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People need to be allowed to keep their ID cards
I hope everyone is aware of the threat to š³ļøāā§ ļøtrans Kansansā 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.
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.
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.
Colombia: 40 years of LGBTQ Pride
Fundraising for a trans community organizing space in BogotĆ”. Besides seeking a comprehensive trans law, La Red Comunitaria Trans plans to build a trans house for organizing and support. Fundraising goal: US $100,000.
New dogs, now, in my own poems
Rereading āMars and Her Childrenā by Marge Piercy. Marge Piercyās poems in āMars and Her Childrenā, I decided early on, are what I want to sound like when I wrote a poem. Iāve found my voice.
Darned if I can tell you how magic works
But this award-winning novel can: Summer Fun by Jeanne Thornton. How do we create our realities? How are you magic? If you havenāt yet read trans literature, I am giving you sage advice: Trans peopleās books are magic.
Making an effort toward equal parenting
Written by a gay man, āThe Equal Parentā is about gender-inclusive parenting attitudes. Both men are active parents. The nursery has both of their phone numbers, and āif they cannot get hold of the dad they called first, they try the other one.ā
My two favorite tweets from year-end 2021
The grace of shared joy and success. Seeing your own place change in the rankings often implies there is a rising star in your network. Their success doesnāt step on yours. Share their joy.
A gay self-discovery: Body, desire, but no āessence of meā
āThe Flower From a Poisoned Seedā by Jonathan C. David. The more we want something, the harder we pursue it, and it feels like the reason weāre here. But if we ever reached it, what would be the point of life?