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(and occasionally pointing out that the world sucks for 90% of the people who live in it) PFP done by @riotpaw
gal-loving white person, 28, she/her or they/them, reblogging nerdy shit
(and occasionally pointing out that the world sucks for 90% of the people who live in it) PFP done by @riotpaw
now see I like goats. goats use their brains to invent new crimes and formulate evil plots, which means they are often preoccupied with their own inner worlds and the logistical problems of how to maximize the impacts of their mischief. unlike rams. which have no interest in criminal activities more complicated than giving and receiving as many concussions as possible.
An extremely funny and 100% real thing about this difference is
When a goat buck and a ram get into a fight
The buck rears up on his hind legs, as bucks do, to be able to come down on his opponent with a sweep of his horns
And the ram um. Puts his head down and RAMS his opponent. At head level
So like um when a buck is reared up that puts his dick at head height.
Um so
A lot of bucks get their dicks rammed really hard by rams in fights its like it’s. A thing. Super common
And this happened to one of my goat bucks once and he screamed and ran to a bush and cowered and cried and had a nosebleed. And I thought he was hurt but. He was not I sat with him for an hour or two to calm him down and o inspected him and he was. Fine like he was totally normal the next day. He was just like damn bro you punched my dick with your skull that SUCKED
Like goats are doing you know posturing and like, going for psychological warfare or whatever and rearing up to look big and be like YO MAN YOU WANNA GO???
And rams are already like oh yeah no we are doing this and they just don’t even consider like they locked on 30 seconds ago they’re doing it
OK I don’t know if goat kids do this too cause I’ve never raised any, but lambs from the day they’re born have to punch their mama’s udder in order to get milk out, that’s how lactation works in ewes, so the instinct is very firmly ingrained in their little baby lamb heads to “punch the dangly thing on adult’s belly in order to dispense food.” By the time they’re big enough to wean, they will sometimes punch hard enough to lift their mama’s back legs off the ground in their enthusiasm for food.
I’m sure you see where I’m going with this. One year I had to pull a few of the ram lambs two weeks early for reasons (nobody @ me they were fine) and because they were smaller than usual and there were only a few of them I didn’t want to dump them straight into the pen with all the big guys to get beat up. Instead I put them in a smaller pasture and tossed the Boss Ram in with them as a babysitter because he’s always been relatively gentle with lambs and letting The Boss get used to new guys alone usually helps with dominance fighting later.
So here is this big, dominant ram, undisputed king of his domain, locked in a pen with four of his newly weaned mini-mes who have never shared a pen with an adult male before. He’s got the biggest horns and the hardest head on the farm, he’s ready for anything.
Except. The lambs have no interest in bashing skulls. The lambs are hungry. The lambs see an adult with dangly bits in approximately the same place as their mama’s dangly bits. Their entire three months of lived experience tells them punching those dangly bits results in food.
That ram, who had never before run from a fight, spent a very uncomfortable and confusing time being chased around the pen by four miniature copies of himself, all of them crying at the top of their lungs and very determined to punch him in the nuts.
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[“Eight months into transitioning as far as I could get from male, I developed a strange interest in power tools and short hair. But I was too scared to say I was butch. I learned otherwise by dating a femme.
We’d met years before in student organizing, but only shared tea after I’d started transition. She was a big bi femme; a broad who fucks who and how she wants. Her mum and dad thought that it would be kind and freeing to raise her as they would a son. She disagreed and out-femmed this attempt. But even though her femininity was, from the start, a rebellion, in queer spaces, it started the process of her erasure; the men she dated finished it. Consigned to the “quiet ally” seat, she was left dating bi-curious women, whose curiosity she offered to satisfy, sans underwear. Her dates declined, remaining bi-curious rather than bi-informed. She remained frustrated.
Dating a tranny—a girlfriend with stubble and a necktie—made her smirk. She clarified my doubts and explained to me that I fuck “like a girl.” She was my anchor in women’s circles where I would not be welcome were she not beside me, calling bullshit. Dancing with her, fisting in washrooms, it felt right, intimate, honest. Together, we were bold. We were femme and butch.
Still, I was scared to call myself “butch.” Wouldn’t that be a contradiction? An Eddie Izzard joke? But she saw the butch and named it. I owe her.
I encounter femmes who shepherd friends and lovers through the FtM spectrum. When they see the butch and smell the trans on me, they discreetly offer a rolodex of gentlemen and genderqueers, friends and exes, to whom I can talk if I, y’know, need to talk. I explain that I am changing the other way. They are happy to hear this, to know that I can honestly be myself right now.
I see how many butches lean on femmes, whether we know them romantically or platonically. I feel like a bulldagger Lois Lane to their Superwomen. Escorting us through everything from washrooms to transition, I wonder and marvel at how femmes save us over and over and what they get in return. Visibility? Help moving boxes? Someone who is not femme who will say, “People see butch and expect male, but I am not. People see you and expect conventional, and you are anything but.”
I wonder what we can do so that they could openly lend their help at dyke gatherings, rather than catching our ears in private.”]
amy fox, from changed sex. grew boobs. started wearing a tie, from persistence: all ways butch and femme edited by Ivan Coyote and zena sharman
[I.D: A digital drawing of Phoenix Wright, as he appears in AA4, and Apollo Justice from Ace Attorney. Phoenix is saying “Hey Polly whatcha thinking about in that (caps) big ass (end caps) forehead.” Apollo is concentrated looking with an very angry expression, black waves coming off of him. Text pointing at him reads “Trying to kill Pheonix with psychic beams.” End I.D]
