In This House, We Set Fire To The Transphobes And Use Them As Fuel For The Winter

in this house, we set fire to the transphobes and use them as fuel for the winter

Alright boys, girls, and pals in between or none the like.

My friend Cydney’s teacher believed THIS was ok to put up. It’s transphobic as fuck, and the schools gone into a whole riot about it. People are getting horrifically upset about her. Her girlfriend’s brother is trans, and both are getting hurt by this poster.

NOW despite the fact like half the school is arguing against it, their teacher STILL will not tear it down. She believes this shit is ok. Cydney tells me they’re are now debating on trying to get this on the news.

Now I, someone who is a transmasc nonbinary student, along with all of the friends she told this too, are LIVID about it. And I told her I’m posting this on Tumblr.

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE AGAINST THIS POSTER SO WE CAN SHOVE THE NOTES IN THE TEACHERS F A C E.

If you’re going to spread “Autism Awareness”, then spread awareness that

We still face workplace discrimination

Caretakers are killing us

Autistic poc are killed for acting autistic because it’s “suspicious”.

ABA is not okay!

The Judge Rotenburg Center is still getting away with abuse.

Autistic girls are underrepresented (and it’s worse for Autistic girls of color)

Autism $peaks does not speak for us!

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moderndayscribing

4 years ago

it’s very important that i know whether or not Luke Skywalker is a dumbass or no

How smart is he on average

it’s totally work related

Agata

“Sleep tight, my flower.” Mama tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. With a soft and gentle smile, she rested a kiss on her forehead. “I’ll see you when the sun rises.” Agata blinked. One hand roughly rubbed at her eyes - while the other flashed as they wrapped around Mama’s wrist. “Wait,” Agata stifled a yawn. “’m not sleepy. I want to play.” Mama’s chuckles sent warm reverberations through her bones. “Darkness is no place for a little flower to play.” Mama gently pinched her cheek, then tapped her nose. “Sleep. The sun will give us light in the morning.” Agata frowned, her eyebrows furrowing. Yet Mama would not be deterred - and the battle was lost when her mother began to sing.

“Mama!” The Child clung desperately onto a pillar. The ground shook and shook and shook. People were screaming as they pushed past each other and stepped on each other. All of them, running away from- With a short cry, Agata was knocked onto her back. The ground shook and the feet that were going to trample her were monsters that hid in the dark. For every attempt she tried at standing, there were five monsters that knocked her back down. The rumbling beneath her exploded.

“Agata?” The Child blinked. Gone was the flaming city. Gone were the monsters. Yet gone, too, was her Mama. But...not for long. She tilted her head back, meeting the warm worried gaze of The King. He who tilted his head down at her. “Such a sorrowful face for someone so young,” Hades murmured. Agata glanced away at that. The hand that was not held pushing stray strands of hair out of her eyes. She blinked as The King pulled her into a stop. Hades knelt down until they were eye-level with one another; until their eyes locked their gazes. She stilled, perfectly replicating a statue, as The King tucked the strands of hair behind her ears. Hades tilted his head at her again. Smiled then - a warm sight that spoke of promising safety and protection. Agata shifted her feet - though not out of discomfort. The act was more of a giddy, excited dance. The King straightened and they were soon on their way. The Underworld - Agata had only heard stories of it, and not many as Mama always thought they were too scary. But here, walking side by side with its’ King, The Child found that The Underworld was not too terrifying to be in. “We’ll find my Mama soon, right?” she asked, glancing up. Hades merely hummed a response - his voice sending reverberations through her bones. “Soon,” he said, glancing down with a smile. “I promise.

If you sound like this, stop and think.

The term “offended” in these situations is usually being used to mock people reacting out of fear. And it’s usually used on minorities.

If someone was “offended” by something you said, and blocked you as a result, it’s usually because they’re terrified that you acted against their rights as a human being. They’re scared of you for believing, and/or parroting, hate-speech related things that have lead to them getting killed in the past (and even the present.) When death has happened, and is still happening, “edgy hate speech” is no longer a joke. (Not that it ever was in the first place.) It could mean you’re a threat. Even if it’s online, the fight or flight response of hearing these things shouldn’t have to be tolerated.

So yes, TLDR;

If you make fun of someone’s understandably harsh reaction to you being a bigot - you’re an asshole. You’re nauseating, and insensitive,

and you deserved the block.

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