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People need to be allowed to keep their ID cards

I hope everyone is aware of the threat to 🏳️‍⚧ ️trans Kansans’ IDs. If I had a Kansas ID, Kansas would ask me to surrender my ID. It’s nonsense. There’s never been a reckoning. Anti-trans moral panic is hotter than ever.

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On a journey toward truth

New art, ancient thought. Truth and the meaning thereof isn’t in a dictionary. It’s something you go on a journey to find. Philosophy by Guillermo Hurtado.

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Will everything be OK?

No one can promise, but we can prepare. Put your plan into action. Uncertainty is a fact of life. We can promise each other we’ll do the work. We can iteratively take that moment to think about what we need and to prepare.

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You’ve been trying. I see it.

What’s happening now isn’t because of who you are, dear readers. Let’s continue to try. So you consumed too much ice cream, got wicked creative, were fascinated by death, made decisions with your gut, wrote inappropriate film dialogue. And?

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Am I the right kind of gay and trans for you?

Why our identities matter so much to us, why we bring them up, and why we use our favorite labels. My identity isn’t a bargaining chip. It’s an intangible. Try to touch it. It’ll vanish. The label denotes the space through which breath and fire passes.

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