I’m not really using this blog anymore, but if you’d like to find me again, send me a message or an ask or something, and I’ll get back to you next time I check in here.
I Am Not Alexis
I butterfly my way through interests & fandoms. Current sideblog is mostly Penguins & hockey at conorshearling
I’m not really using this blog anymore, but if you’d like to find me again, send me a message or an ask or something, and I’ll get back to you next time I check in here.
I’m seriously thinking about abandoning this blog and making a new Tumblr, from scratch, clean start, etc. probably a more personal/casual, less thematic blog, with whatever I happen to be into right now (currently Penguins & women’s hockey, but still prone to changing without notice).
I’m in a very different place than I was back in May 2011, in a number of ways. Professionally, which changes how I feel about using my real name; mental-health-wise, which changes how I relate to tumblr; politically/socially; fandom interests and participation; I’m officially Over Thirty; the list goes on and on… On the other hand, I’m not interested in curating the last six years (ugh) of blogging. So… time to leave this behind, and move on to a new place.
So, if anyone wants to stay in touch, send me an ask, or a message, or whatever, and I’ll tell you my new URL. Especially if we’ve ever been mutuals, or talked, or you’re one of the three people on here who has met me face to face. Whatever. I’m pretty shy and aloof, but this is supposed to be about trying to connect a little more, so feel free to reach out.
Okay, life gave me a A Sign, or, y’know, coincidences happen (either is possible) and I went ahead with it.
I’m seriously thinking about abandoning this blog and making a new Tumblr, from scratch, clean start, etc. probably a more personal/casual, less thematic blog, with whatever I happen to be into right now (currently Penguins & women’s hockey, but still prone to changing without notice).
I’m in a very different place than I was back in May 2011, in a number of ways. Professionally, which changes how I feel about using my real name; mental-health-wise, which changes how I relate to tumblr; politically/socially; fandom interests and participation; I’m officially Over Thirty; the list goes on and on… On the other hand, I’m not interested in curating the last six years (ugh) of blogging. So… time to leave this behind, and move on to a new place.
So, if anyone wants to stay in touch, send me an ask, or a message, or whatever, and I’ll tell you my new URL. Especially if we’ve ever been mutuals, or talked, or you’re one of the three people on here who has met me face to face. Whatever. I’m pretty shy and aloof, but this is supposed to be about trying to connect a little more, so feel free to reach out.
I’m really over those posts from & for ‘allies’ of various marginalized communities/identities that are like, “This blog is safe for X group of people!” or sometimes even, “This blogger isn’t/reblog if you’re not X -phobic/-ist/etc.”
Bc first of all, it’s so arrogant to assume you’ve done enough work unlearning your ingrained prejudices that people you have structural power over no longer have anything to fear from you. There is no fucking end point at which you can say you’re 100% safe to be around or perfectly free from prejudice or microaggressive behaviour.
And like, to assume that a) that point exists and b) you’ve reached it is really fucking stagnating for your ability to do better.
I’ve seen people reblog these posts about groups I’m a part of and then immediately after say some horrific homophobic/ableist/intersexist, etc., shit. Or they’ll go on to reblog intracommunity discussions they have no place in, or answer questions in really inappropriate ways - speaking over marginalized groups when they’re clearly really not informed. (Bonus round: teaching other privileged people some 100% inaccurate bullshit and then saying “If I have X followers, please correct me!”)
Like, as a person who experiences oppression, those self-congratulatory posts make me more wary than comforted. Believing you are no longer an oppressor because you now “know enough” is not allyship.
I should be able to tell from your content that you’re inclusive of me. Telling everybody you’re “totally safe to be around, promise!!!” is not confidence-inspiring.
#BeBoldForGold
The team that went from BOLD to GOLD
as a girl you could be an expert and know everything about a Sport™ but if you start discussing it with a guy within 5 seconds he will tell you “that’s not how it works lol”
Really? Cuz I know a lot of girls who do know their sports. To be fair, I know a lot of guys that do too. But I don’t know a lot of guys who’d say that… hmm… maybe subjective experiences don’t represent all people?
4 seconds*
Fact: Bisexuals don’t exist. The ‘b’ in ‘LGBT’ stands for bees. People who say they’re bi? Bees. Everything you love? Also bees.
A Wrinkle in Time dir. Ava DuVernay (2018)
Whee I finally found my passport and booked the last leg of my Montreal trip (that starts in two weeks. Me? Procrastinate? Never)