androgynuisance:

eviltransnecoarc:

We have GOT to stop being assholes to people with receding and balding hairlines. There’s not a single person that it can’t affect. It affects trans men, particularly on hormones, it affects trans women, particularly those not on hormones, it affects people with endocrine issues, something that’s becoming more prevalent and common, and it can affect people without a particular cause, including cis women. It’s a normal part of being human and we NEED to stop dehumanizing and humiliating ppl for it

My bf started losing his hair in his early 20s and the effect it’s had on him is devastating.

He’s an actor and he was dropped by his agent after he stopped hiding his hair loss. The roles he was cast in narrowed and shifted from more heroic characters to villains, and eventually he became so miserable about it that he stopped going to auditions altogether.

He used to enjoy dyeing his hair bright colours, and he lost that means of self expression. It alienated him from his own appearance, which knocked him back in coming out and exploring his queerness. The way he talks about it often feels dysmorphic. He says shaving makes him feel like he’s “rotting” - like he’s “scraping the mold off [his] head”.

I’ve seen drunk people and teenagers yell at him in the street and mock his baldness. I’ve seen people come up to him and slap his head or touch it without asking for permission. I’ve witnessed this behaviour from other trans people and women who I know would absolutely kick off if he took such a degrading or entitled attitude towards a part of their body, but seem to think it’s OK to do it to him.

Since going bald people perceive him as more masculine. He feels people are more suspicious of him. Women are less likely to approach him. Folks are quicker to put him in a box or misread his behaviour as aggressive or threatening, when the reality is that he’s neurodivergent and can’t conform to rigid social norms.

Baldness is a heavily gendered characteristic. If someone is conventionally masculine enough and/or is protected by other intersecting powers and privileges (eg wealth) then baldness can reinforce their maleness and the harm to their social standing is minimised. But if their performance of maleness is complicated by something like queerness or disability, it creates a dissonance. They have what is perceived as a hypermasculine trait standing in sharp contrast with their refusal/failure to perform normative, idealised masculinity.

And that’s how baldness is typically read - as failure. Especially when it exists outside of wealthy, successful, heterosexual masculinity but tbh even there too - just look at all the jokes about Jeff Bezos’ baldness or Elon Musk getting hair plugs. It’s similar to insulting Trump over his weight. Like yeah fuck those guys but all you’re really doing is revealing to the fat and bald people in your life that you think their bodies are deserving of mockery.

And God help you if you’re a bald woman. All women with receding hairlines are at a huge risk from transmisogyny.

Sorry for the essay. Baldness is absolutely a body neutrality issue. It’s an ageism issue, and a trans issue, and I WISH there was a broader recognition of this.

wecankillpeople:

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traycakes:

kloperslegend:

fthgurdy:

eelo:

Russia is fighting Russia, what a GOOD DAY

A source for clarification

https://abcnews.go.com/International/wagner-mercenary-chief-calls-armed-rebellion-russian-military/story?id=100335756

That source leaves out the key detail that the Wagner group are NeoNazis.

In fact it also leaves out a lot of the more extreme, blatant red flags Wagner members have been saying that make it clear when they say the Kremlin is compromised by a “clan of oligarchs” they mean Jews and “degenerates.” ABC is just posting the more sanitized comments that anti-Putin western audiences would agree with, which is pretty upsetting because again these are literal NeoNazis and no one should be supporting them.

The Wagner group were not helpless soldiers following orders in a war they didn’t believe in, they were the group doing some of the worst atrocities who are only mad now because they’re losing.

Begging people not to fall for the trap of “hating Putin” meaning someone is good. A fascist imperialist is suffering military defeats which makes him look weak, so his Nazi death squad is trying to seize power. This is a “bite each other’s dicks off” situation where we want both sides to lose. You do not, under any circumstances, have to hand it to the Wagner group.

z0mbiefrank:

qweerhet:

wild how much fatphobia completely does away with so many things typically regarded as aspects of male privilege

“men’s clothing sizes are simple and easy both to navigate and to find” unless they’re fat

“men don’t have to deal with street harassment” unless they’re fat

“men don’t deal with groping and nonconsensual touching from strangers” unless they’re fat

“doctors take men’s health problems seriously and their pain is seen as real” unless they’re fat

“systemic infrastructure like medical research, crash testing, etc, is all based on men’s bodies, so men get a world that’s literally made for them” Unless They’re Fat

butchfaith:

the triple burden (housework, childcare AND paid employment) IS a real issue that feminists have been discussing for decades… but the way tiktok tradfem tradwife girlies have twisted that into “it’s too much stress for women to take on all the housework AND work full-time, so we should ~nurture our divine femininity~ by quitting our jobs becoming housewives and relying completely on our Strong Men to support us financially!!” rather than “it’s too much stress for women to take on all the housework AND work full-time, so maybe men could start pulling their fucking weight around the house more and do the dishes every now and again”

aerequets:

nire-the-mithridatist:

aerequets:

their first kiss needs to sneak up on them

He thinks he is most himself mid-action. It doesn’t quite matter what the action is. Fights, of course, count. Stakeouts too, even though they very much feel like inaction instead. But cooking is an action, too, and so is laundry, and so is the dishes.

That last one is his favorite. He knows some people seem to loathe it—the number of patients he has who has admitted that they dread doing the dishes speak for itself—but he doesn’t, not by a far shot. He likes the repetitiveness of it. He likes that in doing so, he cleans his hands, too. (They will never be truly clean, but he can pretend.) He likes that at the end of it he has accomplished something, a row of gleaming crockery, an empty sink.

And, of course, he likes that it can be a job for two. That in this house, it often is.

It is one such night. Their daughter is sat in front the TV as they clean up after dinner. In hushed tones so as to not disturb her, they talk. About their day, about their work. He quashes on the aching want to truly tell her about his work and instead couches it in nonsense. He had to observe a doctor suspected of malpractice, he says as he lathers soap all over a greasy plate. It’s not very pleasant. And she says, as she wipes another plate dry, that she understands. There are all sorts of characters in the City Hall; she has to escort one off the premises today.

Are you alright? he asks, even though she doesn’t seem unharmed.

Oh, yes, she says. You know, I’m quite good at self-defense.

He laughs. I know, yes.

She gives him a little, happy smile. As if him knowing her is something worth celebrating.

He turns back to his chore, rinsing the plate—when it’s ready, he turns to pass it to her.

And there she is, close—too close—and leaning forward, reaching up to the cabinet over his head to place the plate she’s done polishing there.

She looks at him, smile falling off her lips.

He looks at her, thoughts refusing to quite form in his mind.

And then—

And then—

He understands, he thinks. He is most himself mid-action. This, too, is an action: lowering the plate in his hand, cupping the back of his wife’s neck and tangling his fingers in her hair, opening his mouth against her, tasting the wine on her tongue. He is not the agent. He is not her husband—what husband kisses so clumsily, so desperately? He is only himself, and what he is, is that he loves her—he loves her! How did he never know this before?—because loving, too, is an action.

OH MY GOSHBFKWJBW NIRE

aquadango:

WE BALL WE BALL WE BALL WE BALL WE BALL WE BALL

gingerswagfreckles:

I hope they find the idiot rich ppl I hope a teenager doesn’t have to die a horrible nightmare death and then I also hope they immediately get slapped with a $500,000 bill to repay the taxpayer cost of rescuing them from their idiocracy and then also another $1billion dollars inconvenience fee of making us all hear about this for 3 days straight.

turnpike-dusted:

bad blood by bastille was literally insane. a song about Pompeii AND a song about Laura palmer AND a song about icarus. things we lost in the fire???? wtf was this guy on. possessed by a modern day library of alexandria. daniel in the den.. bro experienced one single past life regression then asked david lynch to interpret it