    I’m upset, because a friend posted this article about companies that send people potatoes, and it turned out to be about gag-gift potato messages. I thought it was going to be some sort of potato-of-the-month club.

    I wanted to sign @tinierpurplefishes up for it.

    A potato of the month club would be *amazing*. There are thousands of varieties of potato, and we in the ‘west’ eat about 8. So sad.

  • After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
    I heard the announcement:
    If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
    Please come to the gate immediately.

    Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
    An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
    Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
    Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
    Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
    Did this.

    I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
    Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
    Sho bit se-wee?

    The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
    She stopped crying.

    She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
    She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
    Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

    Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
    We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
    I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
    Would ride next to her—Southwest.

    She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

    Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
    Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

    Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
    Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

    She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
    Questions.

    She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
    Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
    And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

    To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
    Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
    The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
    Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

    And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
    Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
    American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
    And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

    And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
    Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

    With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
    Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

    And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
    This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

    Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
    —has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

    They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
    This can still happen anywhere.

    Not everything is lost.

    Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.”  (via oliviacirce)

  • 3 Ways to Keep Yourself Safe When You’re Not Ready to Leave Your Abusive Partner

    3 Ways to Keep Yourself Safe When You’re Not Ready to Leave Your Abusive Partner

    leaper182:

    misssatori:

    ask-an-mra-anything:

    ask-an-mra-anything:

    hellyeahscarleteen:

    In addition to what’s mentioned in this link, we have some info to help folks make a plan to stay safe when leaving an abusive relationship, and when they can’t leave just yet: The Scarleteen Safety Plan

    Seriously, I’ve only been able to skim this article so far, but I definitely plan on reading the whole thing later

    If you’re being abused by your partner, and you’re reading this right now, then you have awe-inspiring strength.

    You’re suffering, but you have the courage to seek out ideas on how to take care of yourself.

    I’m guessing you haven’t come across many tips like these. When I was being abused, the only advice I found was about how to leave an abusive partner, or how to heal after you’ve left.

    In this society we sometimes talk about abuse victims being strong after they leave, but frame them as weak before hand. I think that is so wrong. Living in an abusive relationship takes a strength that most people cannot even comprehend. you’re not weak because you stay. there are a million reasons why we stay because, frankly, abusers actively work to keep their victims trapped. 

    So know that if you’re in an abusive relationship right now as you read this, I think you are strong as fuck, and I am rooting hard as hell for you. 

    Honestly, if people feel even a little inclined to reblog this, I would appreciate it. I am not trying to guilt anyone, if you don’t reblog I won’t think you’re a horrible person, that’s totally your prerogative… But if these words can help even just one current victim of domestic violence… I would be so happy. 

    So many people can’t leave. So many. Please be safe.

    For anyone who’s been in an abusive relationship and gotten out, thank God you’re out of that.

    For anyone who hasn’t been able to leave their abuser, keep holding on and try to stay safe if you can.