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We should ban everyone from joining the military. Afficher plus

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Reminder, the US congress is literally trying to exempt Transgender people from Civil Rights Protections.

themarysue.com/hr-2796-anti-tr

If you're in the USA and can, you really need to make some noise about this, it's lead by the Republicans as usual phone and/or write them. So yeah, get onto your congress representative now, I would but in Australia so I can only help spread the word

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Yeah, no MIT student would ever tolerate such things.

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Being trans is not being defective because it indicates unhealthy hardware, like a keyboard with swapped keycaps/wrong layout, not broken/defective hardware. The keyboard is wrong, but you learn how to deal with it, but everyone insists on telling you it's wrong. And so you want to make it right. And that's dysphoria. And if ppl didn't, you wouldn't feel dysphoria, but you'd still know it's wrong, and getting it fixed would make you feel euphoria. Trans ppl who don't experience dysphoria are those with f1 and f2 swapped - it's minor and not very important. But fixing it still triggers euphoria. Boost to make a dysphoria-less trans person happy.

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Ultimately Mastodon's killer feature is that it's a public good that someone built because they thought it needed to exist and not a startup someone built because they wanted to get rich quick selling other people's data.

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Don't kill all your dark areas - you need them to show the light.
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if you have to tolerate my queerness you're missing the point entirely

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'Es lag eine weihevolle Stille der Morgenstunde über der Trivialität des Pflasters; oben in den Fensterscheiben glitzerte das Frühgold der jungen Sonne, und ganz oben schwammen rosig angehauchte duftige Wölklein, bevor sie im grauen Groszstadthimmel zerflossen.'

Rosa Luxemburg, 1904

Die Liebe [ist], obwohl sie nur eine kurze Spanne der Ewigkeit währt, dennoch die einzige kreative, belebende und erhebende Macht, auf deren Grundlage erst sich ein neuer Mensch, ja, eine neue Welt entwickeln kann.

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