Amanda is one of my favorite artists and I love this so much
Dear people attending the Sherlock premiere in 3 days,
first off, Congratulations. secondly,
PLEASE NO SPOILERS. PUT IT IN A READ MORE PLEASE. DEAR GOD PLEASE DON’T MAKE A BIG POST ABOUT HOW SHERLOCK DID IT OR HOW JOHN FEELS OR WHATEVER THAT PEOPLE MIGHT SEE UNINTENTIONALLY. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE
"How the Media Failed Women in 2013," courtesy of Miss Representation. This is mind-boggling and you must watch it right now.
…But what bothered me the most was the idea that a character could only be queer if it would somehow “serve the story.” What the hell does that even mean? You would never say that to a real person. A show shouldn’t have queer characters because they “serve the storyline.” A show should have queer characters because some people are queer.
The fact is that it would make sense for Dean Winchester to be bisexual. This is based on the collective decisions of the writers, actors, producers, directors, and editors over the past eight seasons. This isn’t about some fan fantasy that Dean is into guys. This is about choices that have been made, interpretations that have been allowed to develop, and the time that has been put into both.
Queer people deserve to see representations of themselves on TV. Dean Winchester, a masculine guy in his mid-30s who loves whiskey, classic rock, and his ‘67 Chevy Impala; who was raised by an abusive father; who has been hunting since he could hold a shotgun; and who is a lead character on an urban fantasy drama popular with a male audience would be such an important and ground-breaking representation of bisexuality on TV.
Queerness, to me, is about far more than homosexual attraction. It’s about a willingness to see all other taboos broken down. Sure, many of us start on this path when we first feel “same sex” or “same gender” attraction (though what is sex? And what is gender? And does anyone really have the same sex or gender as anyone else?). But queerness doesn’t stop there.
This is a somewhat controversial stance, but to me queer means something completely different than “gay” or “lesbian” or “bisexual.” A queer person is usually someone who has come to a non-binary view of gender, who recognizes the validity of all trans identities, and who, given this understanding of infinite gender possibilities, finds it hard to define their sexuality any longer in a gender-based way. Queer people understand and support non-monogamy even if they do not engage in it themselves. They can grok being asexual or aromantic. (What does sex have to do with love, or love with sex, necessarily?) A queer can view promiscuous (protected) public bathhouse sex with strangers and complete abstinence as equally healthy.
Queers understand that people have different relationships to their bodies. We get what it means to be stone. We know what body dysphoria is about. We understand that not everyone likes to get touched the same way or to get touched at all. We realize that people with disabilities may have different sexual needs, and that people with survivor histories often have sexual triggers. We can negotiate safe and creative ways to be intimate with people with HIV/AIDs and other STIs.
Queers understand the range of power and sensation and the diversity of sexual dynamics. We are tops and bottoms, doms and subs, sadists and masochists and sadomasochists, versatiles and switches. We know what we like and don’t like in bed.
We embrace a wide range of relationship types. We can be partners, lovers, friends with benefits, platonic sweethearts, chosen family. We can have very different dynamics with different people, often all at once. We don’t expect one person to be able to fulfill all our diverse needs, fantasies and ideals indefinitely.
Because our views on relationships, sex, gender, love, bodies, and family are so unconventional, we are of necessity anti-assimilationist. Because under the kyriarchy we suffer, and watch the people we love suffering, we are political. Because we want to survive, we fight. We only want the freedom to be ourselves, love ourselves, love each other, and live together. Because we are routinely denied that, we are pissed.
Queer doesn’t mean “don’t label me,” it means “I am naming myself.” It means “ask me more questions if you’re curious” and in the same breath means “fuck off.”
At least, that is what it means to me.
so much yes to this
View from my window
…walkin’ in a winter wonderland…
Sorry to bother you, but this is one of my mom’s cats that needs to be adopted. She and her other cat have until December the 18, then they’ll be euthanized. Please help spread the word! The shelter’s on Julian Road in Salisbury, NC.