Here's a quick mock-up of a "Bullshit Jobs" flyer (black and white to save on ink). The QR codes link to the full book on The Anarchist Library, and the Audible Anarchist recording of the paper through Invidious
Let me know your thoughts. I'm still tweaking it
So, last year at Furpoc I walked up to the winner of the dance contest because the MC had said she was getting married to her GF, so before she even managed to get outta suit I pressed two wooden rings set with sapphires into the Paw and said
"I had wondered who these belonged to" and disappeared into the crowd.
I wonder how they're doing.
Gender: All of them. Just, All of them.
I haven't had a spare moment this december to even consider gender, I was out in a skirt and space print leggings on the beer run tonight and wearing my Big Boss leather jacket because I'm not changing into Pants to go to the ghetto beer store for a twelve of Gansett.
When I get fancied up lately I'm covered in so much beaded stuff I look like a RPG boss you have to defeat twelve times.
So many strangers I'll never know have helped me to be who I am simply by contributing their time to a collective that produced something somehow attuned enough to me that I had to have it.
That's magic, and awesome, and I wanted to share. ![]()
Hypnokink
Kerithe: Yes I could melt you into a puddle with my Voice, enslave you to your soul, give you a new purpose, identity, and way of life that left you blissed out and feeling truly Free for the first time in your life, but Honestly then I'm responsible for you, and I Really don't have that kinda time unless I can enslave you into being a Therapy-bot.
Because these damaged transgirls and queer kids aren't healing Themselves, Are They?
At this point I'm beginning to realize it's not even that I'm Genderfluid, It's more like I'm trying to have a comprehensive set of Preset Presentations depending on context and circumstances.
Sometimes, being a guy is just Easier. The gender equivalent of wearing sweatpants, sometimes you're working on a Car and don't wanna get your delicate Femme self dirty.
No I'm not trying to figure out how to get Transmission Fluid out of one of my skirts, why do you ask?
The robot paused in the middle of the safety questionnaire.
"Excuse me," it said, "this question is unclear."
"Oh? 'Are you worried about hurting people?'. Yes?"
"Does this definition of 'people' include cats and dogs?"
"Would you hurt them?"
"No!"
"Then it does. Also, you pass."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
Southern Mass's local machine healer and part time witchdoctor.
Tiny motorcycles, magic potions, machine tools, progressive rock, trance states, and hand sharpened drill bits. Oh, and I read Tarot. Probably 18+ just to be sure.
#nobot