Many of us understand sex and gender as categorically separate when envisioning trans women. How do we enforce transmisogyny through biological essentialist views of what we define as “sex” when imagining trans women? This storify examines how we enforce physical & ontological gender violence through non-consensual cisnormative separations of sex and gender. Sex is very much a gendered concept with its own colonial and violent baggage.
Note: This is a partial storify. Read the full version here
Ant-Man star Michael Douglas has revealed that popular Avengers comics character Janet Van Dyne is already dead by the time the film’s main storyline begins. Douglas plays Hank Pym, the first Ant-Man and husband to Janet Van Dyne.
“I’m an entomologist,” he told EW. “I’m also a physicist and I discovered in 1963, a way, a serum to reduce a human being to the size of an ant, maintaining the strength. But unfortunately during this process, a tragic personal accident happened with my wife.”
Janet Van Dyne, A.K.A. Wasp, was included in an early draft of Joss Whedon’s first Avengers movie. In the new Ant-Man adaptation she would have been in her 50s or 60s, and mother to Evangeline Lilly’s character Hope Van Dyne. Instead she’s been given an offscreen death in what fans are labeling a #JanetVanCrime.
The founding members of the Avengers team were Iron Man, the Hulk, Thor, Ant-Man, and Janet Van Dyne as the Wasp. In other words, all of the male characters get their own movie franchises, while the Wasp is not only sidelined, but killed off to provide backstory for characters in the new Ant-Man movie.
Reblogging again to say Joss Whedon is a misogynist not-feminist because he keeps pulling this shit.
Also, Janet Van Dyne is like 100x more interesting any any of the Pym particle using dudes and the fact that killing her off means sidestepping the fact that Hank Pym is an abuser is shit.
Wow fuck all of this
This is one of those projects that is so incredibly exciting I just want to tell everyone about it. A Deaf theater company in LA called Deaf West is putting on a…
-By Sharon H. Chang
When I wrote my first post for Hyphen, Talking Mixed-Race Identity with Young Children, I was deliberately blunt about race. I wrote about how I don’t tell my multiracial son, who presents as a racial minority, that he’s white — but I do tell him he’s Asian. While the essay resonated with many people, others made comments like this:
“Your child is as white as he is Asian… Why embrace one label and not the other?”
“Why is he Asian but not white? He has white ancestors as much as Asian ones. So if it’s OK to call him Asian, it’s OK to call him white. Or, if it’s not OK to call him white (because he’s not completely white) then it’s not OK to call him Asian, because he’s not completely Asian either.”
“Your child is neither white nor Asian. I once heard this description: When you have a glass of milk and add chocolate to it, you no longer have just a glass of milk and you no longer just have chocolate because you have created something completely different. A bi-racial or multi-racial child is not either/or.”
In the 1990s, psychologist and mixed-race scholar Maria P.P. Root wrote the famous Bill of Rights for People of Mixed Heritage, stirred by her examination of mixed-race identity, interviews with hundreds of multiracial folk across the U.S., and the struggles multiracial people face in forming and claiming a positive sense of self. “I have the right not to justify my existence to the world,” it reads. “To identify myself differently than strangers expect me to identify. To create a vocabulary about being multiracial or multiethnic.”
Almost two decades later, these proclamations still ring so true. Some people are completely unwilling to honor my family’s choice to identify as mixed-race and Asian because it doesn’t align with their own ideas about how we should identify. The right of a mixed-race person to self-construct and self-define, even today, endures continual policing from people with their own agendas.
“If it’s not OK to call him white…then it’s not OK to call him Asian”; “Your child is neither white nor Asian.” These critiques are so often centered on whiteness: a sense of disbelief that I would “deny” it to my son, and the conviction that, if I won’t teach him he is white too — or at least partly white — then he is nothing at all. Even the problematic chocolate milk analogy — which the commenter clearly thought was progressive — begins with a glass of white milk with “color” added. White is seen as normative, and there is a total failure to recognize that racial categories are political.
Of course I talk to my son about our white family members who are a part of his life and his identity. But those stories are about growing up in Virginia, or window candles at Christmastime in New England, or his Slovakian great-great-grandmother who came through Ellis Island alone when she was sixteen. Those stories are about our history, not about being “white.” “White” is not an ethnic celebration, a food festival, or a heritage parade. It’s about having unearned power and privilege based on the way you look.
In Dr. Peggy McIntosh’s famous essay on white privilege, she listed a series of unearned privileges white people enjoy. Among them: “I can if I wish arrange to be in the company of people of my race most of the time”; “I can turn on the television or open to the front page of the paper and see people of my race widely represented”; “I can speak in public to a powerful male group without putting my race on trial”; and “I can be pretty sure that if I ask to talk to the ‘person in charge,’ I will be facing a person of my race.” Are any of these true of my multiracial Asian son? My son, who barely has any children’s books that reflect his racial image, who is constantly scanned and assessed aloud based on “how Asian” he looks, my son who has had many more white teachers than teachers of color?
Telling my child he’s white also won’t help him understand why children who were less than one-quarter Japanese were interned during World War II; why a stranger would look at him and say there are no “pure races” anymore; why a leading theatre company in our city unabashedly staged a yellowface production of an operetta; why kids on the playground pull back their eyes in a slant and spit out one of those ridiculous anti-Asian chants that just won’t go away. When I tell my son that he is Asian, mixed-race, multiracial, and a person of color, I’m not denying him parts of his ancestral-ethnic heritage. I’m teaching him about the race politics that intrude upon our lives whether we want them to or not. I’m preparing him to exist in a world that obstinately persists in being racially divided. And I’m trying to let him know something about the ways he has and will continue to be judged throughout his life, not because he’s white — but because he’s mixed with color.
I hate that I have to do this, but I really have to do this.
I’ve been struggling with agoraphobia since I was 10 years old. At least, that’s my earliest memory of it. Anything before that is fuzzy. I’ve never had a steady job. I was…
Dakarai Molokomme, a 15-year-old starving child from a small village in Zimbabwe, has just told Madonna, one of the most famous pop stars in the world, to go and f*** herself, the local media are reporting exclusively.
“Yes, it’s true, I told Madonna to go f*** herself. Do you want to know why?” Dakarai asked. “It’s the same thing every time with these snobby rich Americans. Every once in a while they come to show us their support for the so-called eradication of poverty by adopting a child from a starving family, but they actually do more harm than good. Transracial international adoptions are part of the white savior industrial complex,” Dakarai explained.
In further discussions with journalists from the media, the kid stated that “none of the children here actually want to be taken away from their family and friends so they can be displayed as some kind of trophy in the homes of self-righteous singers or actors who want to score some points with the media and Oprah.”
“If they really want to help us, they should get Big Pharma to ship us some anti-retroviral drugs for the AIDS epidemic, or build schools and hospitals. If they don’t want to do that, then they can all go f** themselves!” the child told reporters.
The 15-year-old also stated that he would say the same thing to any one of those American or European “faux humanitarian posers”, except for Bono, whom he said he would also kick in the groin.
“Bono’s efforts to save the African savage from itself prove that the colonial imperative is alive and well,” Dakarai said as he walked with other village children collecting sticks to build a tree fort.
THIS IS THE RAWEST 15 YEAR OLD ALIVE
- Do not shame sex workers
- Do NOT shame sex workers
- Do NOT SHAME SEX WORKERS
- dO nOT SHAme SEx WorkErs
- do not shame sex workers
That means don’t shame
- call girls
- exotic entertainers
- exotic dancers
- sugar babies
- cam girls/cam models
- phone sex operators
- kink cater-ers
- Anyone who gets paid for a sexual service whether it be using their sex appeal, preforming a sexual act, giving an 8 course intercourse
DO NOT SHAME SEX WORKERS
Remember when Disney had a cute, disabled, poc mermaid?
When i was younger, one of my best friends was a deaf guyanese girl, and her fave princess was Ariel, mainly bc she related to her living without a voice (and her love of swimming)
When this episode aired, she cried and squawked and made sounds that were almost understandable… She saw herself as a mermaid, on tv, with her favourite character of all time
Representation matters, always, no matter what
This is beautiful
This isn’t a cute couple’s game. When you’re with me, there is no way out. If that is too much to ask, then we are not a good match.
"There is no way out" is seriously the most controlling, awful thing I’ve ever heard.
fuck any edaddy, or real daddy, or any fucking dom who says they won’t allow safewords. the amount of damage, physically and mentally, this can and WILL cause is ridiculous.
And poor misguided girls go to this fuckwad for advice.
He needs to be left in a hot car.
Yeahhhh limits exist for a reason that’s not being dominant that’s called praying on victims trying to normalize trauma and that’ realllly not how health sub/dom relationships should ever work.
Had a dream last night that I was awake all night driving around trying to check into a locked mental institution.
I hate asking for help, but right now I could really use it.
Over the past few months I haven’t been able to work much due to mental illness, and a few weeks ago my computer stopped working, which I desperately need because I’m self employed and can’t work other jobs due to mental and physical…
Hey so I’ve got about half of what I need right now, and a few other things have come up.
Thanks so much to everyone who has donated, and if y’all can keep reblogging it for a bit it’d be appreciated, thanks so much, im sorry for clogging up yr dash with my desperation!
I was driving past a business here in the Houston Heights, when I glimpsed this painted on the side of the building. I recognized that iconic WWII poster before I realized it was not just any woman, but 14 year old Malala Yousafzai, the Pakistani girl who was attacked for wanting an education. The words next to her are her quote, ( “I don’t mind if I have to sit on the floor at school.) All I want is education. And I’m afraid of no one.”
This is gorgeous.