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Old 11-12-2015, 03:35 PM
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Old 11-12-2015, 04:26 PM
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Riga in May.

I decided to have two lunches. Bad call.

One was a fish and chip place, and I had sprats for the first time. Quite tasty bastards, them.
Then went over to an Uzbeki bakery and ordered this samosa. It was greasy, fresh filth.
Once I'd eaten both I felt peculiar for an hour then didn't think much of it.

In the evening I decided to have some braised meat, which never tasted quite right. Oddly off taste throughout. Didn't think much of it.

Over the course of the day I ingested a shot of fermented cabbage juice, a botanical craft ale with juniper and the like, 3 brown wheatbeers, and various other beers.

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A Facebook user recently commented that the Eagles had “played like they were wearing tutus!!!"

Our response:

With all due respect to the Eagles, let’s take a minute to look at what our tutu wearing women have done this month:

By tomorrow afternoon, the ballerinas that wear tutus at Pennsylvania Ballet will have performed The Nutcracker 27 times in 21 days. Some of those women have performed the Snow scene and the Waltz of the Flowers without an understudy or second cast. No ‘second string’ to come in and spell them when they needed a break. When they have been sick they have come to the theater, put on make up and costume, smiled and performed. When they have felt an injury in the middle of a show there have been no injury timeouts. They have kept smiling, finished their job, bowed, left the stage, and then dealt with what hurts. Some of these tutu wearers have been tossed into a new position with only a moments notice. That’s like a cornerback being told at halftime that they’re going to play wide receiver for the second half, but they need to make sure that no one can tell they’ve never played wide receiver before. They have done all of this with such artistry and grace that audience after audience has clapped and cheered (no Boo Birds at the Academy) and the Philadelphia Inquirer has said this production looks “better than ever”.

So no, the Eagles have not played like they were wearing tutus. If they had, Chip Kelly would still be a head coach and we’d all be looking forward to the playoffs.

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So when I was flying back from a lovely weekend at Conbust out in Massachusetts, I ended up stuck at the Philly airport for a bit while my plane was delayed. Sitting on the floor in the riveted black leather jacket and chainmail I casually wear every day, looking for all intents and purposes like the Kurgan, and playing Hyrule Warriors; this little kid runs up and very brazenly plants himself on the floor beside me as though I’m one of his favourite cousins or something. I have no idea how old children are so I’m going to call him six. He was very excited that we had the same Legend of Zelda DS and wanted very badly to show me his Triforce Heroes, Majora’s Mask, Mii Plaza collection, all that business.

There were no parents in sight coming up to either tell their son to stop talking to the 1980′s movie villain playing Zelda games on the floor or at least acknowledge that their child had apparently drive-by adopted me, so I kind of braced for some security person to inevitably come make a scene. Which fortunately that never happened, because no one wants to deal with that in an airport.

I was kind of bracing for the worst, because babysitting brazen stranger children rarely ends well, but after a couple minutes of listening to him explain Zelda to me and repeatedly ask me to quit the game I was playing to check my streetpass plaza for his Mii I decided he was solidly on the endearing side of annoying. He was very impressed I was on my third playthrough of Find Mii II (he was on his first run of Find Mii I), he wanted to share his technique for collecting puzzle pieces (he gets all the small ones before he tries to get the big ones), and he wanted me to Play Triforce Heroes with him (we couldn’t get it to work). At one point he wanted to show me how Link could turn into a Deku in Majora’s Mask and when I asked if the Deku (which I pronounce “day-koo”) mask was the only one he’d found he very matter-of-factly deadpanned “It’s pronounced dee-koo” before continuing to enthusiastically explain the game. It made me feel very “ha hah, you got spunk, kid.”

Eventually when they announced boarding was going to start his mother did come over to collect him, she whispered a very sincere “thank yooooou” and, having flashbacks to how much I talked my own mother’s ear off about my very important childhood Pokemon problems that she likely did not understand or care about, felt glad to have been able to sponge up her son’s Zelda chatter and give her some respite. She was mortified when we realized that - after talking to me for an hour - he thought I was a man, and seemed very relieved that I didn’t take offence and laughed that it was understandable because I’m pretty androgynous.

When I got back home I was glad to see that at some point during the flight my Streetpass plaza finally picked up his Mii, so I’ll always be able to remember my weird little airport Legend of Zelda ward.
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I wonder if, in superhero universes, the villains ever get contacted by those “Make a Wish Foundation” and similar people.

I mean, the heroes do, of course they do, kids who want to meet Spiderman or Superman or get to be carried by the Flash as he runs through Central City for just thirty seconds.

But surely there are also the kids, who - because they are kids and sometimes kids are just weird - decide that what they really, really want is to meet a supervillain. Because he’s scary or she’s awesome or that freeze ray is just really, really cool, you know?
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Oh, man, that would absolutely be a thing. The heroes would be so weirded out by it. The villains with codes of ethics would totally band together to force the villains without one (should they be the one requested) to do their part for the cause.
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But imagine the person who has to track down the villains and organise everything?

Like, the first time it happens, no one actually thinks it’s possible, but one of the newbies volunteers to at least try. They get lucky, the kid wants to meet one of the villains who is well known to have a personal code of ethics (eg one of the rogues), and it takes them weeks to track the villain down to this one bar they’ve been seen at a few times, plus a week of staking out said bar, but they finally find them.

So they approach the villain, very politely introduce themselves and explain the situation, finishing with an assurance that, should the villain agree, no law enforcement or heroes will be informed of the meeting.

The villain, assuming it’s a joke, laughs in their face.

At this point, the poor volunteer, who has giving up weeks of their time and no small amount of effort to track down this villain, all so a sweet little girl can meet the person who somehow inspired them, well, at this point the employee sees red.

They explode, yelling at this villain about the little girl who, for some unknown reason, absolutely loved them, had a hand-made stuffed toy of them and was inspired by their struggle to keeping fighting her own and wasn’t the villain supposed to have ethics? The entire bar is witness to this big bad villain getting scolded by some bookish nobody a foot shorter than them.

When the volunteer is done, the villain calmly knocks back their drink, grips the volunteers shoulder and drags them outside. The bar’s patrons assume that person will never be seen again, the volunteer included. But once they’re outside, the villain apologises for their assumption, asks for the kid’s details so they can drop by in the near future, not saying when for obvious reasons. They also give the very relieved volunteer a phone number to call if someone asks for them again.

A week later, the little girl’s room is covered in villain merchandise, several expensive and clearly stolen gifts and she is happily clutching a stack of signed polaroids of her and the villain.

The next time a kid asks to meet a villain, guess who gets that assignment?

Turns out, the first villain was quite touched by the experience of meeting their little fan, and word has gotten around. The second villain happily agrees when they realise it’s the same volunteer who asked the other guy. Unfortunately, one of the heroes sees the villain entering the kid’s hospital and obviously assumes the worst. They rush in, ready to drag the villain out, but the volunteer stands in their way. The hero spends five minutes getting scolded for trying to stop the villain from actually doing a good thing and almost ruining the kid’s wish. The volunteer gets a reputation among villains as someone who can not only be trusted with personal contact numbers but who will do everything they can to keep law enforcement away during their visits.

The volunteer has a phonebook written in cypher of all the villain’s phone numbers, with asterixes next to the ones to call if any other villains give them trouble.

Around the office, they gain the unofficial job title of The Villain Wrangler.
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The heroes are genuinely flabbergasted by The Villain Wrangler. At first, some of the heroes try to reason with them.

Heroes: “Can’t you, just, give us their contact details? They’ll never even have to know it was you.”

The Villain Wrangler: “Yeah sure, <rollseyes> because all these evil geniuses could never possibly figure out that it’s me who happens to be the common thread in the sudden mass arrests. Look man, even if it wouldn’t get me killed, it would disappoint the kids. You wouldn’t want to disappoint the kids would you?”

Heroes: “… no~ but…”

The Villain Wrangler: “Exactly.”

Eventually, one of the anti-hero types gets frustrated, and decides to take a stand. They kidnap the Villain Wrangler and demand that they give up the contents of the little black book of Villains, or suffer the consequences. It’s For the Greater Good, the anti-hero insists as they tie the Villain Wrangler to a pillar.

The Villain Wrangler: “You complete idiot, put me back before someone figures out that I’m missing.”

Anti-hero: “…excuse me?”

The Villain Wrangler: “Ugh, do I have to spell this out for you? Do you actually want your secret base to be wiped off the map? With us in it? Sugarsticks, how long has it been? If they get suspicious, they check in, and then if I miss a check-in, they tend to come barging into wherever I am just to prove that they can, even if they figure out that they’re not being threatened by proxy. Suffice to say, Auntie Muriel really regretted throwing my phone into the pool when she strenuously objected to me answering it during family time. If they think for even one moment that I’ve given them up, they won’t hesitate to obliterate both of us from their potential misery. You do know some of the people in my book have like missiles and djinni and elemental forces at their disposal, right?”

Anti-hero: “Wait, what? I thought they trusted you?!”

The Villain Wrangler: “Trust is such a strong word!”

Villain: “Indeed.”

Anti-hero: “Wait, wha-” <slumps over, dart sticking out of neck>

The Villain Wrangler: “Thanks. I thought they were going to hurt me.”

Villain: “You did well. You kept them distracted, and gave us time to follow your signal.” <cuts Villain Wrangler free>

The Villain Wrangler: <rubbing circulation back into limbs> “Yeah well, you know me, I do whatever I have to. So I’ll see you Wednesday at four at St Martha’s? I’ve got an 8yo burns unit patient recovering from her latest batch of skin grafts who could really use a pep talk.”

Villain: “… of course. Yes… I… yes.”

The Villain Wrangler: “I just think you could really reach her, you know?”

Villain: <unconsciously runs fingers over mask> “I… yes, but, what should I say?”

The Villain Wrangler: “Whatever advice you think you could have used the most just after.”

Villain: <hoists Anti-hero over shoulder almost absently> “….yes.”

The Villain Wrangler wasn’t lying to the Anti-hero. They know that the more ruthless villains would not hesitate if they thought for one second that the Anti-hero would betray them.

But this is not the first time the Villain Wrangler has gone to extreme lengths to protect their identities.

Trust is a strong word. The Villain Wrangler earned it, and is terrified by what it could mean.
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Okay but this whole concept actually makes a lot of sense, because villains are a lot more likely to be disfigured/disabled/use adaptive devices (bc ableist tropes), so of course, say, a child amputee is going to be more interested in the villain with a robot arm who almost destroyed New York than the heroes that took him down.

Also, imagine one of the kids gets better, and a few years down the line becomes a villain themself, except their crimes are things like smuggling chemo drugs across the border for families that can’t afford treatment, or stealing from corrupt businessmen to make donations to underfunded hospitals (idk this turned into a Leverage AU or something) and every time the heroes encounter her, they’re like “oh no. she’s getting away. curses. welp, nothing we can do.” Though it isn’t that she can’t take them on; bc of course once the villain from way back when found out what she was up to, he started helping/training her.

“I thought they just hired someone to dress up and pretend to be you,” she says, amazed, when he reveals himself. “I didn’t think they actually got the real you!”

Every year the Villain Wrangler gets a very expensive gift basket from the pair.
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and for the kids who don’t get better the villains are there too, they show up to every funeral, they bear too small coffins on their shoulders and the heroes stand aside

they are fierce with grieving families assuring them that their child will not be forgotten, and they don’t balk at negative emotions, they don’t tell people to be strong or “celebrate their child’s life,” because these parents have every right to their grief and anger

and the lost children are never forgotten. flowers appear on graves during birthdays and anniversaries, heroes find pictures of those kids and they carefully take them down and ensure they’re delivered to the villain’s cell, and a few villains can be seen with friendship bracelets wrapped around their wrists the cops have learned not to try and take them off
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And then one day, one of the evil geniuses who happens to specialise in inducing bizarre genetic mutations meets a young fan who was born with a rare genetic disorder that is slowly killing them, and realises that they can help.

Another, who created their own exosuit, talks to a young fan and suddenly understands how much the technology that they have built for themselves could revolutionise quality of life for people with muscular dystrophy, or paraplegia, or other disorders that confine people to wheelchairs with little mobility.

A third thinks of a way that their nanobots could be used to detect and remove cancer cells when their fan, who had been in remission, writes to say that the doctors have found a new metastasizing tumour.

Then shortly after, an evil genius specialising in cloning is contacted by an old colleague asking if a suitable heart couldn’t be grown for their young fan with a congenital heart condition who needs a donor.

Suddenly, a pattern of villains offering (and marketing) their insights and resources to improve medical science starts to arise. Many who had previously been operating on society’s fringes are shocked to receive public accolades, research grants and job offers from major companies because of their work.

A grassroots movement arises advocating for imprisoned villains with appropriate qualifications and/or experience to have access to resources to conduct research for the public good. The Second Chance Rehabilitation Project launches.

(It is an open secret that only people who have been vetted by the Villain Wrangler are allowed to join, because the Villain Wrangler has by now a meticulously set up method and intelligence network to run background checks and character references through ensure that none of the children wishing to meet their role models get hurt.)

Being able to say that one is involved with the Project begins to look really good in parole hearings. The Villains involved perform their own quality checks on one another, because if one of their kids got hurt, then all of their kids could potentially lose out, and the ones that are serious about the Project are not having that. (Also, the ability to collaborate with other geniuses is the most interesting thing to happen to most of them since losing to various heroes, and most consider the intellectual stimulation to be worth putting up with the ridiculous egoes and inevitable personality clashes that arise.)

Reformed Villains come out of the woodwork to advocate about better mental healthcare, and support systems. Savvy universities and private labs quietly take their advice, setting up better mental health supports and laboratory safety standards to prevent the Brain Drain caused by losing their less stable scientists to the Costumes.

The Villain Wrangler watches all of this develop with a smile.

Their plan succeeded beyond their wildest dreams.
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Old 06-21-2016, 05:23 AM
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Aww. Man. Now I'm thinking about Manny in the Empowered series. He's a make-a-wish kid who becomes a super villain.RIP Manny...
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Good advice on what to do when you find yourself near a racist mouthy twat who is spouting out their crap at some unfortunate person.

NEVER engage the perpetrator. He (and it is usually he) is looking for confrontation. Instead speak to the person he is abusing. Say hello. Introduce yourself. Shake his or her hand. And just stand with them. Keep talking. About anything. Weather. Bus schedules. Football. This kind of bullying never works against a group of people having a conversation. Usually a single person travelling or a mom with a kid or maximum, two women are targeted.

Form a group of people with and around them if you can. Don’t tell them they are not alone. Just don’t let them be alone. I speak from experience. Once, I encountered a young girl wearing a hijab being abused as a terrorist by a drunk man on a train. I just went and sat beside her and started a conversation with her. After a while, the dude lost interest. I had a lovely chat with a young student from Qatar. She wanted to study literature while her dad was only prepared to pay for engineering or commerce as he wanted her to join the family business. It helped her feel safe and it expanded my horizons.
This actively warmed the black withered cockles of my heart.
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Concept: bi/pan/ace kids feeling safe and welcome in their community.
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Don’t group bi and pan with ace, they’re not comparable, they don’t share he same type of issues and being ace doesn’t make you LGBT.
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We’re here. We’re queer. GET USED TO IT.

SMH that we have to yell that at the LG part of “the community.” I fucking stood at your sides 25 years ago yelling that in the streets when they were trying to take our rights away.

The phobes think everyone who isn’t cis and straight are “broken” or “sinful” or wrong. I always thought “the community” were the people they hated.

And it doesn’t matter to a kid who is still discovering who they are “who started it”.

NONE of us are broken. We need to ALL remember that, and remind each other of that, and fucking STOP TRAUMATIZING KIDS.

I’m a big kiddo of 44. I can take your nonsense and spin it back. But you pull this shit with a 14 year old and you’re compounding the hurt of family and school and a supportive community can be the difference between life and death.

WE KEEP TELLING PEOPLE THIS IS LIFE AND DEATH not just because the bigots will attack anyone they even THINK is LGBTQIA and I do mean every single letter, but because ostracization literally wounds people, can actually kill them.

We know that when kids have a safe, supportive environment that is loving and accepting and welcoming that their mental health is no more likely than anyone else’s to have the kinds of issues that can lead to suicidal thoughts or actions.

But when kids can’t count on their family, and they can’t count on their school, the LGBTQIA “Community” which I have to put in fucking quote marks because it doesn’t really exist that way, is often their last refuge.

And if the ASSHOLES who keep guarding their turf against interlopers greet those kids with, “You’re not really one of us….”

I’ve had to talk kids off that ledge. FUCKING STOP IT.

The labels DO NOT MATTER when it comes to welcoming people with open arms to a safe space that will say the words that will save their life.

Here’s the words you practice. You keep saying them until you can’t imagine saying anything else.

“It’s okay. You’re safe here. We love you. You’re worthy. You’re whole. You aren’t flawed, or worthless, but the people who told you that you are… those people are ignorant and wrong and the best way to prove them wrong is by finding your people and finding ways to be happy.

“You don’t have to want sex. And it’s okay if you do. You love who you love. You get to decide what happens to your body. Respect other people’s identities, and their right to decide what happens to theirs. Yes means yes. Anything else means no. You can walk away when you don’t feel comfortable. You can talk to me when you’re sad or scared. I’ll help you find safety. Your only job right now is to live, and anything else is bonus. But you know what? If you live, and love and be happy in your life… it will REALLY annoy the haters. Bonus.”

Bi, pan and ace kids run the same risks, and some novel risks as well. Passing… lots of gay and lesbian people can “pass”… but it can be just as taxing for bi/pan/ace kids as it is for gay kids to constantly be misidentified.

Don’t get into pissing contests about who’s oppressed more, who’s oppressed longest. NO ONE WINS. Because what we all need is support, not “points”.

When we tear each other apart, the only people who “win” are the assholes that made us all feel so isolated in the first place.

If you look at another human being and the only reason you reject them is because you don’t think their sexuality is right…

Yeah, I don’t have patience for that. That’s the problem, right there.

We don’t treat people that way. We don’t allow our friends to treat people that way. We don’t allow people to be treated that way. We’re BETTER than that.

You have a kid saying, “This is who I am,” to you?

You feel privileged to be trusted so, and you tell them, “Great! How are you doing? Are you safe? Do you need anything? Can I help?”

You don’t evaluate them like they’re submitting a term paper. You don’t give them an F for not being gay enough. That’s NOT how it works.

If you don’t understand. If you have some bass-ackward idea of what it takes to be “good enough” to be “in the community”… you need to stop, shut your mouth, put on your thinking cap and put yourself into that kid’s shoes for a minute, and the next words out of your mouth need to be BETTER than your upbringing. Better than how you were treated. Better. Even if you think they can pass. Even if you think they might be confused. Even if you think they’re just young or don’t know. Because the ONLY person who gets to define someone’s sexuality or gender is them.

That’s what we’re fighting for. Not categories, but freedom to be ourselves without fear of losing everything.

To anyone who has been rejected by the “community”… Come on over here. There are so many of us who think you’re just fine, just exactly the way you are. You’re enough. You’re worthy. You deserve all the good. Please live. The world is better with you in it. You come talk to me. We’ll be alright if we stick together.
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so you know those news stories about how millennials don’t buy enough breakfast cereal or paperback books or homes or whatever the hell that boomers are complaining that “kids these days” don’t spend money on? and y’all are like “lol, no cash my pal”?

i think there’s something more insidious going on. you see, they thought they had you. forget the saturday morning cartoons of my childhood, they had disney channel and nickelodeon feeding you ads all day long. your generation got advertising in your schools. your parents took you to prosperity doctrine spewing megachurches (it’s mega so it’s gotta impress the kids, right?).

they thought you were going to be their generation of super-consumers.

you are generations distant from the great depression, and the 1979 energy crisis. boomers want to pretend that the 2008 housing bubble wouldn’t affect the little kids. and plus, we had grown past the era of yankee thrift and hippie diy frugality. right? and there was no mopey kurt cobain glamorizing thrift-store flannel shirts. you guys were going to out-consume the boomer generation. they were sure of it.

those think pieces? they’re boomer disappointment that you have found value in something other than your place as a mindless consumer.

and yeah, i’m not going to pretend that y’all have more cash than you do. it was fucking idiotic to think they were going to raise a consumer generation without having to pay them the money they would need to buy even life’s necessities. and i could write a book about how my generation was complicit in destroying the old values around work and loyalty that left your generation screwed. really, i’m genuinely sorry for the mistakes we made.

but you guys have given a big middle finger to the generation who thought that they could manipulate you from birth into manipulable-money-spending-machines. and i’m way fucking proud of you for that.
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While I am sure it is futile to try to give you some perspective, I will join others in trying.

The first problem here is that you don't understand what it means to be "offended." You are viewing different levels of reaction as identical. For some reason, you are conditioned to believe having a passionate response to anything is a sign of weakness or failure. You think it's the responsibility of every able-minded citizen to disengage and not care about what's going on around them. This is probably because you have never been affected by the operations an authority or a society that makes express attempts at eliminating you for how you were born or what you look like.

What you think it means to be offended is actually what it means to be insulted.

It is insulting to tell somebody to fuck off. It is insulting to place a crucifix in a jar of piss. It is insulting to take a selfie with an open casket. It is insulting to remove a silver cloche to reveal shit on a plate in a fancy restaurant. Being insulted is a virtue of sensibility - people react differently to an insulting stimulus based on all kinds of varying factors. This is why some people might think it's funny and some people might be distressed. Not everyone will react the same way to somebody streaking at a sporting event. Some might turn their nose in disgust and others might cheer and clap.

But there is lots of room in society for insult and injury and it's all right that not everyone feels the same way about these things. While the appropriateness of these gestures can be debated and discussed, they are not an act of hatred or degradation. Society is not set back or fractured because somebody said something rude or did something abnormal.

But some insults are greater and have stronger impacts than saying "you're a really terrible athlete, you should quit the team." These things can hurt someone's feelings, and they might make you an asshole for saying them, but they do not normalize the idea that other human beings are lesser than you. They do not encourage the thought that you should rape and kill at your leisure and discretion. They do not promote the idea that people need to stay in their place or face brutal and unforgiving consequences.

They are not inherent acts of hatred. They are not intended to be acts of violence. Other things are.

Calling somebody a fucking faggot is not the same as telling somebody to fuck off. Faggot has killed people. It has made people hate themselves and live in shame. It has torn apart families and castrated geniuses and cost people their livelihoods. It made people afraid to ask for help when they've been abused, it stopped them from getting medicine that might save their lives, it drove people underground and away from society for wanting to indulge in their basic human impulses. People who use this word don't want to offend you, they want to humiliate you. They want you to feel lesser and smaller and meaningless. They want you to not exist, to have never existed, and to never exist again. They want you fucking gone and they relish in the opportunity to advance that thought.

Does that mean every single use of the word faggot or nigger is motivated by this? No, not necessarily. But it means you should be very, very considerate in how you use these words. Because treating them like they mean nothing is an absolute failure in compassion. It says "what has happened to you doesn't matter." It says "your history is not important." It says "my joke is more important than your life."

Flags of the Confederacy and Kekistan and other white supremacist bull shit are offensive because they are constructs of exclusion. They are totems that say "I hate you and think your suffering is hilarious." They are explicitly designed to frighten, disparage, and disenfranchise other human beings. These things are not just insulting. They are not something you can shake off or ignore. These are assaults on the integrity of your existence. The implication is that there is none.

Hate speech has two goals:

1. Normalize and promote ideologies based on hateful division
2. Frighten people affected by those politics into submission

So, to combat them, you have one singular option: to react strongly and negatively. Because that's what people flying these flags don't want you to do. When you do, they laugh. They try to delegitimize your opposition as trite hysteria. They'll call you triggered, they'll call you SJWs, they'll laugh at you and make subreddits about raping and killing you because you're such worthless fucking trash. These are their attempts at making you stop - at silencing your opposition. They want you to fall in line with them or to enable them with your apathy. It doesn't matter which one, they win either way.

They are not just words or just symbols. People are not "giving them power," they are designed to be powerful. They are tools of attempted authority. They incite hostile response because that is how they are intended to work. They attempt to victimize as many people as possible in pursuit of ethnic and social dominance. And when you don't react to them, you reinforce them. When you don't take them seriously, they gain ground. When you give them a pass, they become justified and vindicated and validated and they cross more lines and make bolder plays for power.

When you say people shouldn't be getting upset over something that has historically ended the lives of people just like their friend and families, you're wrong.

You're selfish and you're wrong.


Afterthought edit: I don't take my use of the language above lightly and I hope people will forgive its use in this context - it is meant to demonstrate the severity of the verbiage. I am uncomfortable still by even this use of the vocabulary and hope my intentions are plain.
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My friend told me a story he hadn’t told anyone for years. When he used to tell it years ago people would laugh and say, ‘Who’d believe that? How can that be true? That’s daft.’ So he didn’t tell it again for ages. But for some reason, last night, he knew it would be just the kind of story I would love.

When he was a kid, he said, they didn’t use the word autism, they just said ‘shy’, or ‘isn’t very good at being around strangers or lots of people.’ But that’s what he was, and is, and he doesn’t mind telling anyone. It’s just a matter of fact with him, and sometimes it makes him sound a little and act different, but that’s okay.

Anyway, when he was a kid it was the middle of the 1980s and they were still saying ‘shy’ or ‘withdrawn’ rather than ‘autistic’. He went to London with his mother to see a special screening of a new film he really loved. He must have won a competition or something, I think. Some of the details he can’t quite remember, but he thinks it must have been London they went to, and the film…! Well, the film is one of my all-time favourites, too. It’s a dark, mysterious fantasy movie. Every single frame is crammed with puppets and goblins. There are silly songs and a goblin king who wears clingy silver tights and who kidnaps a baby and this is what kickstarts the whole adventure.

It was ‘Labyrinth’, of course, and the star was David Bowie, and he was there to meet the children who had come to see this special screening.

‘I met David Bowie once,’ was the thing that my friend said, that caught my attention.

‘You did? When was this?’ I was amazed, and surprised, too, at the casual way he brought this revelation out. Almost anyone else I know would have told the tale a million times already.

He seemed surprised I would want to know, and he told me the whole thing, all out of order, and I eked the details out of him.

He told the story as if it was he’d been on an adventure back then, and he wasn’t quite allowed to tell the story. Like there was a pact, or a magic spell surrounding it. As if something profound and peculiar would occur if he broke the confidence.

It was thirty years ago and all us kids who’d loved Labyrinth then, and who still love it now, are all middle-aged. Saddest of all, the Goblin King is dead. Does the magic still exist?

I asked him what happened on his adventure.

‘I was withdrawn, more withdrawn than the other kids. We all got a signed poster. Because I was so shy, they put me in a separate room, to one side, and so I got to meet him alone. He’d heard I was shy and it was his idea. He spent thirty minutes with me.

‘He gave me this mask. This one. Look.

‘He said: ‘This is an invisible mask, you see?

‘He took it off his own face and looked around like he was scared and uncomfortable all of a sudden. He passed me his invisible mask. ‘Put it on,’ he told me. ‘It’s magic.’

‘And so I did.

‘Then he told me, ‘I always feel afraid, just the same as you. But I wear this mask every single day. And it doesn’t take the fear away, but it makes it feel a bit better. I feel brave enough then to face the whole world and all the people. And now you will, too.

‘I sat there in his magic mask, looking through the eyes at David Bowie and it was true, I did feel better.

‘Then I watched as he made another magic mask. He spun it out of thin air, out of nothing at all. He finished it and smiled and then he put it on. And he looked so relieved and pleased. He smiled at me.

‘'Now we’ve both got invisible masks. We can both see through them perfectly well and no one would know we’re even wearing them,’ he said.

‘So, I felt incredibly comfortable. It was the first time I felt safe in my whole life.

‘It was magic. He was a wizard. He was a goblin king, grinning at me.

‘I still keep the mask, of course. This is it, now. Look.’

I kept asking my friend questions, amazed by his story. I loved it and wanted all the details. How many other kids? Did they have puppets from the film there, as well? What was David Bowie wearing? I imagined him in his lilac suit from Live Aid. Or maybe he was dressed as the Goblin King in lacy ruffles and cobwebs and glitter.

What was the last thing he said to you, when you had to say goodbye?

‘David Bowie said, ‘I’m always afraid as well. But this is how you can feel brave in the world.’ And then it was over. I’ve never forgotten it. And years later I cried when I heard he had passed.’

My friend was surprised I was delighted by this tale.

‘The normal reaction is: that’s just a stupid story. Fancy believing in an invisible mask.’

But I do. I really believe in it.

And it’s the best story I’ve heard all year.

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