Academic CoC thoughts
I realise the need for codes of conduct at academic events but I'm always worried I'll get told off for being my natural sweary self, as though saying "fuck" for emphasis was comparable with actually being inappropriately sexually explicit.
I guess I have little faith in people applying such codes in any sort of nuanced way.
pol, neg
It's not the pessimism that gets me down. It's the optimism; the belief – almost knowledge – that if enough of us got together and cried "No!" in unison, we could change the world. The heady high of giving a radical and rabble-rousing speech to rapturous applause, followed by the crushing low that comes when it's revealed just how few of those people realise that a principle is for life, not just for conference.
My dad is much more pessimistic than I am, and he's much happier for it.
Trans girl, queer, musician, anarchisty, 30s. A writer of fiction and poetry and a researcher of things.