The risk of a terrible sense of impunity

One of the things that worries and upsets me the most about the current political situation and new government is not only the awful, backward, discriminatory laws, which are terrible and horrible in & as of themselves. It’s also the sense of impunity and license that the government’s laws, words, attitudes will give — andContinue reading “The risk of a terrible sense of impunity”

My monsters come out at night

Valentine’s Day is right up there with Christmas as far as “days that I hate the most” go. As a single aromantic person Valentine’s Day, and often the weekend around it, is basically hell for me.  But this year the whole weekend around Valentine’s Day turned out to be really lovely.  On Thursday, Feb. 13th,Continue reading “My monsters come out at night”

Feb. 14th: some more breaking good news

Direct quote from Erin Reed’s email: “Breaking good trans news: A federal judge sides with Washington, Oregon, and Minnesota and has just blocked Trump’s anti-trans executive order banning care under the age of 19 via a temporary restraining order. This is the second federal judge in a row to conclude that the President’s threat toContinue reading “Feb. 14th: some more breaking good news”

Feb. 13th news: The light of resistance shines on

Sharing some good (at least temporary/partial) news: Federal judge blocks Trump order on health care for transgender youth (WaPo) Federal judge pauses President Trump’s order restricting gender-affirming care for trans youth (AP) This is a ‘temporary restraining order’ which goes into effect blocking enforcement of the executive order (withholding funds) before the case could getContinue reading “Feb. 13th news: The light of resistance shines on”

An epistrophe poem: With my boy’s chest

“ Running again, no sports-bra needed anymore, with my boy’s chest Climbing shirtless, bare rock under my fingers, with my boy’s chest  Swimming, fresh water flowing over my whole body, with my boy’s chest Standing in front of the mirror, smiling, recognizing myself at last  With my boy’s chest ”

It gets more terrifying for trans people every day

[Trigger warning: transphobic measures] Trans (as well as nonbinary, gender-nonconforming, and intersex) people are being stripped of their human rights, daily, one move at a time (& this latest move affects me directly, in a terrifying way, both for my passport and for my CRBA):  “…  According to the new memo, passports and Consular ReportContinue reading “It gets more terrifying for trans people every day”

Dark Nights — Unbearable Loneliness

I remember feeling this way back in California. The dark, dark nights when all the darkest thoughts, the most unbearable loneliness, the deepest and most wrenching craving for comforting human touch that I couldn’t have kept me awake for hours or haunted my restless dreams.  I’m sure I had some moments like that here inContinue reading “Dark Nights — Unbearable Loneliness”

Do animals really know when they’re about to die?

[Trigger warnings: aging, dying, death.] Do animals really know when they’re about to die?  I don’t want to go into the scary details here, but the physical and mental decline that I have been experiencing over the past year feel more than just the “natural decline that starts in the fourth decade of life”. I’mContinue reading “Do animals really know when they’re about to die?”

“… we’re all terminal on this bus”

[Trigger warnings: terminal illness; death; loss.] From Anne Lamott’s book Bird by bird [chapter Writer’s Block]:  “ I remind myself nearly every day of something that a doctor told me six months before my friend Pammy died. This was a doctor who always gave me straight answers. When I called on this one particular night,Continue reading ““… we’re all terminal on this bus””