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hey tumblr — anyone out there live close to this imaginary blue line & willing to let me & rachel & haley crash overnight on our way to IDA on june 4th?
haley’s sitting next to me untangling headphones listening to james blake & i’m typing my shitty paper on restorative justice listening to britney spears & now my mom just walked in with her cowbell & the three of us stood up & started dancing
update - now haley put on the slits - i heard it thru the grapevine & grabbed my mom’s cowbell & my mom grabbed her recorder & bell & the two of them tickled me until i put down my computer to jump around with them
& yet i keep repeating it bc the phenomenon seems inescapable
im not-so-patiently awaiting the day when the cis gender “progressives”
~~who are in long term, committed, heterosexual relationships
~~with (primary) partners who are also cis gender
stop gushing to me about how queer their relationships are
listen, im not here to police anybody’s sexuality. if you say that you are queer, i rly do believe you. but can you please acknowledge that queer is much more than an identity qualifier for some of us? it’s a lived experience, a shitty lived experience at that. im not saying that you shouldnt identify as queer, rather that you should be mindful of how much space you may be taking up in certain discussions & how that may feel really yucky for people who can’t benefit from the same sort of passing privilege. like, maybe you should stop implicitly assuming that we have a shared bond & i can somehow rly ~relate~ bc i also own a strap on. going on & on & on about how you are also queer & fuck the heteronormie whatever complex doesn’t make me feel affirmed or like i have community or comradely or anything, it just makes me feel even more confused & never want to leave my apartment.
1994 was one of the worst years for america re: welfare reform / suddenly everything had to be privatized however butch vig & others produced some rly good music
academia is a process of doing and preforming, it is a performance that had been imposed upon the most fortunate of us, i need to stop writing this paper