There is a particular take on the destruction of Tumblr that I keep waiting for someone to write, but no one has yet. Which means I apparently need to do it myself.
The take is, essentially, that not only should adults have access to adult content – in itself, valid and true – but also it is important to cultivate SOME social spaces where the overtly/explicitly sexual overlap with the non-sexual. (Not all spaces; I still think it should be illegal to have sex on the sidewalk. But SOME spaces that enable the sexual and the non-sexual to exist side-by-side)
Part of what I think leads to the dehumanization of sex (and subsequently allows the stigma and shame to cling so heavily to it) is the complete bifurcation of life into SEX and EVERYTHING ELSE and never the twain shall meet. When we – at every turn – put all aspects of human life into one sphere, and sex into another, we dehumanize it. We remove the full subjectivity of people from it, which is a problem.
I think we need to actively cultivate spaces LIKE before-time!Tumblr where we can be people, and talk about what happened at work today, and the funny thing our dog did, and how our parents make us crazy during the holidays, and how dare they do X thing on Supernatural, and here’s a great version of that distracted boyfriend meme, and ALSO be able to talk about being horny on main, as the saying goes, and find the right porn clip to fap to. Or post nude selfies. Or hunt down that sweet, sweet NSFW Symbrock fanart.
Having spaces where the explicitly sexual and the non-sexual overlap is important to humanizing sex and, subsequently, de-stigmatizing it (which, it should go without saying, is particularly salient for marginalized people who often suffer way more heavily from sexual stigma)
This. As someone who is half French half British I’ve forever struggled with the frankly pretty Puritan British attitude towards sex and our bodies and the open French attitude. I know which is healthy and which isn’t from personal experience. People not discussing sex, nudity etc in a safe environment leads to so many issues around lack of education, understanding and future deep emotional and physical issues for young adults trying to figure life out. It can last our entire lives if not addressed.
My friends and I got naked in front of each other as teens to change like it’s no big deal and yeah on occasion we looked and compared bodies, it’s thanks to this that I know that my nipples which I hated for being so huge are actually not that weird. My friends all have completely different body shapes and it made me comfortable in mine knowing it was ok to not look like a model/porn star and be different because we all were.
I’ve learned so much from tumblr just from discussion and I share this with others, it’s embarrassing how little people know about their own bodies due to a lack of a forum to discuss it. This is such a good place for it and I’m so sad it is so niche already let alone if that now collapses.
Due to lack of discussion of sex and just human bodies someone close to me didn’t address the pain he had every time he had an erection until he confided in me as an open friend and it turned out he needed a medical circumcision. He went 10 YEARS with this pain (and not having sex) because he had no one to talk to about it and nowhere to look it up. Fucking ridiculous.
So yes, even for non trans / queer folk it’s so important to have an open forum somewhere regarding these things let alone how hugely important it is for these communities.
While at the same time I’m also angered that sex and nudity is villainised while nazism and it’s ilk is fiiiiiiine.
This . Is . Wrong .
“also it is important to cultivate SOME social spaces where the overtly/explicitly sexual overlap with the non-sexual.”
This.
One of my favorite things about rl kink communities? That we also went to munches (get togethers at restaurants) and just hung out, and sure we’d probably casually mention/joke about being huge perverts at some point because it was safe to do so among people we knew wouldn’t be offended, but the nice thing was just being able to be around people and talk about anything.
God, yeah. I remember being wigged out at first when I got on tumblr and it was just this free-wheeling place where someone would complain about their bad day and their next post would be a reblog of pornographic fan art with graphic comments in the tags.
You can follow people who make nsfw content (photos, fic, art) and get to know them as people. You can follow people that aren’t content creators and get to know their tastes in kinky shit. You can have friends you met because you liked the same kind of porn and find out all the other stuff you have in common and become real friends.
I don’t talk about my sex life on fucking facebook (other than in very locked groups, lol). Hell, I’m not sure I’ll do it on twitter unless I start a separate one for that (which….tbh I might; I liked having a sideblog here for me to post nudes and sexual tmi).
I’m really gonna miss the way that stuff was all mixed together here.
this reminded me I’ve been meaning to write a ficlet from Meade’s perspective of him and Tench talking around that subject. bc Meade definitely knows. historically, I think both John and Alex were too close to him for him not to know. I don’t think they would’ve been able to trust him/get so close to him without that trust there. and Tench has his own romantic friendships but in the fashionable way, so he just suspects John and Alex are just being sensible boys by having a close friend. he doesn’t get the sexual side of it. Meade understands it better.
methinks….people underestimate how makeup is an actual real psychological trauma and im not being hyperbolic. being incapable of seeing your bare face in the mirror w/o being shook to your core and spiralling into a chain of negative emotions that ruins the rest of ur day? viscerally fearing being observed w/o makeup so much it informs how and when and IF you dare to move in public spaces? how many women fear intimate relationships bc they cant stomach the thought of someone seeing them w/o makeup? being so alienated from your own body that either exposing it or being exposed to it renders u depressed disturbed and disgusted sounds like textbook trauma responses to me
You know, a traditionalist. The wheatfield-maiden-waifu people. Someone who’s all about GLORIOVS EVROPA and romanticized imperialism – the sort of person who thinks “nationalism” is a beautiful word unfairly maligned by whining, effeminate lefties – the sort of person who claims to have either no politics, or purely historical politics, but by an incredible coincidence holds all the same opinions as the modern alt-right – the sort of person whose obsession with “racial purity” is covered by a thin and unconvincing veneer of CVLTVRE – the sort of person who, when asked if they are a Nazi, will sniff and reply that they’re not a National Socialist.
They’re like College Republicans with all the knobs turned up – white-nationalist savagery as brutal and unthinking as any skinhead, but wearing a tie and using five-dollar words and memorized Buckeylisms, presenting themselves as intelligent, cultured, Superior Beings, looking down their noses at the filthy mob.
But oh, how carefully, how self-righteously, they avoid the labels of racist or fascist; the first they simply deny with a lot of transparent bullshit about separate-but-equal ethnonationalism, the second they disdain – they belong to an earlier era, the Freikorps and the Death’s-head Hussars for them, not those untidy johnny-come-lately Nazis. I imagine Erich Ludendorff told himself a similar story to get to sleep at night.
I used to see a lot of them around my corner of Tumblr, but it’s been a long time. This was like looking in an old dusty time capsule – and then finding it contained a copy of today’s newspaper.
An unfriendly reminder – which I hope no one reading this needs –
If the above sounds like it might apply to you, don’t try to start an argument; just kindly fuck off. Your cheap tawdry plumes-and-swordbelts, Blut-und-Boden, eagle-banner-waving-over-the-lesser-peoples, arische-mädchen, but-what’s-wrong-with-loving-your-own-raaaaace, bring-back-the-feldmarschalls bullshit is moronic, laughable, and reeks of rotting flesh. Your pose of civilization and refinement fools no one except people even stupider than you; your aristocratic pretensions are as thin and unconvincing as a crown of gold leaf on the ears of a rutting hog hocks-deep in filth. You’re
Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way
with Metternich and Mahan instead of My Chemical Romance and eBay auctions of East German militaria instead of Hot Topic.
I can hardly even bring myself to hate you. I’m embarrassed for you.
In July 2017, Sen. Lindsey O. Graham (R-S.C.) assured us there would be “holy hell to pay” if President Trump fired Attorney General Jeff Sessions. Key GOP senators said they wouldn’t even hold hearings on a replacement. Even a few months ago, two rank-and-file Republican senators warned that they might not vote to replace Sessions
if Trump fired him. They worried — either publicly or privately — that
Trump would use the move to interfere with special counsel Robert S.
Mueller III’s investigation.
On Wednesday, Trump effectively fired Sessions
— but without much GOP pushback. And the new acting attorney general,
as some feared, will reportedly take oversight of the Russia
investigation from Deputy Attorney General Rod J. Rosenstein.
It
is a huge, Trump-forced overhaul of an investigation involving himself —
an event perhaps on a par with the firing of FBI Director James B.
Comey. Except this time the reaction was more muted.
The
episode is perhaps the most pronounced example to date of how Trump
desensitizes the public and GOP senators, sometimes over many months,
into accepting some of his most controversial ideas.
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