Q:HI YOU ARE PERFECTION
eww, stop, no i’m not
today my boss said, “i’m tired of being expected to feel guilty about not feeling guilty about gentrification" and "those people might have lived in that building for 30 or 60 years, in that great location, but now it’s time for other people, caucasian people, to get to live there" and "no one makes a big deal out of it when white people are pushed out of rural neighborhoods by a new strip mall" and because of capitalism i couldn’t even tell him how disgusting he is!!!
he also reiterated his newfound appreciation for racist real estate developers, since he’s now a biznessman. & then he talked about how excited he is that the crypto-coin and permaculture worlds are finally coming together :[ :[
i know, i’m sorry, this blog has devolved into basically just a teenage-livejournal caliber series of gripes about boring white/ straight/ liberals, but i’m quitting shitjob #3 in <2 weeks & i plan to be able to stop venting about my boss so much!! so yeah anyway here i go again
it’s fascinating (& terrifying) how Joanna Russ can go from—on one page—describing an alternate universe (cis) woman assassin’s “voluntary hysterical strength” (a willed adrenalin surge, for literally mankilling agility and power) and her implanted techno claws and artificially reinforced bones and grafted muscles—all but acknowledging the inevitably constructed and technological and (intentionally or not) hormonally-produced condition of bodies, and thus that there is no ‘natural’ embodiment, to—on the next page—saying (what we are to take as) horrible transmisogynistic shit about the trans women of the same alternate universe, said transmisogyny being in part conveyed by emphasizing trans women’s “chemical-surgical” bodies, in part by reducing trans women to their genital history—which are precisely the same qualities she’s using to glorify the (chemically produced, surgically enhanced) cis-female assassin. the cognitive dissonance is so obvious today that if she hadn’t since admitted and (nearly) apologized for the transmisogyny in this book, i would actually want to believe that she was trying to maintain a facade of transmisogyny (why?? for her 1970s terf-y cis lesbian readers?) while, like, intentionally juxtaposing two different “chemical-surgical” bodies to slyly indicate that they are both “valid” or whatever (since what i read as transmisogynist is actually maybe only transmisogynist because of the terf context i’m placing her in; it’s hard to imagine how she could’ve meant the word “castrati” nicely, but are the limits to my imagination here being dictated how that word just seems unkind, which is to say, because of transmisogyny in history & language)—but i suppose this is just me overreaching in order to try to ‘rescue’ what is otherwise a fucking rad as hell queer sf book
I want to shriek at/ any identity/ this culture gives me claw it to/ pieces
There is nothing to discover in nature; there is no hidden secret. We live in a punk hypermodernity: it is no longer about discovering the hidden truth in nature; it is about the necessity to specify the cultural, political, and technological processes through which the body as artifact acquires natural status. … There is nothing to discover in sex or in sexual identity; there is no inside.