If you are tempted to start talking about transracial as if it is a thing, DON’T. There’s no hormone anyone can take to increase comprehension of what it is like to live inside the body of a Black person in America. And as Kat Tanaka Okopnik says, while a white person can pretend to be Black, whiteness is not transferable to anyone not white.
I’m a big fan of Ijeoma Oluo’s writing and online presence, so I have extra extra love for her interview with the woman who pretends to be black (interview? More like takedown):
There was a moment before meeting Dolezal and reading her book that I thought that she genuinely loves black people but took it a little too far. But now I can see this is not the case. This is not a love gone mad. Something else, something even sinister is at work in her relationship and understanding of blackness.
— Oluo, from 1/3rd through the article
I highly recommend this read.
She loves her park time.
Today is Transgender Day of Visibility, and there’s something I’d like to do that cis folk don’t often do.
I’d like to let people know about my pronouns.
I prefer they/their as pronouns but I don’t mind she/her at ALL *.
I’ve seen a couple of comments going around saying “if you’re not sure about pronouns, ask!” While that’s better than guessing, I would invite folks who identify as the gender they were assigned at birth to start volunteering their pronouns, and requesting pronouns, when talking to others who look as if they are solidly in a specific gender frame. Normalizing the conversation about being able to choose pronouns allows people to stop assuming, and hopefully will allow people who are in the closet about being trans to start feeling more open about it.
I am lucky enough to have known of trans folks since I was in my tweens, and to have met trans folks in person and online since 1996. I feel extraordinarily grateful to have had the friendship of several trans folks (both transitioning and nonbinary) over the years, and particularly thrilled to see visibility becoming more of an option for folks.
* This has been the case since long before I knew of genderqueer as a thing. Since before I left college. If you know me in realspace and it’s a surprise to you, I’m happy to talk about why.
Buffalo Bayou has lots of birds. Mostly grackles, but there are quite a few waterbirds. This one tree often has 3-5 black-crowned night-herons hanging out. They’re suspicious of my interest in them. ;)