I NEVER KNOW HOW TO ESCAPE SPACES IN WHICH I FEEL UNSAFE. ESPECIALLY IN SPACES THAT I PREVIOUSLY TRUSTED AND NOW FEEL UNSAFE IN. NOT UNSAFE IN ANY EXTREME WAY, BUT SOCIALLY AND INTER-PERSONALLY UNSAFE. LIKE WHEN MY WORDS AND MANNERISMS ARE IMMEDIATELY TAKEN AS FUNNY, BIZARRE OR UNTRUE. WHEN…
“The fact is that in the last decade or so, trans men (particularly white trans men) have come to take the lead roles in trans activism in many ways in many parts of North America. One result of this has been that trans women (particularly trans women of color) have often found themselves struggling to find space within which they could speak for themselves. By presenting himself and Chaz Bono as activists while presenting trans women of color as passive, Gunner Scott has unfortunately fallen into this trap by perpetuating the cycle in which trans women are denied agency, even while their stories are used to promote the “need for trans visibility.”
this is a really good analysis. and without derailing that it’s about trans women, i think it’s probably also good for anyone thinking about who has more power and who is spoken for in a social movement/campaign/community..
(via autumn-and-eve)
“What is it with the royal family and eggs? If we are to believe Charles Oliver, a servant who worked at Buckingham Palace under Victoria, George VI and Queen Elizabeth II, and whose “lost” diaries were eventually used, in 2003, as the basis for a rather odd book called Dinner at Buckingham Palace, the royals have a “passion” for them. Like the rest of us, they like them scrambled, fried, boiled and poached, but they also enjoy them en cocotte à la crème (baked with cream, a treat they like to accompany with minced chicken); plat chasseur (garnished with chicken livers and a sauce of white wine, consommé and herbs); and farcis à la Chimay (stuffed with mushrooms and coated with Mornay sauce). Every day begins with an egg, and they’re eaten for tea, too – with crumpets, if you’re Prince Charles. The Queen favours brown eggs, believing that they taste better. Her great-great grandmother, Queen Victoria, ate her boiled egg, served in a golden egg cup, with a golden spoon.”
I cannot get enough of the ridiculous Diamond Jubilee coverage in the UK. This one’s from “What the royals eat at home”. Also contains the immortal line on Mary consort of George V’s early adoption of wartime rationing: “No one, according to her edict, was to eat more than two courses for breakfast”. (via ourcatastrophe)
oh so it’s the jubilee! my news is so scrambled that i hadn’t figured that but now things make a little more sense. but i like eggs. a lot. baked with cream sounds pretty awesome.