ScottinSoCal 🇺🇦 🕊 🏳‍🌈 @ScottSoCal@computerfairi.es

honestly, "so gay its illegal in russia" should be used as a selling point

(though I feel the bar for getting banned there might be very low these days)

/3 It is a “free speech culture” that irrationally lionizes the Amy Waxes of the world while incoherently policing and seeking to deter, limit, and tone-police people responding to her.
I dissent from it.

The World Disney Resort in Florida will host the Out & Equal summit in 2024, which is said to be the largest LGBTQ+ conference in the world, with over 5000 expected attendance. The conference comes after DeSantis declared victory over Disney in February. The event brings together executives, human resource professionals, and experts in diversity, equity, and inclusion to promote equality
#SomeGoodNews

https://www.miamiherald.com/news/politics-government/article273376315.html#storylink=cpy

What’s happening in Uganda with criminalization of even *being* LGBT, with death penalties written into law for some people, should and must shock the world into action.

Kids cool off at Kelly Pool in Fairmount Park. July 7th, 1968 in Philadelphia, PA, USA.

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Hey, you know those Tiny Free Pantries that people put up to help distribute food to those in need? My mom was telling me that she had been frustrated/confused by some of the items that weren't being taken.

She started paying attention to what items lingered. For example, dried beans. No one wanted them. She took them home, added canned tomatoes, a package of seasoning, etc, and put the ingredients in a zip-top bag with a instructions to make chili. Someone snagged it immediately!

This is an obvious reminder that there are MORE THAN two genders because gender is obviously a social construct.

Gender is NOT the same as sex.

Also, trans people, non-binary people and intersex people are always valid, awesome, beautiful and handsome people.

Seriously.

https://www.who.int/health-topics/gender
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transgender_history
https://enbyeducation.carrd.co
https://trans--rights.carrd.co
https://www.acluohio.org/en/news/transgender-people-have-always-existed

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You know what I think the South needs? A "Drag In". Just make it a trend that EVERY live performance is done in drag. Plays. Comedy shows. Operas. Symphonies. Concerts. All of them. Dare them to arrest you. Dare them to actually stand up in a court of law and defend how a man in a ball gown playing a saxophone who is covered from neck to ankle is going to harm children. Refuse to perform in any venue who won't allow you to perform in whatever clothing you choose to wear. Make them hurt.

I would like to stop living in interesting times

@ScottSoCal @toddedwardson @Beeks @Cleopatra @therobburgessshow

no deal unless the lasers are refuelled by cocaine

Hi y'all! I'm a recent arrival at this instance and looking to make friends & have cool convos. My name is Natalie, I'm a #trans lady in NYC. Mom of two, gaming & scifi nerd, utter homebody. I love to curl up with a book or spend a night playing games. Current onsessions are Civ 6, Barry & anything made by TokiDoki.

People who question my sincerity are the absolute best!!!

Still one of my favorite subjects... I may need a 12 step... ❤️

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This and others here: https://shop.markonart.com/collections/red-telephone-box-art-prints

Your shares whether by boosting or dropping a note to a friend are always deeply appreciate. Literally how I pay the bills each month. ⭐

Bonus #WhiskerWednesday content: This is how Eleanor gently reminds me that she has not yet had breakfast.

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You know, just in case you forgot what love means. 💗

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OLD PUGS NEED LOVE TOO!

While your kids are asleep, remove their hamster from its cage, bend a gap in the bars, and hang a tiny rope ladder down.

This one took a little over five months to complete because I did most of it on the train to and from work. It's called Some Things. Microns on laser cardstock, 2007-2008.
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When I was about twelve, I went on my first flight as a solo traveler where part of that included a layover in Chicago.

When my flight landed in Chicago, I went to my transfer’s gate, but there was a wait before my next flight departed so I went into the restroom to kill time.

It seems like a weird place for a kid to kill time, but I had this thing where I’d do karate kicks in front of public restroom mirrors because I didn’t have a full-length mirror at home and I wanted to be able to see my “full moves.”

It should be noted that the only karate “training” I’d ever had was watching a VHS tape of the Karate Kid on repeat, but I was certain I was an absolute natural, so I “did my kicks” in front of the mirror and was having a great time until a lady walked in the restroom and saw me doing my kicks.

I was absolutely mortified, so I grabbed my enormous backpack and tennis racket bag and proceeded to hide in a restroom stall until I was confident that nobody else was in there, at which time I exited the restroom and headed to my gate which was just across the aisle.

As I was walking up, I noticed that all of the people who were previously waiting by the gate were now gone and it was then that I learned I was too late and they had already closed the boarding doors.

I was absolutely terrified that I was going to be trapped in Chicago for the rest of my life and I broke down crying, but the gate attendant was very nice and made a call to the plane and they ended up making an exception to let me on and the doors were reopened and I made my way toward the plane.

Because I was late, they had given away my seat so I had to take the last seat available which was at the back of the plane. As a result, I began my tortuous walk of shame past all of the other passengers who were now delayed because of me.

It felt like slow motion as I sobbed uncontrollably and lugged my gigantic backpack, all while my tennis racket bag smacked against every single seat as I walked down the aisle toward the back of the plane.

After what felt like an eternity, I FINALLY made it to my seat at the back of the plane and I was relieved that the embarrassment was over—until I looked up and saw the very same lady who caught me doing karate kicks in the restroom.

She didn’t seem to recognize me (or at least pretended not to), but *I* knew.

As a result of that traumatic experience, I never practiced my karate kicks again, but I bet I’m still REALLY good at them.