“Twitter has prohibited misgendering and deadnaming on its platform in an effort to curtail anti-trans abuse.
The social media company has changed its rules to ban the practices and has warned that any user who deliberately targets a trans person in these ways may face permanent suspension.
These offensive techniques—which involve using the wrong gender to refer to a trans person or a trans person’s old name—are often used on Twitter to insult and erase trans people’s identities and right to exist.”
“We recognise that if people experience abuse on Twitter, it can jeopardise their ability to express themselves”
every year around christmas me and my grandma play this fun family game called “maybe you want to put jesus in your room instead, sweetie? :)”. now, it’s important to note that the jesus referred to in our game is not actually the real jesus christ, but instead a wooden figure i made in 2011 that has an uncanny resemblance to the lord and savior himself
so what happens is that i place jesus in our living room, and my grandma smiles and asks me if i don’t want to decorate my room with him instead. i ask her in return if she thinks my jesus figure is ugly (which he is), but she reassures me that this is not the case. however, a couple of days later jesus mysteriously disappears from our living room, and appear in my room instead
now, the real jesus christ might have been able to perform a miracle like this, but please remember that the jesus in our story is only a figure made out of wood. he can not move on his own, so i think we can safely say that my grandma is the prime suspect here
the first year i would often confront my grandma about this, but she would always make up an excuse and never straight up tell me she moved him because he’s so ugly it’s an embarrassment to the family
eventually i grew tired of her lies, so now we only move jesus around in silence. one second he’s in the living room, the next he’s back in my room. in a way i think this adds an extra element of excitement to the holiday season, because you never know for sure when jesus is going to be moved again
i had to brush and trim some small mats out of paskhas ass fur today and let me tell you something: she hated it
don’t bite my boob
Mmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhh
what a cute angry baby
She’s very well-behaved for something she clearly hates.
“Look, I trust you not to hurt me cause I consider us to be family; but just to be clear, this is still awful and I still hate you, and I want you to KNOW that I hate you rn,” is probably why she’s both well-behaved and visibly angry. Like a toddler who whines and cries when her hair is brushed but trusts her mother/father/parent to not be overly rough with the process.
When you have your students make paper headdresses, wear fringe shirts, and give themselves Native names – you are NOT teaching them about Natives. you are teaching them about the stereotypes we’ve been reduced to.
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