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A disability version of Answers I love to/hope to one day give.
Q: What’s wrong with you?
A: The fact that I hang around with ableists like you.
Q: What’s your disability?
A: My business.
Q: You’re looking so much better, aren’t you?
A: I like to think I’m becoming a better person all the time. Glad it’s showing!
Q: Can they fix you?
A: You mean what can they fix me, like for lunch? I’d like a salad with awesome sauce, if there’s any left over from making me.
Q: [Intensely personal question]
A: Please, let me inquire as to all the intimate details of your life.
Q: So do you have sex?
A: Not with you.
Q: How did you get that way?
A: I’m glad you asked. It’s a long story. [Pick one of the following and go for it!]
- Back on the space station in ‘89, I had just discovered the existence of…
- I was designing carpets for television talk shows at the time…
- I ordered a new jacket out of a catalogue actually, but they sent me this instead! It’s funny, really…
- While tracking down manufacturers of obscure bathroom tiles, as was my hobby back then…
- It was just an ordinary day. I was in bed, dreaming about strawberry milkshakes, when a really big milkshake started to speak to me…
“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”
Sylvia Plath, via Anna at Trouble is Everywhere.
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“I don’t fear death; I fear remaining silent in the face of injustice. I am young and I want to live. But I say to those who would eliminate my voice: I am ready, wherever and whenever you might strike. You can cut down the flower, but nothing can stop the coming of the spring.”
Malalai Joya, who sounds kind of incredible. Do click through. Via Melissa McEwan.
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“Throughout my development, I have felt that pressure, to conform or assimilate to a population more visible, more respected, more feared and envied than mine. And in the past, I have. I dissed my own communities for my own gain, and dealt with the immense wells of self-loathing I harbored for myself and my people. And that temptation, to submit, still exists in me, because really, who wants to be hated for bringing up that loathsome specter called race? Especially for a group of people who are continually told that we have no right to complain, that we should be thankful for what we have?
“A friend of mine just emailed me about this strange phenomenon we face, that we are intensely scrutinized while remaining completely invisible. People talk about us, hate us, and we aren’t expected to ever talk back, fight back. We belong nowhere. We have no rights to anything. Our bodies are not ours, and we have no voices.”
Bao Phi, on being Asian in Minnesota. Read more at Racialicious.
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“All this was much simpler when I only looked up. I looked above me, at those that are oppressing me, and boy was I good at pointing fingers at others and pointing out their privilege. The other day, I royally shoved my cissexist foot into my privileged mouth. And for the first time I looked down, at those below me, those I was oppressing.”
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“For me, being an activist is a way of thinking and engaging in the world. It is not a list of activities. It is a personal decision not to accept things as they are. It is a decision to challenge oppressive ideas and actions – within oneself and in the world around us – in whatever way we are able. And there is NO hierarchy in the different ways in which people do that.”
Turtle, of The Turtle and the Wren, in comments at Raising My Boychick, in response to my post This is what an activist looks like.
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“I’ll only be someone’s inspiration for a speaking fee with 4-5 figures. Inspiration doesn’t come cheap.”
Kaitlyn of Oh Monkey Trumpets in comments on Avendya’s To Whom It May Concern.
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“We’re not martyrs and we’re not saints – we are people. More than that, we are – we exist, and no matter how many times our needs are disregarded, our stories are erased, we refuse to let you define us.”
From To Whom It May Concern itself. Check out Avendya’s DW, I have just found her but she seems to be all kinds of fabulous. (Teenage! Disabled! Feminist! Squeeeeee!)
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“[...] some things are not well defined and these things tend to be the things we consider to be fundamental. It’s much easier to define smaller things at the edges; it’s easy to define a fingernail. It’s harder to point to where blood stops flowing away from the heart and starts flowing back towards it.”
kaninchenzero, writing about intelligence.
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“[...]a trans what? A transformer? Far be it for me to stand against robot-human love.”
Queen Emily, in response to a commenter who said ‘Is it transphobic if a cis person will not date a trans?’ at Feministe.
When you hear ‘disability’ and ‘funny’ in the same sentence, it’s usually not a good sign. But that’s not always the case.
I thought we could all do with a bit of a laugh and that some of you might enjoy this video. It’s a routine from the very popular Australian comedian and television presenter Adam Hills, who has an artificial leg. Hills doesn’t refer to himself as disabled, but he’s know for talking about disability issues and often having a sign language interpreter at his shows.
I went out with this girl once, we’d been together for a little while, and we got back to her place for the first ever time, and it was that moment of kind of sitting, you know, on the edge of a bed, and she went, ‘ooh, do you want to stay the night,’ and I went, ‘oh, yeah all right.’ She went, ‘Oh, okay, I’ll be back in a second.’ And she walked out of the room. And I sat there going, ‘awww – oh, shit. I haven’t told her. Well now what do I do?’ You know what I mean? Well I can’t wait for her to walk back in and just go, ‘look! [pretending to hold up his prosthetic] It fell off.’ I considered doing a magic trick with a blanket [pretending to flourish a blanket and reveal not having a second leg]. I sat there for ten minutes thinking a) where has she gone for ten minutes? And b) How am I gonna bring this up in conversation? What can she say to which I could naturally respond, ‘really? Well I’ve got one leg!’ [gestures in that direction] I’m not making this up, she came back in the room and went, ‘I’m really sorry, I’ve only got one pillow.’ [pauses for laughter, then repeats gesture] Ta da! She went, ‘ah, that explains it!’ ‘It explains what?’ She said, ‘I spent half an hour at dinner rubbing your foot under the table and you didn’t notice.’
That is Bryan Safi, host of Current’s That’s Gay. Now you have a new video person, too!
TV’s Gay Friend Obsession – On the phenomenon of gay men as the accessories of straight women (via Xands).
I think guinea pigs are so sweet. With their cute little paws, furry little bodies, twitchy noses, curiousity, sleepiness and love of eating, they warm my heart and make me smile. Partake in the sharing of the cute with me with these videos!
Guinea pigs exploring a tunnel!
A guinea pig eating watermelon!
I just want to cuddle them all!

The edible ball bearings joke. It will never die.
Here’s a video of a fantastic water thingy in Canal City shopping centre in Japan. It forms patterns in the water: dolphins, stripes, chains, characters, stars, it’s fabulous!
Here is one of the best wedding toasts ever. It’s a musical! The man of honour sent out tapes to all the guests so they could learn their parts and they only had a few chances to rehearse. It’s the most charming thing.
Here’s Catherine Tate’s and David Tennant’s 2007 Comic Relief contribution and it’s very funny. Transcript at Tennant!Love.
Lastly, a clip from The West Wing (subtitles included). Josh and Donna are being their usual lovable selves.










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