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Gender Studies 2: Boogaloo

Every once in awhile, some isolated rural hollow births a person with actual talent in a sea of dullards and chuds. You've found a great example. That may be the best piece of real-life dirty realism I've read since I took a short stories class as an elective at MTU.

Dorothy Allison FTW. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dorothy_Allison


Two or three things I know, but this is the one I am not supposed to talk about, how it comes together —sex and violence, love and hatred. I’m not ever supposed to put together the two halves of my life — the man who walked across my childhood and the life I have made for myself. I am not supposed to talk about hating that man when I grew up to be a lesbian, a dyke, stubborn, competitive, and perversely lustful.

“People might get confused,” a woman once told me. She was a therapist and a socialist, but she worried about what people thought. “People might imagine that sexual abuse makes lesbians.”

“Oh, I doubt it.” I was too angry to be careful. “If it did, there would be so many more.”
 
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I'm concerned, but I also believe a lot of the major players in Christian nationalism have a search history full of trans porn and have tried to pay a trans escort at least once.
 
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The story I'm about to recall was not my proudest moment in the advancement of human rights or dignity.

Sometime back during the first Dump regime, I was sitting in a Delta Sky Club with an acquaintance from a conference. We'd been drinking beer and talking about planes and miles/points strategies - the type of innocuous if somewhat annoying conversation you'd expect to overhear in a gilded room full of little narcissists who speak Corporate and fly too much. Suddenly, he animatedly leans over like he's trying to whisper, but says loud enough for anyone within 10-15 feet to hear, "Hey look, did you see that going into the ladies room? I think that's a dude!"

Now, I had figured out the guy was MAGA based on his age and his conversation about Hillary with our Uber driver on the way to the airport, so I probably should've seen something like this coming and made up an excuse to break off our acquaintance before it got to this point. I froze for a few long seconds, as I always do in sudden conflict situations, trying to formulate a response that would smooth over the situation while making me look like the smart one. Fortunately, the guy seated across from us did the right thing and snapped, "I think I've heard enough out of both of you for today!" We both clammed up.

My flight was called shortly thereafter, so I was able to make a quick exit after that. But not before I became a MAGAt by association!

In hindsight, and to quote Dino, "I can't believe I shook the guy's friggin' hand."
 
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