#Sex is Real

[barrydeutsch]

"Sex Is Real" Is A Euphemism

"Sex Is Real" Is A Euphemism

A #PoliCartoon by me and @nadinescholtes

CW: Transphobia

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[modern-heresy]

SeX iS a SoCiAl cOnStRuCt

I saw another one of the ‘sex is a social construct’ screencaps that come by every once in a while, and I was just struck by how they were just all using that phrase to mean the exact same thing as “gender is a social construct,” listing how behaviors are “sex-associated” or something.

It really could not be more obvious how they are trying to displace ‘gender’ into ‘sex.’ If completed, that would leave no room to discuss structural problems associated with sex. Even more sinister, it would leave no room to allow deviation from that structure, all for the benefit of making trans ideology irrefutable.

A good idea does not need to be irrefutable, it needs to be able to stand against challenges on its own merit.

It does not even help those identifying as trans or who experience dysphoria, it only makes their issues more difficult to discuss...

[hjellacott]

Sex doesn't need to be changed to "biological sex"

Sex can only EVER be biological, it's the absolute definition of it. Just like you don't need to change the definition of night to "dark night".

We cisgender women and men, heterosexual, gays, lesbians, bisexuals... WE are not confused. WE are not in desperate need of therapy. WE don't need to undergo incredibly expensive treatments and transform the whole of society just to avoid the feeling of committing suicide. WE ARE FINE. But yes, we are getting rather pissed off, because it's infuriating (not to mention, rather terrifying) to see the world go from offering help to dellusional people with severe mental health issues, to trying to convince us all that they're right when we know they're not. And I'm not going to let a bunch of sexist, anti-women, misogynystic people with severe mental problems like these:

...tell me I am the crazy one, the confused one, when I fucking am NOT.

I also refuse to let them tell US we're becoming violent like they're innocent victims. You're the ones murdering women, threatening women, and opening the door to invite all kinds of sexual predators into women's spaces. We were a protected category long before you, you scumbags.

[thearbourist]

Debunking Myths about the Biology of Sex - ICONS Conference

Science Saturday folks.  Drink it in. 🙂  

[spooksier]

passages that make you whisper "oh my god"

[thatonearanara]

Fun fact: ace people can wear clothing which can be interpreted as sexual despite being ace.

like

Just because someone has skin showing doesn’t mean they want to have sex. Thinking that sexual seeming clothing means someone wants to have sex is…kinda just really weird

this also applies to allo people (duh) but there was some stuff at the time going on with ace people so this post was primarily focused on ace people

[puppyboypatrick]

online friends are like. i would trust you with my life. i have never seen your knees

[wlwarhammer]

I do appreciate that after the kiss Penelope is basically just going about life as normal and Colin is completely unable to be a functioning human being anymore

[petitincendie]

lisa frankenstein gag reel!

[blushedfemmes]

i really do need to spread more nursing kink propaganda bc anxious dykes with mommy issues and oral fixations and equally anxious dykes with caretaking complexes and pretty tits need to find each other and see the light. nursing feels so good once you get past the ‘this is kinda weird’ social hesitation like who gives a fuck we’re all so tired and anxious and it feels SO GOOD. Nurse a Tired Dyke Today

[berbatosworld]

[transit-fag]

That's right ya'll, Gay Sex is now legal on the trains and we encourage you to do it 24/7 on your trips

[ericacherrys-blog]

Ready to submit? I’ve got the keys to your chastity🔐 how long do you think you’d last being cum💦 denied?

[hamoodmood]

Another man another disappoinment

[1eos]

'tumblr is full of 14 year olds' wrong tumblr is full of 24 year olds who just don't do anything. and that's okay

[inkskinned]

before you know about women, you hear that you do not need to love the man, just that you need to love him through his manhood. which is to say you have seen the future painted in lamb's blood over your eyes - how your mother shoots you a look about your father's inability to cook right. how your aunt holds her wineglass and says i'm gonna kill em. men, right! how your best friend bickers with her boyfriend, how she says i can't help it. i come back to him.

you learn: men are gonna cheat. men aren't going to listen when you're talking, because you're nagging. men think emotions are stupid. they think your life is vapid and your hobbies are embarrassing. men will slam things, but that's because men are allowed to be angry. if you get loud, you're hysterical. if a man gets loud - well, men are animals, men are dogs, men can't control their hands or their eyes or their bodies. they're going to make a snide comment about you in the locker room, about your body, about how you're so fucking annoying. you're going to give him kids, and he will give you the money for the kids, and you're going to be running the house 24/7 - but he gets to relax after a long day, because his job is stressful. the man is on stage, and is a comedian, and says "women!"

and you are supposed to love that. you are supposed to love men through how horrible they are to you - because that's what women do. that's what good women do. wife material. your father even told you once - it'll make sense when you're older. it was like staring down a very lonely tunnel.

it feels like something's caught in your throat, but it's all you know, so. it's okay that you see sex as a necessary tool, a sort of okay-enough ritual to keep him happy, even though he doesn't seem to care about happiness as-applied-to you. it is relationship upkeep. it is kissing him and smiling even though he didn't brush his teeth. it is getting on your knees and looking up and holding back a sigh because he barely holds you as you panic through the night. it's not like the sex is bad and you do like feeling wanted. and besides! he's a man! like... they're another species. you'll never be able to actually communicate, right. he isn't listening.

you just don't get it. you don't feel that sense of i'm gonna climb him like a tree. mostly it just feels fucking exhausting. you play the part perfectly. you smile and nod and are "effortlessly" charming. and it's fine! it's alright! you even love him, if you're looking. you could have good life, and a good family, and perfectly happy.

in the late night you google: am i broken. you google i'm not attracted to my husband. you google i get turned on by books but not by him. you google how to get better in bed.

the first time he yells at you, it almost feels like blankness. like - of course this is happening. this is always how it was going to end up. men get angry, and they yell, and you sit there in silence.

you mention it to your friend - just the once - while you're drunk. she shrugs and says it's like that with me too, i just try to forget and move on. men are always gonna hear what they want to. pick your battles and say sorry even though he's in the wrong. you play solitaire online for a month. you go to your therapist appointment and preach about how you're both so in love.

after all, you have a future to want. nobody lied about it - how many instagram posts say marriage is hard. say real love takes work. say we fight like cats and dogs but the best part is that we always make up. how many of your friends say happy anniversary to the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. if you really loved him - loved yourself too - you'd accept that men are just different from you.

the first time she kisses you, it's on a dare at a party. something large and terrifying whips through your body. you wake up sweating from dreams where her mouth is encrusted with pearls and you pick them off one by one with your teeth. fuck. you sit at the computer and your almost-finished game of sim city. you think about your potential perfect life and your potential future family. you google am i gay quiz with your little hands shaking.

you delete each letter slowly. you don't need to love him. you just need to keep going.