As I read more and more about people having to explain what intersectionality is and why it's important in FA these days most of the time by the end I feel like my head is going to pop right off.
It's not what people are saying but the necessity of it being said that is getting under my skin.
Whether it's race related or queer related at this point-
okay what was right after that was entirely inauthentic so let me start over.
If your sensibilities are feeling tender today turn your head.
Seriously people it's 2008.
How the fuck is it still so shocking and upsetting to so many people that little things like race, sexual orientation, gender and gender presentation etc might have a wee something to do with the person people are right this instant.
Are you fucking serious?
No this is not nice or is it politic but if you cannot wrap your head around the idea that all of these things, added in with culture experience and whatnot create how a person views things and feels about things, maybe you need a time out.
A time out to look at your own life.
Did the person you are right now happen in a vacuum? Did you spring forth from the Earth or a pod or whatever with all your current knowledge intact?
If not than how can you expect that of other people?
Which leads me into the murmurings around the Fatosphere that race shouldn't be coming into it.
All I can say to that is fuck off. No really fuck off.
This sort of fuckery is the kind of thing that happens when you try to fool yourself into thinking that everyone can grow up in and live in a colorblind world.
Being a Black queer fat woman does not exist in a vacuum.
And I refuse to speak about the issues entirely seperated from each other all of the time in order to spare tender sensibilities.
I refuse to shove the identities and presentations and discussion of peoples identities into tidy little boxes Fat-White/Black/Asian/Eurasian/etc-Hetero/Homo/Bi/Onmi-etc. I refuse.
So if that bugs you, feel free to skeedaddle.
This segues tidily into some other things I've been thinking about.
Let's talk about exercise.
CNN had this story that the Federal Government has decided that 2.5 hours of exercise a week is what you need as an adult.
The thing that bugs me about presenting the information this way is that there is never room enough for specifics. As in, dealing with ability levels.
Fat or not I personally am not as capable of lots of strenuous exercise as I was say a decade ago. Not because of my weight but because of my already not so great joints and after some injuries (falls etc) my crappy back.
Too many people (more than you'd think sadly) read things like that and go balls out and hurt themselves, or don't take good care of themselves and wind up hating exercise more. That makes me sad.
I'd really like to see a more, egalitarian approach I suppose. Instead of saying HEY DO THIS, say if you're already kinda healthy try this, if you're not quite really healthy do this etc. Does that even make sense?
Now for some links.
Via BelleDame there is a Carnival of Feminist Sexual Freedom and Autonomy coming up soon. That is a pretty awesome idea. I don't know if I'll contribute but I will absolutely be reading it.
For you thin folks who like shiny fetish clothes House of Bias is having a sample sale. Check it out here. Hotness. Hotness hotness.
Needled has a good guest blogger up go have a looksy. It's about Margaret Cho.
Davita has a tasty post up about use of the Nword (I will probably post about that sometime, but not right now).
Via Lesbiatopia a reminder about a call to action for the LGBT community about the vote on Gay marriage. This is really important my homies.
Oh and a word about the sexytimes questions. I made a catastrophic booboo and they are all gone. This is what happens when I try to change code when I'm not fully awake so I have to start all over. The page and form are still intact and working but the questions I had saved up are gone.
I recall a question (that I totally did research for) about headaches during the peak of orgasm which I'll talk about tomorrow but I can't remember the rest and yeah. That was not a great moment in Nudiemuse history.
I also got a note not from the form from another boy *HOORAY FOR PENIS* that I will probably talk about later on tonight if my brain doesn't melt beforehand.
So please if you asked me something ask me again or if you have a new question ask away.
This is my first time doing something like this.
I am doing a little giveaway.
I am giving away this book: (blurb from Amazon)
Don't Believe the Hype: Fighting Cultural Misinformation About African Americans Farai Chideya.
I blasted through it last weekend and here's what I think.
The book is a bit dated and full of now obsolete statistics. It was published in 1995.
The big flaw in my book though is that through the talk of love, family sex and whatnot there was nary a mention of homosexuality. Which in my view is quite telling of the African American community as a whole. But that's a whole other entry.
Flaws aside I think that this book is an excellent primer for people who are not black to get a peek into some of the things that I myself think about and live with daily.
So here is the good bit.
Leave me a comment, you don't have to leave your email address but you do need to come back Sunday October 19th to see if you won. I will announce your name and then all you have to do is email me and BAM it's yours plus probably a couple of other little goodies.
Ugh I think I'm done. My neck is all jacked up again as a result of my weird sleep postures/it's time to change bags and probably get back to my stretching prior to doing fucking anything.
That is really annoying.
And a picture from my vacation. Click for the giant size.
Also note to self budget out for pro flickr account mmkay.