Now…shall we begin
Or, more accurately, I couldn’t save someone. But it felt like killing them.
-Dr Hannibal Lecter, biggest bullshit artist ever to bullshit
quite the understatement of the year, doctor hannibal
This whole conversation was so great because it’s so believable but he’s full of so much fucking shit fucking standing there making his people pie or whatever while telling Will that sob story about why he stopped being a surgeon jesus Hannibal you got some balls
hannibal is so delicious
So today Angelina Jolie had double mastectomy, which is the removal of one’s breasts, to prevent Breast cancer. So instead of praising Angelina on her bravery, men on Twitter decided to ridicule her, even calling her stupid for removing her breasts. For those of you on Tumblr that are attacking Feminists about being delusional about sexism against women and misogyny here’s your fucking proof that sexism and misogyny exists.
are you fucking kidding me
Things you should know about Jolie and her mastectomy.
A. the tests and procedures took 3 months. It didn’t happen “today.”
B. her breasts were reconstructed with implants (this is normal in these kinds of procedures). she didn’t “chop off” her boobs. and she’s not going to look much different than before.
C. these procedures are very expensive and aren’t usually covered by insurance (which is a god damn shame).
D. she’s obviously not doing it for “attention.” Again, it took 3 months, and she has kept it a secret the whole time (and keeping a secret when you are Angelina Jolie isn’t that easy).
E. She has a (very) rare mutation that makes her (very) much more likely to develop breast cancer that is even worse than ‘normal’ breast cancer. She didn’t just randomly do it.
F. Preventative mastectomy is not the only way to deal with having this mutation, but when you are Angelina Jolie and are very busy and very rich, it is clearly the best choice. (The other option is basically getting screened much more often than the average person for early dectection).
G. The entire point of Jolie sharing her story is to let women know that there are options before and after you’ve been diagnosed, and that you should be diligent in taking care of yourself, no matter how scary it all seems. Which I think is a good message.
Those tweets pretty much demonstrate why I dislike the “I <3 Boobies” bracelets/campaign. It kind of undermines that there is a person attached to those boobs. The woman is worth saving, not the tits.
People being angry about ~dem gays~ on Target’s Facebook.
I just want to give my two cents on this and tell you a story.
A couple weeks ago, I was hired at Target. I have a job at Target. Not a big deal right?
It is a big deal because i’m a transman.
It doesn’t take a genius to conclude that it’s hard for me, my brothers, and sisters to get a job. There are legal restraints regarding the job and if you don’t pass, it’s hard to be taken seriously at a job interview.
Right on the application, it asks what your preferred name is. It also asks if there is anything that target should know. I put the fact that I am a transman, expecting not to get a call because usually when you put that down, people will throw out the application. I got TWO interviews.
At the interview, they asked me about it. I told them I am on hormones and they told me that they didn’t care. Not in the sense that they don’t emotionally care, but that it didn’t matter. I was male and that’s all that mattered. They also told me that they give sex same couples benefits in states that do not recognize them as a married couple.
At my job orientation, I was not misgendered once. Even my supervisors who weren’t sure of my gender avoided pronoun use, which I found only happens when you’ve had pronoun training. They gave me a name tag with my preferred name and didn’t ask questions. I felt safe and respected, which is huge for a trans* person.
TLDR: Target is amazing not just for the LGB, but also the T. Shop there for the rest of your life.
I wanted to write this to tell other women that the decision to have a mastectomy was not easy. But it is one I am very happy that I made. My chances of developing breast cancer have dropped from 87 percent to under 5 percent. I can tell my children that they don’t need to fear they will lose me to breast cancer.
It is reassuring that they see nothing that makes them uncomfortable. They can see my small scars and that’s it. Everything else is just Mommy, the same as she always was. And they know that I love them and will do anything to be with them as long as I can. On a personal note, I do not feel any less of a woman. I feel empowered that I made a strong choice that in no way diminishes my femininity.