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Name's Reen. I'm an angry Korean-Irish man, who loves/hates humanity.
I like drawing crap art,
drinking whiskey like the old man that I am (I've quit drinking as of Xmas of 2013), sing privately, play video games, and yell at walls.
If you wanna know what I blog about, click on the Read Me below.
I'm a realist, a nihilist, a misanthropist, and an asexual.
^This is my Spirit Animal^
I’m not. If a PoC blogger gets fed up and types out a post about white people without clarifying that they meant “not all white people”, or a trans person posts about cis people without saying “not all cis people” I am not offended.
Do you want to know why?
Because in that situation, there is only one of three possible realities:
- I think about it and understand that I don’t do those things that the blogger is talking about, and the post isn’t about me really, so I move on.
- I think about it and realize that “oh shit” I DO sometimes do whatever it is they are talking about, and I fucking realize that I need to fix that behavior because holy hells I don’t want to be enforcing oppressive bullshit.
- It’s a joke at the expense of the oppressive majority. Seriously.
That’s it. Those are the only Three possibilities. The post either isn’t about me, or I’m getting called out on shit I need to fix, or it’s a joke (and not a joke at the expense of the marginalized but at the expense of the privileged). That’s it. Not something I’m going to fight about.
So apparently in my sister’s class, there was a trans girl that had been on the cheerleading squad for a while. When she came out, the other girls on the squad made the agreement that whatever boy made fun of her would never get a date. And if you think that’s not the most metal girl alliance ever, you can sit down.
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Girls protecting girls.
GIRLS PROTECTING GIRLS