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Thank you. I sometimes feel like Janet is saying "I am an advocate and a spokesperson for trans women" and "don't ask me about my transgenderism" at the same time. Now, I think that questions about her genitalia and womanhood are completely inappropriate, and terminology such as "used to be a boy" is wildly offensive

I agree completely that questions about bodies and surgeries need to end, but Mock's book is titled, in part, "My Path to Womanhood." The official book jacket says it is a book about growing up as a trans girl.

When you write a book explicitly about your experience growing up trans and transitioning to womanhood,

I've lived in NYC for a while now and I feel like even 5 years ago reporting men exposing themselves on the subway, or groping women and girls, or taking these photos was largely ignored and laughed at by the police. The fact that they're increasingly arresting more and more of these criminals and taking these actions

13 is too old for that look.

33 is too old for this look.

I think people have the right to know the name of a rapist

Because the "college rapists" are usually not assumed to be poor, drug-addicted, or violently stranger-raping people. As a society, we are uncomfortable with the possibility boy next door going off to uni next year might rape someone.

Problem is the rapists don't.

Why don't we know his name?

I think it's mostly that it's young women who are trying to find their identity + a "good ol' boy" apparatus supportive of rapists. On one hand you have a woman who might not want her name tied to rape forever, who might want something more for herself than eteranal victimhood in the school paper. On the other hand

Choose Your Own Adventure: Rape Edition

Pussy. I piss directly on the cops themselves. And they thank me for it. They give me get out of jail free cards.

Fuckin' amateurs. I've pissed directly ON so many cop cars, I'm a local legend. They call me the Wicked Pissah.

If someone were making a list of places to pee, I'd say that "in a public parking lot, between two cop cars," would be really low on the list.

Once I was at Denny's at like two in the morning, wearing at hat that said "I'm Rick James, bitch!" I am a white girl, and was around 19 at the time. Our waitress was suuuuuuuper drunk and came and piled into the booth next to me, put her arms around me, and started asking me "Are you really Rick James?" with such

I honestly think being a hostess is the worst job in the restaurant. Waiters only have to deal with a small portion of the customers, while hosts/hostesses have to interact with every single asshole who walks through the door. You get paid shit, and if there's anything more than a 10 minute wait you get verbally

I feel your hostess pain. One time, this guy walked in to the cafe I hosted, alone, and said he would be meeting someone there. He had that air of clueless entitlement about him, and he insisted on a 4-top even though there would be only two dining. I wasn't too fussed about it, but the only table for four we had was

So was it a made up fantasy? Or is it bullshit and the assault wasn't warranted?

I was only a hostess for one summer, but never again. It was the absolute worst. A couple times, I ended up being the only hostess working on Friday or Saturday night. I had a system for making sure I sat people in each waiter's section equally, and every time someone got even a little more than the rest of them, I

I was a hostess at one of the only restaurants near the National Mall in DC, so I feel your pain. Cherry Blossom season was 10 straight days of pure hell, and being the hostess I got the brunt of it. People assume you are on some kind of insane power trip when you're the one with the least amount of power in the whole