I realize I haven’t been on much, life is busy. However, last night’s election has definitely made things more anxiety filled. I have a post on Accidentally gay I wrote about. I am going to crosspost it here.
I am sure this is only the first of many posts dealing with the results of the elections this year (2016). I had several articles/posts ready to be worked on but after last night I figured I should get my initial thoughts and feelings out for posterity.
I am not too surprised at what happened. Of course I am hurt that a sexist, racist, homophobic and xenophobic person was elected, but not surprised. I have spent a lot of time traveling over the last two years to the southern states and it was there I saw this in action the most, but I have seen it locally as well.
Don’t get me wrong, there was more than just the sexism, racism, bigotry and homophobia that was the cause for his election as president. People are angry, they want real change. Sadly I don’t think they are going to get the change they really want from a rich guy who has been bankrupt four times. People are reaching to make something great, when it was never great in that way.
After I watched the election results roll in, I felt like I was punched in the gut though, not because of all the slew of liberal/progressive issues I am in favor of, but for the safety of Wolsey. The first thing I thought about was his safety.
We fortunately live in a very very blue area, but this election has not only shown we haven’t progressed as a society as far as I had hoped, but there will be those that will take this as a sign to attack verbally, physically, legally anyone that doesn’t believe like they do.
I am suspecting there will be an increase in attacks on the LGBTQA community, even in my blue area. I don’t worry about myself. I am a big guy, most people leave me alone anyways, and even if they don’t it isn’t much of a worry. I worry a lot about my husband though. Not that he isn’t tough, but he is the person I love most in this world. I don’t want to see him in pain. This includes emotional pain from the hatred that this election is spewing forth towards everyone, especially transgender individuals.
I suspect I will be writing a lot, which is a good thing for me anyways, but I wish it was for other reasons.
I guess we get to live in “interesting times”. Personally I would rather live in boring, safe and happy times.
Today we had to buy a certified Kia for Jello. He got a temp job and needs to get to it. While we were getting the car however, an awkward situation arose.
We were in the car when the salesman (a young kid) was talking about taking other people out on test drives. Jello was driving, he was in the passenger seat and I was in the back. The guy started joking that when he takes women out driving how horrible they were as drivers.
This absolutely horrified me. I have never thought differently about a woman driving, and I don’t understand why stupid assholes think that way. This is probably due to Jello being the first person who could drive decently in our group of friends when I was a teen. Jay and Warren, the other people who drove cars were absolutely horrible drivers, but Jello was always good (and at the time presenting as a woman), so maybe I never made that sexist connection.
Jello and I met eyes in the rear-view mirror. It was incredibly misogynistic/sexist and we were both horrified by that. On the other hand, it meant that Jello had passed 100% in close proximity with the guy. This pleased me greatly, I know he has been passing more and more. Now if we can only get his top surgery.
So it ended up being an incredibly awkward, but rewarding situation. I feel torn about it, both unhappy with the sexist comments, but overjoyed for Jello.
Oh, and this is cross-posted to Accidentally Gay.
I am sad to see all the hate lumped onto Miley Cyrus. She is an adult woman and she did what she wanted to do (I am making the assumption that it was her choice and she wasn’t pressured since no evidence to the contrary has surfaced).
Do I think that behavior dumb, sure I do. Do I like Miley Cyrus? Not at all. However, everyone keeps wanting to take away her own agency on the choices she makes. She did nothing illegal, she harmed nobody, and that is that.
It is a non-story, it really isn’t anyone’s business. I have seen a specific blog post running around Facebook, a parent telling their daughter how they would stop them from doing this.
Take for example this quote from the blog:
“I will smack any male whom you decide to smash against his pelvis – after I first knock you on your butt for forgetting how a lady acts in public.”
She is an adult, the parent needs to sit down and shut up and let her live her own life.
What I hate most is I feel I have to defend someone I dislike, because people are dog-piling and making an issue when there is none. Damn you all for making me defend Miley Cyrus.
How come I don’t see people screaming about the chemical attacks in Syria, or about our poor dying without insurance, nope our society has become so shallow and sad that the fact that Miley Cyrus was dancing in a provocative way makes the headlines.
I weep for the world.
Oh, and she is not a possession of her dad’s, so it doesn’t matter if it “betrays him” she is an adult woman.