Posts tagged lgbtq
Posts tagged lgbtq
I asked all of the gay male students in the room to raise their hand if in the past week they touched a woman’s body without her consent. After a moment of hesitation, all of the hands of the gay men in the room went up. I then asked the same gay men to raise their hand if in the past week they offered a woman unsolicited advice about how to “improve” her body or her fashion. Once again, after a moment of hesitation, all of the hands in the room went up.
These questions came after a brief exploration of gay men’s relationship to American fashion and women’s bodies. That dialogue included recognizing that gay men in the United States are often hailed as the experts of women’s fashion and by proxy women’s bodies. In addition to this there is a dominant logic that suggests that because gay men have no conscious desire to be sexually intimate with women, our uninvited touching and groping (physical assault) is benign.
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Sometimes I feel weird about identifying as a lesbian and then I hear about homophobic people and I just want to be loudly and obnoxiously homosexual all over the place.
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Just watched a documentary about teens coerced into “ex-gay” programs.
I really just want to find all the sad lonely gay teenagers and hug them and bake things for them until they feel ok about themselves.
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Watching a documentary with my housemate about a lesbian country musician who lived in the closet for years and years.
Simultaneously SO grateful that I’ve never had to go through that and so sad that it’s a thing that happens at all.
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When I lived in Santa Cruz, California, I took acceptance for granted. I believed ignorantly that everyone was open-minded and tolerant. I just wasn’t exposed to the injustices of real, diverse society.
Seven years ago, when I was forced to complete middle and high school in Hays, Kansas, I…
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Day of Silence was a big deal for me in high school. We technically weren’t allowed to promote it with flyers or anything - our school was only barely comfortable allowing our GSA to exist - but we met beforehand to make cards explaining what we were doing, and ribbons to pass out to people who supported us. Walking through the hall on Day of Silence meant a satisfying search for rainbow ribbons, subtly pinned to backpacks or jackets, that made those of us actually not talking all day feel supported.
My senior year, my participation sparked endless discussion on whether or not there was even any point to what I was doing. Everyone knew about the problems LGBT people faced, I was told. By silencing myself, I was only losing a chance to educate people. And besides, homophobic bullying wasn’t a problem at our school, anyway.
That part was true. But it was hard to explain to people just how it felt to walk down the hallway hand in hand with my girlfriend, both of us silent, communicating in hand squeezes and smiles, and to realize that so many people couldn’t do that. The simultaneous knowledge that I was so blessed to be safe, and that if I were somewhere else I wouldn’t be safe, made me feel like what I was doing was important, but I didn’t know how to articulate that in written responses that came so much more slowly than the people speaking’s objections.
It’s choking, to be silent all day. Your throat closes up. I had never really been in the closet; I have since, when I first traveled to Ireland, before I hooked up with the LGBT community there, and it was the same kind of feeling.
Today I won’t be silent, except for during our vigil. I don’t need to look for hidden rainbow ribbons anymore - half the school will be decked out in rainbow t-shirts. But my heart is with any high schoolers who are going through the day today silent against people telling them that what they’re doing isn’t worth it. It is, guys.
- a man can be femme if he damn well wants, regardless of his dsab
- a woman can be butch if she damn well wants, regardless of her dsab
- nonbinary folks can be as butch or femme as they damn well want, regardless of their dsab
Any person can:
- be butch
- be femme
- be…
Ignorant question time: What’s “dsab” stand for? I assume it’s similar to “sex assigned at birth”?
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Queerness, to me, is about far more than homosexual attraction. It’s about a willingness to see all other taboos broken down. Sure, many of us start on this path when we first feel “same sex” or “same gender” attraction (though what is sex? And what is gender? And does anyone really have the same sex or gender as anyone else?). But queerness doesn’t stop there.
This is a somewhat controversial stance, but to me queer means something completely different than “gay” or “lesbian” or “bisexual.” A queer person is usually someone who has come to a non-binary view of gender, who recognizes the validity of all trans identities, and who, given this understanding of infinite gender possibilities, finds it hard to define their sexuality any longer in a gender-based way. Queer people understand and support non-monogamy even if they do not engage in it themselves. They can grok being asexual or aromantic. (What does sex have to do with love, or love with sex, necessarily?) A queer can view promiscuous (protected) public bathhouse sex with strangers and complete abstinence as equally healthy.
Queers understand that people have different relationships to their bodies. We get what it means to be stone. We know what body dysphoria is about. We understand that not everyone likes to get touched the same way or to get touched at all. We realize that people with disabilities may have different sexual needs, and that people with survivor histories often have sexual triggers. We can negotiate safe and creative ways to be intimate with people with HIV/AIDs and other STIs.
Queers understand the range of power and sensation and the diversity of sexual dynamics. We are tops and bottoms, doms and subs, sadists and masochists and sadomasochists, versatiles and switches. We know what we like and don’t like in bed.
We embrace a wide range of relationship types. We can be partners, lovers, friends with benefits, platonic sweethearts, chosen family. We can have very different dynamics with different people, often all at once. We don’t expect one person to be able to fulfill all our diverse needs, fantasies and ideals indefinitely.
Because our views on relationships, sex, gender, love, bodies, and family are so unconventional, we are of necessity anti-assimilationist. Because under the kyriarchy we suffer, and watch the people we love suffering, we are political. Because we want to survive, we fight. We only want the freedom to be ourselves, love ourselves, love each other, and live together. Because we are routinely denied that, we are pissed.
Queer doesn’t mean “don’t label me,” it means “I am naming myself.” It means “ask me more questions if you curious” and in the same breath means “fuck off.
What Queerness Means To Me « Tranarchism (via docasaur)
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I’m not sure the extent to which this is me? But I admire it a lot. Is that allowed?
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ugh this is so fucking cute
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I have this one on a t-shirt.
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