Platitudes and Cosmonauts Make the World Go Round


A fun thing to do when people accuse you of “thinking people should just have stuff HANDED TO THEM! ! !” Is to just cold be like yes. I absolutely do believe that. I think every single person should have their needs met unconditionally without ever having to prove that they “deserve” it based on arbitrary criteria of usefulness. You got me. Busted.



literally with my guy friends it’s “how long can i stay friends with you before you say something gross and misogynistic and i don’t feel safe around you anymore”


And this is why I don’t have guy friends.  In general. There’s one or two I met online via PoC community stuff - and note - they are PoC. Ain’t having no white male friends. That ain’t happening, cause my safety levels are ALWAYS at Defcon! Red Alert! The Sky Is Most DEFINITELY FALLING! Anytime I’m near a white male (who has not been introduced to me by someone I’ve known for donkey years, and/or who is a PoC, and who knows me. And this includes doctors) - I am not at ease. I do not trust. I know something hateful and hurtful will be said or done. So I avoid - life’s too short.

Some folks would say I live a segregated life - but nope. I see yt ppl at the pharmacy, the doctor’s waiting room, in the library, sometimes on the bus, or while I’m waiting for a pick-up, in bookstores, the post office, at the cash-register, sitting in office in my local govt etc… - I just don’t deal wid ‘em personally. It’s like “The City and The City.” And hey look, I even read books by them (ok more before 2009, but still!)

Do note though: I still know ABOUT them - course I can’t really avoid it, the way they  purposely avoid knowing anything about anyone not just like them.