SB140 that removes the rights of transgender minors to get health care goes to the Georgia State Senate now.
Like Right Fucking Now.
They are in caucus.
If you have a moment go here?
Flood your them with emails. Flood them with calls. I’ve called 3 offices already and gotten human people who were very polite. Say “Hi I’m blank the American Association of Pediatrics and other major medical associations support HRT for minors being legal and so do I. Vote No on SB 140.”
Or something like that. It’s that simple. I’m doing more cuz I work with trans kids in GA but that’s me. You don’t have to do that. So just. Signal boost this. If you are in GA Or know someone in GA FFS let them know.
Liam/Caleb: In those first two weeks back... every day I'm in the garden, I look down the road and wonder if I will see my friend returning.
Matt/Essek: And you do. Within a short time after this journey, eventually you hear that familiar knock at your door. And upon opening it you see the image of a young elven man, blond hair, hood up a bit, who steps into your chambers and right after he crosses the threshold, the illusion fades, and you see the lavender skin and white hair of Essek. And he drifts off the ground. "So Caleb Widogast, I hear there is story you have to tell me about a grand sea adventure that you went on?"
Caleb, touching Essek's cheek: "How is it I always have so much scruff and you have none?"
Essek, shrugging and smiling: "Let's just say it's Xhorhassian good looks."
Caleb: "Well I'm sure you have tales of your own. I'm looking forward to hear."
Essek: "Come, let us talk."
Caleb, beckoning him: "Come, dear."
Matt/Essek: And he gives you a kiss, and walks into the room with you as the door closes.
Liam/Caleb: And I just look out on Rexxentrum, out at the lane, look at the green beans, and I pull the door closed.
On the final day of his first semester, Caleb arrives home with an armful of cards and gifts from his students. He spreads his collection out on the table, and Essek sits with him as he reads them aloud through misty eyes.
“What about this one?” Essek plucks a scroll from the pile and unfurls it.
“Ah,” Caleb says, “I saw that one already. It is tradition for students to rank their professors at the end of a course, so that future students may have an idea of what to expect. It’s not for our eyes, but someone left a copy behind.”
Essek reads through the scroll, his smile widening at all the hearts and stars and effusive exclamation points. He knew that Caleb was a natural educator, but it warms his heart to see that he is so beloved by his students, that they clearly feel his dedication and care. The weeks of agonizing over the syllabus and late nights grading papers have unequivocally paid off.
When he reaches the end of the scroll, he frowns. Skims back to the top, and draws a finger down the list again.
“They did not give you a pepper.”
“What?”
“They did not give you a pepper!” Essek repeats, his voice a shade more indignant.
“I do not know what that means, Schatz.”
“Look here!” Essek points to the key at the top. “They’re supposed to give a pepper for hot professors.”
Caleb stifles a laugh. “They’re thirteen. I should hope none of them would take interest in a grubby old man.”
With a huff, Essek grabs a quill and carefully marks his addition at the bottom.
“There.” He pushes the scroll over to Caleb and plants a kiss on his cheek. “Now it is more accurate.”
I know wild cats are dangerous but also. We all wish that were us.
A family of cheetahs sleep with the forest guard every night. When the Forest Dept. heard about it, they decided to check the veracity of the claim by installing a CCTV camera. This is what the camera recorded! Just amazing.
Accepting identities I don't understand is actually extremely easy because I just go "this isn't about me" and move on with my life unbothered by someone else's identity, it's truly that simple.