
thought i knew what “fed” meant but i guess we hate food inspectors now
i’m wrong constantly and i recommend it
it’s ok to make mistakes and be wrong and learn and grow!
there’s no point in trying to win the approval of people who are going to declare you an enemy if you put even one toe out of line. it’s not going to work in the long term and even if it did that’s no way to live.
four or more republican senators will vote to abolish ice if we just wish hard enough and clap our hands
i’m trying to have more restraint in my tumblr usage this year which in practice just means i have about 8 million cranky ass drafts already this month
today i learned the hard way that my mom’s new stove’s metal dials (meant to be touched with skin!) get unbelievably, dangerously hot. i’m typing this with my left hand and i just wanna know who designed this fuckinf thing and w h y
None of our movements had done the kind of work you ended up having to do in order to guarantee the most fundamental rights for someone who was getting sick. So it was really an extraordinary thing for me. It changed the way I understood activism. There’s no way that you have the privilege of just being an outsider when you’re fighting an epidemic. You can always be right when you’re in an outsider position. Your placard can always sound clever. Your chants can always sound correct. But when you’ve got to make sure that somebody gets bathed in a hospital, you’ve got to try to figure out how to maintain that radical position and how to get inside that hospital at the same time, so that when you’re not there, that person is still getting cleaned in a way that respects their dignity.
— Amber Hollibaugh on AIDS activism, quoted in An Archive of Feelings: Trauma, Sexuality, and Lesbian Public Cultures (2003) by Ann Cvetkovich, Ch. 5.
if only federal workers could fucking strike