a Valentines day themed intersex flag!

My new years resolution is to be more queer than ever

No matter what the Bible or whatever says about male and female, there are always gonna be people who are trans, non binary, genderfluid, and everything in between. There's also intersex people, who- if I'm remembering this all correctly, if not let me know PLEASE- are born with parts of both genders.

I guess my point is that no matter what you think, believe, or say, we'll always be around. So either get used to us or don't say anything. There's already enough hatred going on around us without transphobic people or homophobic people or anyone like that going around and posting/saying hateful bullshit.

What a nice day to remember that intersex people are not just a "ha! Gotcha, theres more than two genders cuz intersex exists!", intersex genital mutilation continues to be forced upon infants, yet I never see anyone who uses that exact excuse ever talk about that or even talk about intersex people, the entire intersex tag is filled with perisex people going "uhm ackshually 🤓👆" at intersex people or memes that arent even about intersexness

Home with my Husband

We opened Pandora's box together and there's no return from my transition.

A wonderful person - not very like a woman, you know?

In many ways the life of T.E.arc Lawrence and Gertrude Bell was similar and overlapped in many ways. Two remarkable persons who represented the height of the British Empire heroism.

Lawrence is undoubtedly the more famous of the pair, branded in Orientalist film history by Peter O’Toole as Lawrence of Arabia, headdress and all. But historians and contemporaries would arguably say, rightly in my opinion, that Bell’s influence on the Middle east region may have outweighed that of her overly confident friend and colleague, T.E. Lawrence. The First World War made Gertrude Bell into the icon she was to become after her death.

At the same time the First World War and its aftermath are a story of disappointment and depression for Gertrude Bell. Early on, she sees the war as the “end of the order we’re accustomed to” - a Whiggish order in which she had believed that British power could be exercised for good; she witnesses and fears the general abandonment of the belief that “there’s room enough in the sun” for everyone. Scales fell from her eyes earlier for her than for others of her class charged with redrawing the map of the Middle East and especially the fate of the Arabs.

Just before the installation of Prince Feisal, the not-yet-Iraqi tribes rebel. The colonial administration wants to adopt the position vacated by the Ottomans and demands of each tribe a poll tax. These are the the tribes that had been promised sovereignty. That is why they’d fought the Ottomans and sided with the allies: to be rid of their masters, not to swap them for some new ones. When the tax goes unpaid, the aerial bombardment of villages starts.

Gertrude Bell writes home, distraught, already blaming the curse it is that oil has been discovered in this land. Churchill had seen from the start of the war that oil independence for the empire would be the great strategic prize of the war as well as a tactical military requirement. There was never anything innocent in the War Office’s late recruitment of Bell to the Cairo office to work alongside T.E. Lawrence (who, in what is presumably for him the highest of compliments, writes of her that she is “not very like a woman”).

As the war and the aftermath of the Paris Peace 1919 gives way to the realpolitik of the grab for oil-rich Ottoman lands in the 1920s, she tries to warn that “no people likes permanently to be governed by another”.

Dutifully, she draws the boundaries of the new Kingdom of Iraq to balance Sunni and Shia numbers – “to avoid a theocratic state”. The Cairo Conference in 1921 set out to achieve this end and resulted in Feisal being given a Kingdom in Iraq and his brother the throne of neighboring Transjordan.

However in the end, she concludes that “making kings is too great a strain” because, we feel, she knows that Britain’s promises of sovereignty will be empty.

The talent and sympathy of the likes of Gertrude Bell don’t count for much against the onward march of power and the interests of those who wield it.

A couturier must be an architect for design, a sculptor for shape, a painter for colour, a musician for harmony, and a philosopher for temperance.

Hubby wants me smaller, more emasculated for him. Therefore, it's time to go to a nub. Probably in proper sissy pink too.