Easilyriled is a radical feminist lesbian (aka “no-neck-knuckle-draggin’-dyke”) raised on the wide prairie, livin’ in the rainforest. this is a rudimentary blog because i’m kind of a techno-peasant, but maybe i’ll learn to spruce it up a bit. Mostly this blog is about what’s in my face in the moment, the shiny things that take my attention from my school work. So there’s stuff about the Prairie sky, and my sainted parents and my brother. There’s stuff about my friends and allies and occasional descriptive passages about work and nature and the odd and alienating nature of internet “community”. Sometimes I like to rant about the deleterious effects of over-weening male privilege, male violence against women, capitalist acquisitiveness, racism, and other indications of our increasing moral and political decrepitude. There are serious political fights raging about, and sometimes we refuse to engage respectfully with each other even when we agree about some things but not maybe about others. Trans issues for example, are kind of a hot button topic. I think gender is a problem. And transitioning is not a solution. And claiming to be uncomfortable in your gender role if you were born male and raised to be male, well, that’s not so hard to understand or empathize with. I was born female and raised to be a woman, and THAT was uncomfortable, that’s for sure. So, i kind of understand…but then, why latch onto another restrictive gender role? That i don’t get. When you’re raised up to be male, even if you’re twitchy about it, that twitchiness don’t make you a woman, so please don’t come into space that’s been made for women by women. It’s hard to be firm about this point and not come off as mean or dismissive (which is kinda easy for me to do, I’ll give ya that–I get mad, and deal with that uncomfortable emotion by being cutting–not my best trait, but i have other strengths…and will try to be respectful).Anyhow. Even if it’s disagreement, or discomfort, it’s not phobia. It is not irrational fear or hatred, you gotta trust me on that, it’s disagreement, and a serious political position, and we get to engage with the ideas.
Anyhow… I also like to play accordion, or at least think about it, juggle, pump iron and eat hamburgers. I’ll probably post sporadically. you’re welcome to comment, of course. try to be nice. you don’t have to agree, but you oughta be respectful. you know how to do that, i’m pretty sure. you’re smart people.
we have a lot of work to do.. There is joy in the struggle