Restless type. Mostly irony-free wingnut. Celebrator of trees. Stilt walker. Given to rare fits of poetry. Boot junkie and whiskey enthusiast. Blabbermouth with only a vague notion of TMI. Vermont secessionist expatriate. Moss sniffer. Stray cat petting machine. Alternative school graduate. Mountain admirer. Tattooed non-professional. Mild-mannered atheist and polite anarchist. Big city person with rural inclinations, or maybe it's the other way around.
BOOK. NERD.
My name is Nicole Cipri. I'm a writer and a wingnut, among other things. This is my tumblr, aka, a curated mess of memes and half-finished thoughts.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I’ve left my gender open to artistic interpretation. It’s not like ‘Okay, today I want to look like a man, or today I want to look like a woman.’ I want to look like me.
Andrej Pejic (via wonder-and-fear)
Genderqueer slipstream love story!
“Silly Love Story” is now up on Dailysciencefiction.com! It’s a short story about gender identity, poltergeists, cupcakes, love, and whether zombies can go through revolving doors. It’s free to read, and you can come back here and tell me what you thought of it.
You know. If you want.
Here’s some stuff you can quote me on.
So today was a glorious day of people trying to shame me with their bullshit. First there was the guy who cornered my coworker and demanded to know what “the girl up front with the mustache” was “all about”, and to let him know that I was “playing” them.
Me, to said coworker: Welcome to my life for the last 15 years.
Because, seriously, the easiest way to pop a person’s belief in America’s supposed love of individualism is to make them visibly genderqueer for a day. See how much your individualism is celebrated then.
I was accused of conning people. Into what, I’m not sure. Making them believe I was a woman? A man? I don’t claim either, which I guess could be considered a lie by omission, but only if you’re already drunk and squinting at it sideways.
Wait, no, it’s still horse shit.
Anyway. After work, a few women decided to really subtly point at my hairy legs and say, “That is fucked up,” loud enough for me and half the train to overhear.
Really? Really really? We live in a country that was built by the violent subjugation of other people, that is trapped in a consumerist economy that relies on the manufacturing of cheap goods without regard to their human or environmental impact, we continually ignore the fact that our habits are on a collision course with reality, it is approximately 20394203 degrees Fahrenheit on this fucking train, and the hair on my legs is what’s fucked up?
(An amendment to that pithy definition of insanity: where you do the same thing over and over and expect everyone else to do it too.)
I know, tiny people and their tiny minds and their big fucking mouths, I shouldn’t let it get to me, etc. But the fact is: it’s hot, I have no air conditioner, my patience is already frayed, and all I really want to do is be left the hell alone.
All I really want is for people to not be rude motherfuckers unless I’ve earned it. There’s no fucking excuse for being casually cruel otherwise. I’m getting very tired of trying to avoid confrontation, which is a habit I picked up while living in the northwest. Should I get in people’s faces about this shit? God help me, should I try to educate random strangers? Is it worth it? Will it make me feel a little less powerless? Will it make me a target?
Radically Queer: You're Not Alone: A Video Project for Queer Youth
There’s been a lot of talk about the It Gets Better project and how “It Gets Better” is mostly true for cis-gendered, white, gender conforming, able bodied, middle-class gay and lesbian youth. This is an alternative project aimed at youth for whom it very well may NOT get better.
The You’re Not Alone Project asks for video contributions from everyone, but especially those who are queer, trans, genderqueer, gender nonconforming, people of color, immigrants, disabled, or any other often-ignored part of the queer umbrella. The message is not that it gets better, but that queer youth are not alone. We’re a large, diverse community that can offer support and understanding, even when change is slow in coming.
To participate, upload a short video (less than 10 minutes) to the video service of your choice. The goal is to communicate your own experiences in your own “words”—speaking, singing, signing, using art, dance, whatever medium you prefer—with the theme You Are Not Alone. All languages and means of communication are encouraged. Focus on queer youth in general or on a particular population. You might tell a story, talk about your identity or your community, or provide resources for support. Don’t forget to tag your video with You’re Not Alone and any keywords that are relevant. Once you’ve uploaded, submit your link to me at one of the following:
You can also e-mail the link to yourenotalonevideos [at] gmail [dot] com.
If interest is high, I will buy a domain for the project and post an index of all these videos on the web. Please reblog and share widely! This won’t work unless we get a diversity of voices to contribute.
Do it! I plan to, when I have 20 minutes of spare time again.
Jiz Lee » What is Genderqueer?
From an extremely hot mouth to your ear.
Queer find of the day
from Chateau Thombeau
armpit hair
