Many of you will probably already be aware of the decision made by the UK supreme court to legally define the term “woman” based on “biological sex”. The way that this has been framed as a decision worth celebrating in outlets such as the BBC and the Guardian is loathsome, but expected.
She had always loved the ocean. From where she sat, perched precariously on the platform dangling from the side of the snow white cliffs she could see the waves lapping against the rock on windy days, the ocean slowly consuming the land and taking it away in its gentle caress. In a few hundred, maybe a thousand years, the ocean would have seduced the land at last and taken every piece of it into its endless depths. She would have to find a new job when that happened.
Today is Trans Day of Visibility and I thought I’d share my TDOV poem from last year, because I had no place to put it then and I quite like it. To all my trans friends, lovers, and favorites: Be proud of who you are and what you had to do to get here. This world is better off with you all in it <3
Here are some notes toward an essay that I would like to structure more, but the more I type the more I find and I’m trying to bring it to a point where I can call it finished and expand on these ideas in other pieces.
In her rant about technology, Ursula K. LeGuin describes technology as the “active human interface with the world”. She reminds us that technology’s prime function is to interact with our surroundings and that this privilege is not restricted to what she calls “hi tech”: