a cis gay man: calls himself a queen and sister and other feminine terms, wears a full face of makeup, wears skirts and dresses, refers to himself with she pronouns sometimes, etc
y’all: yes….so powerful…..breaking down gender roles…..iconique!
a trans gay man: does the exact same thing
y’all:
like cis gay men are allowed to express themselves and play around with their relationship to gender in a way that trans men are just not allowed to! when it comes down to trans men expressing themselves in any feminine manner all y’all have to say is “oh but shouldn’t that make you dysphoric? you’re not really a man if you’re comfortable with that”
y’all want to destroy gender roles and shit but you insist on keeping them in place when it comes to a trans person expressing themselves. but oh no cis people can be as masculine and as feminine as they want! you just can’t handle a trans person being comfortable and happy with themselves you think we always have to be miserable.
Dan and I bought a thing called “long ziti” from the local Weird Bargain Store, largely as a joke, but…. I have never had a more unsettling pasta experience in my life. They wouldn’t bend enough to cook from top to bottom simultaneously, and while they were cooking boiling water kept spouting out from the tops of them out of the pot, like a boiling pipe organ.
Then they were so long and floppy and hoselike that we couldn’t pick them up with anything other than tongs, and then they were so long and unwieldy that it was basically impossible to sauce them without them all slithering out of the bowl like wet snakes. They then proceeded to cool down almost completely within the the seconds it took to walk to the living room.
Eating them was like eating a bowl full half melted drinking straws.
Bringing back Long Ziti for another round because it’s just too funny
Iron in the Sand 