My puppy and I, Mary, found a safe place and a loving community in Austin, but I’m struggling to find work. I have been able to pay for January’s rent in Atlanta, travel expenses, and my car payment since December with the help of folk like you, and I’m forever grateful. The work I’ve been able to get has not helped much, and I’m again in need of help. I have no money for rent(although the people I’m living with have been very understanding so far), and bill collectors are calling and threatening to send my case to collections. I haven’t been able to afford flea or heartworm medication for my dog, and the stress, combined with the work I’m doing and help I’m attempting to get for PTSD has made every day a struggle.
Help if you can. If not, thanks for reading and spreading!
Enakai needs your help
In December my four year relationship ended, my employment ended, and I was hospitalized against my will. I’m down to my last $40. Like most folks of color, I hate asking for help, but with no family and no money coming in, I’m desperate. I’ve been selling things on ebay and etsy, trying to make money any way I can, and applying for jobs, but I have to admit that I need help. I still have to pay $175 on a traffic ticket I’ve paid half of, first and last month’s rent for the new place I move, and $400 to drive across country. This brings it to a little over 1500, so I’m asking for that amount and hoping that I’ll be able to get enough from the side jobs I’m doing to cover food and anything else that comes up. If people are able to lend instead of donate, that would be preferable. There’s also a donation link for paypal on my blog.
A short version of my story is below, for anyone who cares:
My family life was always abusive and unstable, which meant that up until the age of 11 I was regularly homeless, starving, or subjected to violence and sexual assault. After that, I lived with my father, whose neglect was welcomed over what I’d come from. Shortly after coming out as a lesbian I was raped for the second time at 13, and my father decided that I was either lying or bringing it on myself and institutionalized me. After I got out, he moved me to Georgia, in part for the better job opportunities for a black man in Atlanta, and in part to avoid the rape trial. His girlfriend soon kicked me out for making a necklace that said, “dyke,” and I lived with friends, worked, and eventually bought a $100 car to live in.
If it weren’t for the help of some friends and a couple high school teachers I can’t even imagine where I’d be, but they helped me stay safe, and encouraged me to graduate and apply to colleges. I got a full scholarship, and was able to move into dorms, giving me a place to stay during the school year. Without family, and with loosing a lot of the support from high school, college was overwhelming. The addictive personality I’ve struggled with since childhood took over, and I was soon doing a lot of coke. Eventually I switched to meth and stopped attending classes. Luckily, a professor stepped in and encouraged me to go to a rehab for homeless women, where I stayed for 2 years.
At 24 I graduated college, took a job as a case manager for people with developmental disabilities, and settled into my first real home. It’s the first place I was ever allowed to decorate, the first place that felt mine. I’ve lived here for 3 years now, and it’s the longest I’ve ever stayed anywhere. In December my relationship ended due to my white partner’s racism. It was devastating, losing the family and home I’d worked so hard to build. Things got very dark, and I considered suicide. Instead, I was involuntarily institutionalized for 2 days where I was mistreated and misgendered, exacerbating the hopelessness I was feeling. I got out feeling no better, but as the days have passed I’ve been reminded by friends and loved ones of my strength and purpose. I want to live again.
It’s time to move on, though. While I love the south, it doesn’t feel like home to me, and having gotten a glimpse of what that can feel like, I’m going to find it again. Help if you can. If not, thanks for reading and spreading!
i don’t identify as bisexual
i prefer to identify as half-gay: full-gay consequences
Here’s a 4 page preview of my first ever minicomic! I also posted a fifth in-progress image earlier. The full 13-page comic is available on Gumroad for a dollar.
Every time I see Elizabeth i’s signature I get absurdly happy cause I just imagine her signing her name and doing a little twirly and then pausing and then adding a few more twirlies
“your majesty perhaps thats enough twirls” suggests William Cecil
“perhaps Im the motherfuckin queen” suggests elizabeth and adds 6 more
is anyone actually allowed to look this celestial, I don’t understand
this person looks like they straight up descended from the heavens on a cloud of tastefully subdued knitwear
i listened to this so much while drawing these ive now associated it w getaway?????
So here is the rough draft for my “Anime and Feminism 101” panel that might be happening at San Japan.
A few notes:
- This is obviously not a transcript, but just the ppt slides. I’ve timed myself going through them with the commentary I want to add, and it takes about 30 minutes to go through it.
- It is subject to change between now and San Japan.
If you have any suggestions/corrections, PLEASE add them!
Edit: Reorganized the slides to take up less space on dash.
I disagree with so much of this. I am getting fed up with Western audiences in general but especially with anime (since I am Japanese). This is culturally imperialist, white feminist drivel (but it’s not only white women that do this) and it reeks of hypocrisy - you can’t preach this kind of stuff when the West is also sexist. If you are not Japanese then you don’t have any right to decide which parts of our media are definitely sexist or feminist. I can’t believe you were trying to “educate” people on this topic at a god damn panel.
Hell, the Western market contributes to less than 1% of the anime industry and Westerners are probably one of the worst things for the industry. The majority of them practise piracy and don’t spend a cent yet continue to complain about the quality of anime, demand that studios produce xyz and even whine when their free fansubs aren’t released on express. I once saw some people on a Hourou Musuko post recommending that everyone use KissAnime instead of Crunchyroll because Crunchyroll didn’t have a large selection (since it was legal and was a pay-to-use service created to support anime producers)…just how spoiled are you people?
There is no such genre called “Girl Coming of Age” and the “Magical Girl” genre was a huge contributing factor to the popularisation of moe (fanservice through infantilsation). Funny how you have Madoka and Sora no Woto listed as “feminist series” when they are both moe shows aimed towards adult males. Many people were discussing how Madoka was pretentious lolicon but no one on tumblr thought about the social context until Urobuchi’s interview spread over to tumblr. Misty/Kasumi from Pokemon is still sexualised, she was often used for fanservice scenes (which may not have appeared in the English dubbed versions) and Pokemon’s primary demographic is young males. This kind of “innocent fanservice” is very common among kodomo anime but again, you won’t realise anything without being raised in the culture.
I’m also rolling my eyes pretty hard at how you want anime to subvert gender roles but also believe anime is feminist for presenting girliness as a strength. Japan is a very conservative society and girls being encouraged to be feminine through children’s TV is a way of keeping gender conformity. That’s not a feminist message. There is so much pressure in Japanese society to follow these gender roles. A tomboy is seen as lacking in submissiveness and feminine charm and will often be told in her life that she will be unworthy of marriage and will never be a “real woman”.
The standard for a “girly girl” is much higher in Japan and girls that don’t reach it are viewed as “manly” since masculinity is the default. This was largely a result of Western imperialists threatening Japanese men (wow what a surprise) after the Meiji era. These Japanese men decided that they would have to become tougher and that they had to stop the “feminization” of their culture by instilling stricter roles onto the Japanese population.
This is reflected in video games such as Persona 4 where Naoto pretended to be a boy because she wasn’t as feminine as society told her she should have been. She wanted to be a detective but to do that she would have to avoid being seen as a weak girl and to gain respect by posing as man. All you tumblr anime feminists went off to interpret her as a trans man and continued to piss on anyone that tried to tell you otherwise. Chihiro from Dangan Ronpa is another example of the problems with these strict gender roles. Don’t project your Western values onto Japanese society.
Often times tomboy may not be considered masculine from a Western perspective, and in fact very feminine instead. Many Japanese feminists are arguing for an abolition of gender roles on children’s TV, they don’t want presenting either masculinity or femininity as a strength. Japan is a traditionalist, homogeneous society with a deep focus on collectivism. If boys and girls were encouraged to focus on their own traits rather than doing just what their gender expected them then that would be pretty damn feminist.
You are applying Western politics onto Japanese media while practising cultural imperialism and you don’t give a fuck how actual Japanese people feel about it, you just want to boost your ego as you post long-ass essays about anime onto tumblr to prove how much of a “feminist” you are. Why did I never see anyone call out Hayao Miyazaki on his bullshit in “The Wind Rises”? He was glorifying the designer of the Zero’s Engine, Jiro Horikoshi. It was a fighter aircraft that was built with Chinese and Korean slave labour, then used to massacre these peoples. Nah, you were too busy crying over his disdain for otaku and wondering whether Kill La Kill was a metaphor for puberty.
Here’s the post with the powerpoint presentation for those that are seeing the version without it (I don’t know why tumblr user morubito removed it when they reblogged it).
I want to clear up some points:
- Do not send fandomsandfeminism any hate mail but I do want you to all to be more critical of these tumblr “feminists” and the weird essays they write about cultures that aren’t their own
- I never said trans or queer headcanons were bad but a lot of people believe they are actually canon and shut down anyone that disagrees by calling them homophobic or transphobic. Chihiro and Naoto (and now Robin Newman too), are not trans. The gender system in Japan is much more rigid and these “gender-blender” themes (this is actually a genre btw) are critiques of strict gender roles. If you think “gender noncomformity = transgender” then you are probably sexist, and kinda racist too in this context. I personally think Naoto and Chihiro are terrible characters to heacanon as transgender ugh.. Especially Naoto in the original Japanese version of the game.
- I can’t believe anti-social justice and anti-feminists are reblogging this. This post is not for you, I am not your ally. I want you to stand 3984398439482309 feet away from me. I believe social justice is great and I am a feminist. I also happen to be a queer (bisexual) Japanese trans woman (born intersex but assigned male at birth).
- You are free to interpret anime how you wish but performing a “feminist analysis” over it? No, don’t do that. Feminism is very political and it is deeply rooted in Western thought. Also Japanese feminism exists and I recommend you to read up on that.
- Femininity isn’t revolutionary and weaponized femininity is bullshit. Men all over the world want women to be feminine, it keeps them in their place. This is more pronounced in places like Japan. Women should be allowed to make their own choices but must also recognise that the choices they make don’t just happen in a vacuum.
- I would really like to hear other Japanese people to contribute to these discussions more. East Asians such as the Chinese and Koreans due to our shared histories and cultural ties with Japan should also be prioritised, along with nations that were affected by Japanese imperialism (which includes China and Korea again), as well as the voices of people of colour in general. Hearing white people voices all over anime is a nightmare.
The smallrus is tiniest of the seal family, not much larger (and rather similiar in shape) to the garden slug. They prefer damp areas with large amounts of water, like well-watered gardens with fish ponds, and can often be seen sporting in puddles and bird baths, making their typical call (a sort of squeaky bellow.*) Any gardener is generally delighted to see the smallrus appear, as the occasional nibble of a leaf is more than made up for by their ability to keep down the number of mosquito larvae and other small aquatic nuisances.
This is so my ex-husband’s fault.
One day he was wandering around singing “I am the smallrus!”
"How big is a smallrus?" I asked.
"Very, very tiny."
"They’re bred as sock warmers. You can put your socks on the smallri to keep warm."
And just when I was thinking that I had misjudged this man for ten whole years, that he was capable of great depths of adorableness, that his capacity for cuteness was far beyond anything I’d guessed, and he’d merely been hiding it behind a facade of mild pervesion and non-sequitor—
"And they’re great with honey-mustard sauce!"
As my friend Kathy said, “He is capable of great flights of whimsy, you just can’t listen all the way to the end.” -Ursula Vernon
*Inhale a good lungful of helium and yell “GRONK!” and you’ve about got it.
True story: online, I refer to my son as the Smallrus (I called myself a walrus while pregnant, which, logically made him a small walrus, or Smallrus: so). As it happens, the creator of the illustration above follows me on Twitter, and I follow her, and when she saw me use the word Smallrus, she shot me a message asking, had I named my son after her painting? When I said no, she showed me her artwork, I exclaimed over its awesomeness, and she - because she is also awesome - mailed me a print of it, because Smallruses should stick together.
And ever since we moved to our new house, that same framed Smallrus print has sat on the shelf by my son’s bedside: tangible proof that the internet - much like imagination and human kindness - is a weird and wonderful creature.