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i like that the maned wolf and the bush dog are each other's closest living relatives. they're like cartoon henchmen
Okay okay okay so while we're talking about censorship:
When you say something is too evil for words, what you're saying that if you HAVE words, then it isn't really evil.
When I was a kid, people didn't like talking about child abuse. Because child abuse is evil and fucked up and horrific, and extreme, and it destroys people, and ruins your life forever, and the people who abuse children are irredeemable monsters and it's always immediately obvious to see because there is all this visible evidence of it happening.
So when I got a slap, and I was told, "that was nothing. Look, there isn't a bruise, you're fine. This is normal." I believed it.
And when I went to school with greasy hair and clothes that didn't fit, that wasn't a symptom of anything. It wasn't like I had a black eye.
And when I was home alone with the children for hours and hours, that wasn't abuse. That wasn't a bloody nose.
Real abuse was worse. Real abuse was unspeakable. And my life wasn't unspeakable. My life was cooking spaghetti for six and washing the dishes for three hours before I was allowed to go to sleep and wake up and go to school and do it again tomorrow.
When we heighten taboo subjects to this elevated, special kind of evil, it's sort of like moving the goalposts for the people experiencing the harm as well.
I got smacked a bit, and pushed, and spanked, and my hair yanked around, but abuse leaves worse marks.
I was in charge of raising the kids, but parentification means paying the bills.
Neglect means having no food, and we just had small portions.
Absence means running off on a drunken bender, not just locking yourself in an office and leaving your daughter to take care of the baby.
Yall see what I'm getting at?
There's a lot of shitty things we can do to each other, but it's not special, or unspeakable.
Cause my parents weren't unspeakable. They were my parents. They loved me, and they were doing their best.
You feel me?
And, irrigation canals.
Saves 82% of water evaporation. 💧
Actually do cover our fields.
Solar doesn't compete with agriculture, and can be beneficial to it.
Just also cover our car parks.
I have an unpopular opinion: I actually don't like the popular narrative that is like "transition is a lifelong process, you never finish transitioning." When you press people who say this they'll say something like "because your body and personality and experience never stop changing."
Like, in cis people we call that "aging/growing up/maturing/getting older." Why do trans people have to "transition" our whole lives but everyone else just gets to mature?
To me it just feels like another way to "other" trans people, and it's being done by trans people ourselves!
It feels like an act of third gendering. If you're "forever transitioning," there's always the implication that your gender and sex are not fully realized. You're a woman-in-progress or "currently feel like a man" , not a developing woman or a real man, even if the way you experience your gender never shifts dramatically from what you presently express.
i like that the maned wolf and the bush dog are each other's closest living relatives. they're like cartoon henchmen
