Lumpentheorist; abolitionist; critic of whiteness, workerist cosmogony, and the ableism of the Left. Masks are empathy fashion. Own it—make it yours. Intricate words fulfill me: Anticipate jargon here. Semantic critique ain't your jam? Don't whinge—just go away. Ace enby aphant WP in #NYC. they/them/gonzo/whatever If you would throw me and mine to the wolves so to claim victory over those wolves, you can take your Democratic National Chamberlain 🤡ass to someone else's mentions.
Lumpentheorist; abolitionist; critic of whiteness, workerist cosmogony, and the ableism of the Left. Masks are empathy fashion. Own it—make it yours. Intricate words fulfill me: Anticipate jargon here. Semantic critique ain't your jam? Don't whinge—just go away. Ace enby aphant WP in #NYC. they/them/gonzo/whatever If you would throw me and mine to the wolves so to claim victory over those wolves, you can take your Democratic National Chamberlain 🤡ass to someone else's mentions.
If it happened a generation ago, ten years ago, last week, it's all lies and half-truths and not worth putting any faith into. That was multi-generational custom.
Heck, the creation of the universe was just the same, to hear my grandmother comment upon it. So perhaps aphant on both sides of the maternal family line.
Myself learned to recite important events, making narrative of them, to preserve factually what wasn't stored episodically. Hence my telling anyone who would listen what was happening at home. Not because intervention was ever going to come, but because otherwise the memories would not be retained in any form.
Wasn't until my late 20s that realized giving a recitation of my past abuse to every random stranger wasn't the way to form friendships. That was the strategy that had to be unlearned. (Still recite, just to myself.) This thread here is the first time have talked about that abuse in years, where once it was essentially how myself made introductions.
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