THE BIRDCAGE (1996)
dir. Mike Nichols
hate how almost every portrayal of a lesbian on mainstream tv is like literally just a straight woman who dates women. the writers clearly don’t care to take Any considerations into lesbian/lgbt culture or what our lives/dating is rly like. like even apart from them all being pretty feminine conventionally attractive white women in their thirties, they are literally always the straightest women you could possibly imagine. what’s the opposite of dykery. The utter dykelessness of these women
Can someone pls reply w that comic of the women watching TV that makes sense here, I can’t find it
Nina Nijsten (2009)
I think one of the best things ofmd did was start episode 10 with mary’s pov. It was so important to see how trapped she also was in the marriage and how she was flourishing on her own and that she is truly her own story’s protagonist and if we hadn’t just spent nine episodes following stede we would absolutely be cheering for her to murder her deadbeat husband who had the audacity to abandon her and then try to take it back like it was nothing. She’s such a cool character and I’m so glad she was given the same complexities as stede especially since media is often so quick to vilify female characters in her position and I’m so glad and that we were able to see this glimpse into her mind
wonderful points but i was absolutely cheering for her to murder stede at the time.
I spent ten years building up a following on Tumblr. I had 30k+ followers, great engagement, it helped my career thrive like nothing else. I could quit my day job and live off the fan base I’d accrued.
Then, their policies changed. Half my work was no longer allowed. People left the site in droves. I left too, for awhile. I came back to a ghost town. I still have 25k followers, but I don’t think more than 10% are active anymore. I’m followed by ghosts. Same with DeviantArt, although I was never quite as big there, and I’ve been gone so much longer.
This disallowed half of my work was never allowed on Facebook in the first place, or Instagram, but their algorithms are such that my stuff rarely makes it to anyone’s feeds, and if I post a link to where people could actually pay me for my content, it’s hidden unless I pay for it. Patreon swept my work away to a dark corner where no one could see it unless I personally guided them there. Twitch is so strict you can’t even show bare feet. The death of Google Reader means nobody follows RSS feeds anymore, so I can’t direct people to my own site.
So there’s Twitter I guess, where I can post whatever I want, but again, algorithms. But more than that, I don’t have the energy to build up a following once again on a site I don’t own that can delete my career on a whim. The thought of spending time jumping around through hoops for attention just to have it taken away again has stripped any motivation I had to try.
The internet has been gentrified. All the small cute houses and mom & pop shops have been shut down and replaced by big corporations that control everything. I’ve been making webcomics for twenty years, and at the start, the internet was a beautiful wild place. Everyone had a home page. It was like having a house and people came to visit you and you would visit other people in their houses. Now, we don’t visit each other in personal spaces anymore. It’s like we have to visit each other in the aisles of a megamart. Everything is clean and sanitized and the weirdos who made the internet what it was are no longer welcome. No space for freaks anymore.
People still ask me for advice on how to break into comics, and I don’t have any wisdom because I don’t recognize the internet anymore. I don’t feel comfortable working within its boundaries which seems to be getting smaller and smaller and smaller. None of the tools I used when I started exist anymore. They’ve been replaced by things I don’t know how to use. I don’t think I could break into comics today. 2002 had so few barriers compared to now. You might have started on Keenspace, but you could reach a point where you could break away to your own site and people would go to it. Now, you start on Webtoon or Patreon and I guess you just stay there? It feels so much like owning a hardware store for years and then having to go work as a cashier at the Home Depot that put you out of business. I’m looking at my career trajectory and it all points to being a Wal-Mart greeter with uncontrolled arthritis.
I don’t want to make “content,” I want to make comics, I want to make art, and I want to do it in a space that is mine. I’m not sure there’s a place for that anymore.
The entire concept of "camp" and its relationship to gay people is hilarious. like yeah gays have just always loved lame shit that sucks
I don't know if you know what camp is
obviously it's lame shit that sucks
Is camp a fandom I should be glad I missed out on?
It's a 'fashion' movement lol. It's about wearing big things that clash with each other, kinda. (Think about drag queens, they're kinda camp, i think)
Loving all these white gays erasing the history of queerness because they think it’s edgy.
Drag queens are not ‘kind of camp’ - drag queens invented camp. Drag queens are camp. Camp is how gay men (and women! lesbians and wlw can also be camp!) expressed themselves and learned to love themselves in the late 1800s and early 1900s when the crackdowns on homosexuality made those things dangerous.
Camp is meant to be queer, subversive.
“Camp is, or should be, by its very nature, political subversive, and revolutionary.”
Camp is not your tackyness. Camp is not for you to denegrate. Camp is where the drag balls in Harlem originated, Camp is where gay men learn to love themselves for being completely out of the norms of what traditional heteronormativity wants from them. Camp is where we try on and take off genders like they’re fashion trends we don’t have time for.
The lack of care that a lot of people have on here for queer history drives me up the fucking wall.
Camp is also about drawing attention to the demanding categories of identity that we are expected to perform, and that we often accept without question. What is high art, and why are some things “tacky”? To whom are they tacky? What do we gain by seeing aesthetics through a gaze other than our own?
Drag specifically is not really about impersonating females, but about impersonating The Female— exploring and performing the very height of this stylized, ritualized womanhood. Or, in the case of drag kings, doing the same with stylized ideas of what it is to be A Man. The campness is in the head-on refusal to take as given any definition of what is acceptable.
Fourteen pages of required reading before you dismiss camp: http://www.theslideprojector.com/pdffiles/ah331/notesoncamp.pdf
Divine did not die on the cross for this shit
HOW THE FUCK HAVE KIDS FORGOTTEN WHAT CAMP IS????
I DIDN'T THINK I WAS THAT OLD???
Lost it during the cringe wars if 2012, friendly fire mishap.
CARRIE FISHER behind the scenes of the STAR WARS SEQUEL TRILOGY
Missionary being eaten by a jaguar (by Noé León, 1907)
This Doonesbury abortion cartoon was originally written by Gary Trudeau in 2012, in response to a Texas law requiring women to have an ultrasound before an abortion. It was banned from many major newspapers, and they ran syndicated cartoons in its place.
Now seems like an appropriate time to bring these cartoons back, with the passing of Texas’ new law requiring the burial or cremation of miscarried or aborted fetal remains. I guess we’ll have to wait and see if Trudeau decides to write the sequel.
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Did you know that modern C sections were invented by African women— centuries before they were standard elsewhere?
Midwives and surgeons living around Lake Tanganyika and Lake Victoria perfected the procedure hundreds of years ago. When a baby couldn’t be delivered vaginally, these healers sedated the laboring mother using large amounts of banana wine. They tied the mother to the bed for safety, sterilized a knife using heat, and made the incision, acting quickly as a team to prevent excessive blood loss or the accidental cutting of other organs. The combination of sterile, sharp equipment and sedation made the procedure surprisingly calm and comfortable for the mother.
After the baby was delivered, antiseptic tinctures and salves were used to clean the area and stitches were applied. Women rarely developed infections, shock, or excessive blood loss after a cesarean section and the most common problem reported was that it took longer for the mother’s milk to come in (an issue that was solved with friends and relatives who would nurse the baby instead).
In Uganda, C sections were normally performed by a team of male healers, but in Tanzania and DRC, they were typically done by female midwives.
The majority of women and babies survived this, and when questioned about it by European colonists in the mid-1800s, many people in Uganda and Tanzania indicated that the procedure had been performed routinely since time immemorial.
This was at a time when Europeans had only barely started to figure out that they should wash their hands before performing surgery, when nearly half of European and US women died in childbirth, and when nearly 100% of European women died if a C section was performed.
Detailed explanations of Ugandan C-sections were published globally in scholarly journals by the 1880s and helped the rest of the world learn how to save mothers and babies with minimal complications.
So if you’re one of the people who wouldn’t be alive today without a C-section, you have Ugandan surgeons and Tanzanian and Congolese midwives to thank for their contributions to medical science.
Thank you, my sisters.
pink in the night
If there is a time I don’t reblog this it will be because the apocalypse got me
requested by anonymous
the thing spn writers will never understand is that we were never asking if dean winchester was gay we were telling them
The fandom: Dean Winchester likes men.
The writers: Well I think if you look at it-
The fandom:
the man who would be king is truly THE most insane thing ever aired on tv. cas sitting on that bench and monologuing. "cas you'll call right? if you get into real trouble?" the reveal that cas was actually watching dean the entire time he was living his straight suburban life. the cas-crowley alliance that makes it seem like crowley was in love with cas. "you see the stench of that impala's all over your trenchcoat, angel." "and the worst part of it all was dean trying to be loyal with e every instinct telling him otherwise." cas watching everyone argue about him and staring longingly at dean. "i was here. where were you?" "i'm doing this for you dean, i'm doing this BECAUSE of you." cas watching dean sleep and gently telling him his angel warding was off. "i do everything you ask, i always come when you call, and i AM your friend" the way it was literally ALL just for dean. the betrayal on his face as he gets trapped in the fire. "i did it to save you, i did it to save all of you" AND DEAN LOOKS OVER HIS SHOULDER
WE STAN BEN EDLUND.
it is SO funny that people think cas is still in super hell when he is in fact the only main character to make it out alive
gays stay winning 🏳️🌈
Reblogging for this tag:
😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣
Supernatural 4x16 | “On the Head of a Pin”
everytime I remember that lesbian couple that have a marble statue of the two of them embracing and sleeping on a bed together over where their graves will be because the artists didn’t believe they would be able to be married before they died, so what they couldn’t have in life they could have in death, I fucking breakdown
memorial to a marriage; patricia cronin
“on july 24th, 2011- the first day that same sex marriage was legal in new york state, particia cronin and deborah kass got married. that same year the marble ‘memorial to a marriage’ was replaced with a bronze version. rainwater pools in the space between their two sculpted bodies, and falling leaves catch on the metal in the autumn. the two women sleep peacefully through snow and ice, and the scorching days of summer. over time the hands of cemetery visitors will wear down the bronze, burnishing it into a smooth shine. one day this will mark the final resting place of the two women. and someday people will have to remember that there was a time, long ago, when this was a memorial to a marriage that two women never thought they’d have.”
- Caitlin Doughty, on the Death in the Afternoon podcast