Ny Fiona Apple.

Jag älskar de tre nya Fiona Apple-låtarna som debuterats under hennes senaste turné. Alla fångar mig på olika sätt - Every single Night beskriver bäst en sinnesstämning som jag befinner mig ofta. Morbiditet, ilska, sorg, men en konstig form av styrka som hämtas från situationen:

"I'm making a meal for us both to choke on, Every single nights a fight with my brain, I just want to feel everything", "Wham goes the wham cuz I does what I does, maybe I should relax let my breast just bust open wide, my hearts made of parts of vaults around me and that's why the devil just can't get around me, every single night's alright, every single night's a fight, but every single fight's alright, with my braaaa-iiii-nnnn, brrraaaa-iiii-nnn, I just want to feel everything."


Men denna reflekterar mer hur jag känner just nu. För en gångs skull. Det gäller att passa på och njuta av ögonblicket, haha:


Och så denna. Så stark. Så bra. Här har jag också varit. Det är alltid så med Fiona Apple's låtar, jag känner igen mig i så väldigt läskigt mycket. Här, lyckan i uppgivenheten. Coming to terms with it is better than hating the pain:


PS Föreställningen gick jättebra. Jag spydde dock otroligt mycket mer än vanligt - bildligt sett jävligt stark, men enda problemet var att det sabbade min röst sen när jag skulle sjunga Amy Winehouse. Menmen, smällar en får ta och jag hade kul, fick klättra på stegar vid bokhyllor osv.

Performance i San Francisco, Adrienne Rich-citat och intervju med transaktivister i Turkiet.

Ikväll så kör jag min föreställning i San Francisco. SF Bay Guardian har skrivit fint inför den här.

Underbara citat från underbara Adrienne Rich, de här är mina favoriter:

"Art means nothing if it simply decorates the dinner table of power which holds it hostage."

"There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. (I make up this strange, angry packet for you, threaded with love.)"

"Lying is done with words and also with silence."

‎"The worker can unionize, go out on strike; mothers are divided from each other in homes, tied to their children by compassionate bonds; our wildcat strikes have most often taken the form of physical or mental breakdown."

"denying her wounds came from the same source as her power"

“If you are trying to transform a brutalized society into one where people can live in dignity and hope, you begin with the empowering of the most powerless. You build from the ground up.”

Bra intervjuserie med transaktivister i Turkiet:

Två dikter...

Har skrivit två dikter de senaste dagarna. Det är mycket nu ;-):

Not just pretending to be alive

My analyzing annihilates
The self-destructiveness of what could have been a brewing inner-Belsen
My numerous growing pains
Continous.
Serving only to tell me that I am not dead
I am quite the opposite
Intensely passionate
I do not feel too hard.
And it is not possible to live too fast.
Too deep.
Too free.
Fuck you and your dignification!
Why do you even bother pretending to be alive?

I never felt alone when I was alone.
I am not a flower lying in a vase desperately waiting to be watered
With no chance of growing
Standing still till death inevitably comes around the corner
Also you. The first boy worth trusting.
My blood flowing rapidly
Never a tranquil river
It enjoys the waterfalls.
And my heart has not forgotten
I am always worth everything
With or without you.
How intimidating.
Letting in the invigorating sin
Stop god from standing in the way of life!
Ridiculous how the promise of heaven
Can hinder heaven from being a place on earth.
Inspired by
So many dimensions
Boundless multiple beautiful
Self-reliance as a super safe base
For digging deeper and deeper still.
Getting under eachothers skin without losing ourselves.

Oh no, not the devil again
He can not get to me anymore.
Cuz I celebrate the light
And when the dark comes I get brave.
But today it smells of spring
And the little birds go tweet-tweet
Still I refuse to pretend this is some sugar-coated lala land
There is a reason why poems named RAIN are pouring in from all over the globe.
The world is experiencing heavy rainfall
And ignorance is not the only path to happiness.

Mutual independence

Sometimes
At parties and bars
I feel the need to leave
And lock myself in the bathroom
To look myself in the eye
And remind myself of who I am behind that mask I’ve been wearing all night.
And as long as there is solace in tearing up and looking yourself in the eye it is alright
Holding your own hand you know where you stand
And the journey may be uphill
But atleast you are not falling down the hill…

Alone has meant more security than together ever did
Stray cats pass through layers of mistrust
Stray cats are not used to thriving
But are experts at surviving
Because life hasn’t always been easy
Love hasn’t always been kind
And sex too often has meant rape, assault and harrasment
And no boy has ever dug deep enough
For me to really open up
I have gotten out of everything I’ve gotten into so far
And although I start almost every morning in a fight with my brain
I’ve always made peace with myself by the night
In the end I am just satisfied that I am succeeding in my mission to feel everything…

And if I dare to look you straight in the eyes
Will it be a reflection of overwhelming proportions in the intense stare looking back at me?
Will it be electrifying?
Will it be like fucking without touching?
Will it be pulse raising?
Like racing up a mountain
And we both win.
Existing totally in the moment
And the higher we get the louder our hearts speak.

Will it be like looking at a complete stranger
With every affinity conjured up inside my mind?
Will it be danger of the good kind?
Bonny and Clyde, Mickey and Mallory, Thelma and Louise
With politics on our sleeves
And no killing
And no monogamy
And if banks will be robbed the money is not going in our own pockets, but to massive wealth redistribution
Not hetero as in happy
Or gay as in happy
But queer as in fucking shit up, shutting shit down
And creating space for a world that is a magical place
From each according to their abilities and passions
To each according to their needs and desires

And desire burns like fire and turns the sun blazing red
We can feel freedom in what we see
We can smell freedom in what we touch
Sex and crying can go together well
As well as sex and laughter
And freedom can be in the way we taste eachothers bodies
Danger does not scare me
This time I will dare to not end it before even trying to start it

Liberation has its place on earth
Bold and daring
wildly brave
fearless
Exceeding originality
without restriction to prior ideas
infinite possibilities
highly inventive
beyond gender
recklessly defiant of convention, propriety, law and the like
Brazen.
Lively
Unrestrained
uninhibited.
Of good omen
Indicating future fruition
it can become better and better still
Revolutionary
In a bond of mutual independence
Auspicious and audacious
Convention baby has failed again!

R.I.P. Adrienne Rich

Adrienne Rich - feministisk poet och skribent dog idag =(. Hon skrev bl.a. den extremt viktiga essän "Compulsory Heterosexuality and Lesbian Existence", samt var en poet som självaste Sylvia Plath såg upp till. Läs mer om henne i den här artikeln.

"But when then-President Clinton awarded the National Medal of Arts in 1997, Rich refused to accept it, citing the administration's "cynical politics."
"The radical disparities of wealth and power in America are widening at a devastating rate," she wrote to the administration. "A president cannot meaningfully honor certain token artists while the people at large are so dishonored."

WORD!

Sextrakasserier drabbar femmes av alla kön!

Skrev en krönika i Ottar om sexuella trakasserier mot femmes av alla kön, samt förstås - manar till motstånd och queerfemme-kamp. Det gör jag ju varje dag =). Läs krönikan här.

Oså dagens skörd av "Very fucky world we're living in":

"This world exists simply to satisfy the needs—including, importantly, the sentimental needs—of white people and Oprah. The White Savior Industrial Complex is not about justice. It is about having a big emotional experience that validates privilege."

‎"Of the 17,566 stop-and-frisks by police last year, 10 percent were white people. Heartbreaking, right? Get ready to grab your tissues."

I Miss Universum, där vinnaren i Miss Universe Canada får tävla, säger reglerna att de tävlande måste vara »naturally born women«, vilket arrangörerna inte anser att Jenna Talackova är.

Cinna and Rue weren't supposed to be black, why did the producer make all the good characters black.

Racism runs rampant. Fuck you, Fuck you very very much.

AND OH MY GOD VICE MAGAZINE "how to fuck a stripper - and still have money in your pocket" the most racist, sexist bullshit i've ever read, FUCK YOU FUCK YOU VERY VERY MUCH.

Liberation has its place on earth...

Liberation has its place on earth
Beyond bold and daring
wildly brave
fearless
Exceeding originality
without restriction to prior ideas
highly inventive
recklessly bold in defiance of convention, propriety, law, or the like
insolent;
brazen.
Lively
Unrestrained
uninhibited.
Of good omen
Indicating future success
Revolutionary
In a bond of mutual independence
Auspicious and audacious
Convention baby has failed again!

Äntligen en stor festival som inte bara bokar cis-snubbar!

Stockholm Music & Arts-festival har bokat Björk, Patti Smith, Antony & The Johnsons, Buffy Saint-Marie, Laleh, Frida Hyvönen, och Marianne Faithfull (hoppas hon spelar The ballad of lucy jordan som var med i Thelma & Louise). Jag vill dit!!!

Och till alla festivalarrangörer som ba: Vi bokar inte efter kön, utan efter kvalitet (och så blir det 90 procent män), här har ni, en festival som bokat en massa grymma artister som inte främst är cis-män. Vad som är kvalitet är alltid subjektivt, men de här är artister som anses av många hålla extremt högt kvalitet, förmodligen är detta den bästa line-up:en av alla svenska festivaler i sommar.

PS "Very fucky world we live in. My only consolation is that I'm me - vivacious, dynamic, single and queer" - Valerie Solanas in her play Up Your Ass ♥. I'm thinking that it is time we got a group together and performed it on a proper stage ♥... We can all play Valerie/Bongi in different scenes! Stockholm?!

PS 2 Att plocka poäng på hemmaplan - BRA och viktig artikel i Ottar om postkolonialism och strategier kring internationellt HBTQ-arbete

PS 3 Framme i San Francisco. Fantastiskt att vara framme i en stad där våren är här på riktigt. Och maaaaten - JAG VILL ÄTA HELA STAAAAADEN. Och Nina Simone-dokumentären på flyget. Jag grät så mycket! She was one bad ass uncompromising brilliant crazy VERY POLITICAL diva bitch with her emotions and her temper on her sleeve ♥ Nina Simone ♥

PS 4 NYTT FIONA APPLE!!!!!!!:

"And the river takes you to the places where I want you to kiss me when we find some time alone. And Than We Can Do Anything We Want"


"Every single night's a fight with my brain! Every single night's alright, yes every single fight's alright with my brain. I just want to feel everything"

27 (A cute little non-pretentious thingy I wrote for Amy and Janis)

27

No deadtime
During my lifetime
No, deadtime
Doesn’t mean sitting alone on the lawn doing nothing but breathing the air and viewing the sky during springtime
Deadtime lives inside and means feeling – not even emptiness - nothing
Not doing nothing
The opposite of love is not hate – It is indifference
And the opposite of life is not death – It is indifference
And if you died at 27
And called out your song so loud
That is was heard by everyone around
85
64
27
Age is just a number.
The deeper you live
The less you fear death
And sometimes living so much is the very thing that makes you want to die
It can hurt beyond belief
Dig deeper!
If you feel there is no relief
Dig deeper still!
Instill the fire as my fuel
And all I can decide
Is that it will burn till I die
Not to be extinguished by the cynicism of life
Or the goal of living till I’m 85.
It is quite modest isn’t it
To promise to live while I live
And not die until die
A long life could be a nice plus
But age is just a number
And if love knows no age (But beware of power inbalance!)
Than why the hell should life?

Performances och San Francisco!

I torsdags gjorde jag en performance på Berlin Femme Show. Det gick bra. Framförallt kändes det bra att det var just Berlin Femme Show och det kom 700 pers!!! QueerFemme-revolutionen är nära!! Gjorde "Femme Faggot Whore From Hell/The Body is not my temple of shame", video från när jag gjorde den i Stockholm kommer upp på youtube snart =).

Och idag... Åker jag till San Francisco!!! Stannar där i tre veckor och ska bl.a. köra In Burning - In Bashing Back - In Blooming på Center for Sex & Culture den 29:e mars! Kommer bli så kul. Varje gång jag kör "In burning - In bashing back - In blooming" känner jag mig känslomässigt renad, catharcis. Det är för att jag tillåter bomben som nästan alltid finns inuti mig att explodera. Och det känns så hiiimla bra! ♥

Och efter SF drar jag till New York i en månad, det här kommer bli spännande!

Kathleen Hanna och anarkism

Någon gång under 2012 släpper Kathleen Hanna ett nytt album med bandet The Julie Ruin. Denna intervju påminde mig om varför jag älskar henne så mycket. Och detta:

"I don't know if the phrase "power imbalance" means anything to you. But uh, I'm just not so sure I wanna be included in your little white rock boy fuckin hall of shame here, you know? I'm just like "Do I wanna be sandwiched in between some of these guys that are just doing the whole, like, big-white-baby-with-an-ego-problem thing?" I mean, [sighs] get over it! It's so boring. It's like, a lot of these guys should just fuckin quit music and become lifeguards at like Wild Waves or some shit. So they can just like get their fucking, you know, anger management thing going. They can just get their power trips out on the kids, they can just do the whole thing. Maybe they'd be actually saving someone's life. "Hey, don't run by the pool. No cutoffs." You know? That's what I hear when I hear some of this you know music by a lot of these fuckin guys, you know?"

The music coming out by guys right now in the sort of like rock world or alternative rock world or used-to-be-punk world or whatever. It's like the whole, "I'm a straight, white, middle class, male, rockstar guy, but I'm so fuckin oppressed." "I'm a loser baby why don't you kill me." [Sigh] Yawn. Like super fuckin yawn.

Läste precis ut boken "Anarchism and its Aspirations", skriven av Cindy Milstein och den gav min anarkism lite extra glöd. Anarchist principle: From each according to their abilities AND PASSIONS, to each according to their needs AND DESIRES. ♥

PS Har ni hört talas om Deleuze och Guattari, samt deras bok "Anti-Oedipus, Capitalism and Schizophrenia". Inte? Klicka här och läs om den.

"The family is the agent to which capitalist production delgates the psychological repression of the desires of the child. Psychological repression is distinguished from social oppression insofar as it works unconsciously. Through it, Deleuze and Guattari argue, parents transmit their angst and irrational fears to their child"

"Psychological repression is strongly linked with social oppression, which levers on it. It is thanks to psychological repression that individuals are transformed into docile servants of social repression who come to desire self-repression and who accept a miserable life as employees for capitalism. A capitalist society needs a powerful tool to counteract the explosive force of desire, which has the potential to threaten its structures of exploitation, servitude, and hierarchy; the nuclear family is precisely the powerful tool able to counteract those forces.[
The action of the family not only performs a psychological repression of desire, but it disfigures it, giving rise to a consequent neurotic desire, the perversion of incestuous drives and desiring self-repression, as also said by Foucault in the preface, loving power and desiring "the very thing that dominates and exploit us."

Intervju och performance kring sexarbete!

Ja! Det verkar som om det här blir värsta komma ut-dagen ;-). Både min performance om femme och sexarbetares rättigheter och min intervju med Ligga med P3 om att jobba som strippa i San Francisco, andra sexarbetes-erfarenheter och sexarbetares-rättigheter lades upp idag:



Ligga med P3-intervjun går att lyssna på här.

Men tydligen visste flashback forum om det först, så klaaaaaaaart ;-)...

Hanna Widerstedt igen!

En vän till mig sa att hon hade suttit sig i Big Brothers biktbås och sagt: "Om man inte får det man vill ha, då får man göra det själv. Titta noga nu, tjejer, för det HÄR är politik", varpå hon satte sig för att onanera med en kudde framför fittan. Vilket ju är hur häftigt som helst.

Och så gör hon Oops I killed my boyfriend-konst!!! Haha!

Alltså jag tror fortfarande att hon överdriver sin kapitalism och materialism, med citat som:

"Kanske är svårt för er att förstå hur viktigt konst kan vara... Det är vad jag andas, vad jag lever för ( okej, förutom att äga totalt 107 märkesväskor, mer om det sen )..."

Och haha:

"Vissa brinner för tråkiga saker som film, fotboll o sånt... Men konst is the shit... Och det är min uppgift som bloggare att få konstnärer att börja bli rika som troll igen! Jag menar, hallå världen, som konstnär lever du som en uteliggare... Kul liksom. Här har man talang så får man inga pengar för det."

Nåväl. Andra grejer jag tänker på:

- Ta Håret Tillbaka-kampanjen. Hur kan det finnas folk som upprörs så mycket över hår. Många av killarna som är så upprörda har själva hår under armarna och är således rädda för sig själva/föraktar sig själva. Lite som det här med att många heterokillar säger att det äckligaste de kan tänka sig att göra är att suga kuk, medan det skönaste de vet är att bli avsugen...

- Att två av medlemmarna i bandet Pussy Riot riskerar att få 7 års fängelse för en "pussy prayer", som de gjorde i kyrkan. Pussy prayer måste vara dagens ord.


- Vagina Dentata för Putin och alla män som upprörs och äcklas över kroppsbehåring på tjejer


‎"This movement has become so capitalist! It is a capitalist movement...this is no longer my pride" - Sylvia Rivera i en dokumentär om den första Queeruption i New York 1999.

market this clip from reina july on Vimeo.

Veganism

NEW FIONA APPLE ALBUM IN JUNE!!!

Finally. About every 7 years it happens. Fiona Apple releases a new album and so far each one has been a true treasure and in June comes a new one and true to form. THE TITLE. 23 words:

The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw, and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do.

This is epic and it means so much and it is SO Fiona and it is why Fiona helps me live. I connect the new album title to Jack Halberstam's "The Queer Art of Failure" about failure as a method of queer, anticapitalist resistance connected to societal pressure to be always hotter, prettier, richer, better, climbing that status latter.

And there she is Fiona - telling that story through poetry and not doing the album title correctly, but it's not a record for her, the album she released in 1999 had a 90-word title. I have it memorized "When the pawn hits the conflicts he thinks like a king, what he knows throws the blows and he'll win the whole thing before he enters the ring, there's no body to batter when your mind is your might. So when you go solo you hold your own hand and remember that depth is the greatest of heights and if you know where you stand than you'll know where to land and if you fall it won't matter cuz you'll know that you're right". I wrote these words on a prison wall in Glasgow after being arrested for participating in a mass-blockade of a nuclear weapons base.

Fiona Apple does the album title incorrectly. She doesn't release an album every two years as an artist is supposed to. She is what she is. And since I discovered her in 2005 she is the artist who has stayed with me intensely the longest, I always go back to listening to her. I always have atleast one month a year where I listen to her almost non stop and in JUNE. Ohh, this june... I WILL KILL MY INNER-PERFECTIONIST TO THE TONES OF: The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw, and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do.... As I've written earlier in a poem - in today's capitalist, patriarchal, racist, heteronormative society - failure can often be very much more beautiful than success. And Fiona Apple's new album title tells me that of course it will be a different Fiona writing about new experiences, but still the same type of introspective, analytical, temperamental, explosive, experimental, sometimes very fucked up and tortured, coming to terms with the dark side and learning to both see and feel the light-being that I love, adore and totally relate to.

Two other songs that make me think of the queer art of failure are Courtney Love's "Sunset Strip" and Lana Del Rey's "Born to Die".

PS Joachim Sundell och Ebba Witt-Brattström jämför Simone de Beauvoir och Judith Butler med varandra i varsinn artikel i OBS i P1. Ebba Witt gör som vanligt allt för att slå ned på den samtida feminismen och drar sig verkligen inte för att extrema vinklingar och förenklingar av Butler's resonemang. Joachim Sundell skriver däremot asbra om fördelarna och nackdelarna med de två, samt tar sikte på framtiden. Bravo!

TA HÅRET TILLBAKA!!!

Att det finns folk som upprörs över att kvinnor har hår under armarna. Gå lägg er.

Men fantastiskt med motoffensiven och alla bilder som tar håret tillbaka.

Amanda Palmer tar håret tillbaka här:


PS Över huvud taget killar som tar sig rätten att kommentera kvinnors kroppar är bland det mest irriterande som finns (detta gäller f.ö. alla kön, inte bara killar som kommenterar tjejers kroppar, även om det är vanligast att det är cis-killar som tar sig rätten att kommentera och värdera cis-tjejers kroppar).

SCUM är efter era arslen!!!

Bilder och klipp som ni inte får missa!!!

How do you describe your gender identity: Jag älskar kvinnan som pratar mellan 3:35-4:15 ♥

Viktig KONY 2012-kritik: ‎"If you are showing me as voiceless, hopeless; you have no space in telling my story"


‎"The rage, to be lashed at by society's norms. The rage because the world looks at things through red-tinted glasses, but takes a black view of things and because they never hear the cries when it bleeds. The rage for the western world still wears it's colonial dress... On the eve of a spiritual revolution - The rage of people, because we've got the rage that will make your norms tremble. The rage has overcome the rabble."


HEN!! ÄNTLIGEN!!!


http://xkcd.com/1027/

Föreställning i Malmö och San Francisco, Performance i Berlin

Jag kör In burning - In bashing back - In blooming i Malmö på tisdag kl. 16 på Malmö Högskola (Byggnad: Gäddan, Cittadelsvägen 7). Det blir kanske min sista föreställning i Skåne, så se till att komma alla ni som bor i Malmö med omnejd =). Var gärna på plats redan 15.45!

Sedan uppträder jag med min nya performance "Femme faggot whore from hell/The body is not my temple of shame", på Berlin Femme Show på torsdag, den 15:e mars, kl. 19. Det äger rum på Lido på Cuvrystrasse 7.

Den 29:e mars kl. 20 kör jag till slut In Burning - In Bashing Back - In Blooming i San Francisco på Center for Sex and Culture på 1349 Mission Street. Mer info om eventet här.

Åh, ska bli spännande det här. Efter San Francisco drar jag till New York ett tag. Hoppas förstås på att få köra performance också där, helst det nya performancet som jag kör i Berlin. Åh, roligaspännande tider! Lite romans också! Och det blir inte normativt och tvåsamt. Meeee-ooooow!

PS Skriv under den här namninsamlingen för att frita två av bandmedlemmarna i bandet Pussy Riot, det Putin-regimkritiska bandet som kombinerar Emma Goldman, Riot Grrrl och Guerilla Girls.

Femme-inist Anti-Capitalist Fashion Blog

Klänning: Femme-swap i Berlin, gratis
Skor: San Franciscos flygplats, en korkad vit cis-man köpte dem till mig, gratis
Ben: Jag har inte rakat dem på över en vecka. PIIIINSAMT. Nej, rätt skönt faktiskt, får väl se när jag pallar göra det nästa gång...
Attityd: Fuck You, Not Me. Och om Fuck Me, så får du lyssna på mina premisser.



Klänning: Kommer inte ihåg, hoppas den var stulen och således, gratis.
Make-up tutorial: Ta på dig en massa eye-liner och läppstift och smeta sedan ut, smeta gärna ut det ytterligare under kvällens gång. Ta det inte lugnt, ta över världen istället!

Courtney gets the job done. So will you. Take the cake grrrls and queers!

Internationella Kvinnodagen!

Jag intervjuades av sajten upplevelse.com angående Internationella Kvinnodagen. Jag var lite bitchig. Det är härligt. Bland annat berättar jag om att om jag var statsminister skulle jag draga till Evita Peron, hålla tal till folkmassorna och sedan avskaffa statsministerämbetet och hela det parlamentariska systemet ;-), samt att i Present på Kvinnodagen skulle jag kunna tänka mig att hångla med Pär Ström om han önskar sig det. Det enda jag skulle kräva i utbyte var att han lade ned genusnytt och slutade prata om frågor han har ingen kunskap om...

Schemat för dagen ser ut på följande sätt:

Manifestation @ 17.00 h @ Triangeln, Malmö mot privatiseringar
Demonstration @ 18.00 h @ Gustav Adolphs Torg, Malmö,
Fest @ 22.00 h @ Moriskan, Malmö - Le Tigre-film "Who took the bomp", det fantastiska bandet Miss Bolivia, theater etc. all överskott går till Asylgruppen och Malmös Feministiska Nätverk.

‎"Mirror Mirror on the wall Who's the fairest of them all? I don't I don't really care y'know I don't I don't really care I don't I don't really care Like it doesn't fucking matter at all" - Bikini Kill "Statement of Vindication" ♥

"We're the girls with the bad reputations, we're the girls who're gonna make you pay, we're the girls with the bad reputations, we are gonna have our say" - Bikini Kill

PS Fick lite poesi publicerat i nättidskriften Eremonaut. En dikt kring femme, en dikt kring kapitalism och en dikt kring självmord kopplat till Kleopatras och Sylvia Plaths självmord.

PS 2: Skriv under det här uppropet mot Svensk Vapenexport.

PS 3 Läs den här fantastiska artikeln "the invention of the heterosexual"

"When you start operating on the principle that you indeed can divide people into sheep and goats, then there’s also the idea that you must divide people into sheep and goats and there are certain boundaries that cannot be crossed without reclassifying."

"I do think that the issue of gay marriage is a very interesting one to look at in the context of the history of sexuality, because what I think it testifies to is not so much the tendency that non-heterosexuality has to destabilize heterosexual culture, but the incredible depth of the investment that our culture and our government have in regulating the kinds of relationships that people have in their lives."

PS 4 MAKE THE CONNECTION.
"And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth."

This photo shows the collapse of Torrero Alvaro Munera, as he realized in the middle of the his last fight... the injustice to the animal. From that day forward he became an opponent of bullfights.


PS 5 Dags för fler att bli beroende:

Glad 8:e mars från Stassråden!!!!

Release Pussy Riot from Prison + ett underbart videoklipp "Äckligt - the real version"

Två av medlemmarna i bandet Pussy Riot har arresterats, p.g.a. en aktion som de gjorde i en kyrka i Moskva! Nu har de börjat hungerstrejka. Alltså det är som om de har kombinerat Emma Goldman, Riot Grrrl och Guerilla Girls i ett. SLÄPP DEM FRIA NU!!! VIVA LA REVOLUCÍON!

Och det här är så jävla bra:


PS Imorgon är det Internationella Kvinnodagen, jag ska på två demonstrationer i Malmö och därefter på en feministisk fest på Moriska Paviljongen där de bl.a. kommer att visa Le Tigre-dokumentären "Who took the bomp". All överskott från festen går till Asylgruppen och Malmös Feministiska Nätverk.

Och redan ikväll är det dags för en queerfeministisk och intersektionell Ta Natten Tillbaka-demo, för alla som känner ett behov av att ta natten tillbaka! Hoppas vi ses där 21.30 samling på Möllevångstorget.

Transkamp! Och det här med att uppröras av hen och könsneutralitet....

Alltså fattar ej att det finns folk som är arga och skriker och sparkar och stampar över begreppet hen och könsneutralitet... De är så rädda! Får väl konstatera att könskonservativa biologister återigen försöker tävla om huvudrollen i uppföljaren till Dum & Dummare... Fattar de inte att platsen redan är vikt åt Pär Ström och därför är det ingen idé att tävla mot honom... Kan inte de låta honom ensam få stå för dumheterna?

Sen att "könsneutralitet" måste handla om möjligheten för alla kön att ta sig an en mängd olika roller och inte att alla ska befinna sig mitt-emellan vid varje tillfälle, samt att det inte får bli så att "maskulina" ideal blint omfamnas och benämns som "neutralt", det är en helt annan diskussion.

Och när det gäller Transkamp, så ockuperades Socialstyrelsen i Stockholm i fredags av Anarchopride med kravet att ta bort sjukdomsförklaringen på trans. Ockupationen har också historisk innebörd eftersom Socialstyrelsen ockuperades 1979 med kravet att ta bort sjukdomsförklaringen på homosexualitet. Aktionen var så himla peppig och nu jävlar - Fri vård åt alla och bort med sjukdomsstämpeln på trans NU!!!

Performance: "Femme Faggot Whore From Hell/The Body is not my Temple of Shame"

The spoken word in full text:

”I guess I was born naturally born. Born bad.
BORN BAD!!! It’s such a sin, I guess I was born. Naturally Born. Born Bad.”

Of traditional attitudes, there are only two—For, or Against. I, personally, find it difficult to say which attitude causes me the most pain.
I never want to compromise with complexities. Too many too often want a story that follows a simple and straight line. But, I have no interest in following a straight line. Do I contradict myself, very well than
I have multilayers
And this stare it has always been there to protect my insides from spilling outside
You wonder what is going on in there
Are you grasping for air are you feeling empty
Empty-brained that’s what they all say anyway
My brain flushed away by high heels, blond bleach, short skirt
Your femme-phobia flaunted when I greet you with a hug, smiles and a limp wrist
As you clench your fist in disgust and raise your head one little inch
The head nod
The greeting of the coolest kids the coolest queers the coolest kids the coolest queers
I am incorrect again fumbling tumbling down the stairs
Back to that empty stare
That inner-ledge of despair
But I refuse to jump off the edge
Because I am happy to have never been cool
And I despise masculinity which by the way is in attitudes not attributes
And I, You know that i’m no good, so maybe i should just shut up, suck dick and bake you some real great cakes!
Get down on your knees and not to pray

”BORN BAD! It’s such a sin, I guess I was born naturally born born bad.”

Until I learned that the only alternative to victimism and cynicism is resistance
Being femme means minding macho men like mines in a patriarchal battlefield
I am not submissive
And am not dependent upon YOU for protection
The streets are my warzone
I, the warrior, with glitter as my war-paint, pink as my armour and the stomping of my high heels as my battle-cry
I will not accept their bullying behaviour
But neither will I escalate the situation
The expert of how to assert without getting hurt
Cat claws out back arch. But I do not bark
I will live my life and not on my broken knees
I know what they want to do to me
When they come in groups the want to beat me down to size
But when they come alone they just size me up
He wants to pay ME for sex
Oh capitalism, what a thrill
Somebody needs to pay their bills
So thank you so much for making my looks which should be worth nothing worth everything
Cash will come fast when looks can kill
Oh capitalism, how thoughtful you make it almost impossible to make money outside of problematic power dynamics
And for atleast another 5 years I know I can mesmerize most any man with my hot young fun seduction, my intense femme presence and my mask of confidence
My ability to make a guys dick hard rarely means anything to me
But I am no slave for the male-gaze when I get paid

”Cuz Every cop is a criminal
And all us sinners are saints
You can just call me femme faggot whore from hell
I’m in need of no restraints so if you meet me have som courtesy have some goddamn motherfucking taste
Take all your well-learned politeness and I’ll lay your bourgeouise rules to waste.”

When you stigmatize sex workers you are not crying for us or with us you are crying straight at us
Which is just a baby step from laughing at us
And how dare you patronize me as a one-sided victim when I am a black-widow spider
Feminist and venomous
Feel my feverish fury
Fuck off and don’t you dare tell me what I can and can not do with my own body
Don’t you think I’ve had enough of that already

Sex work has empowered and disempowered me in so many ways and I will not let anyone take away from me the complexities of my choices and life-narratives
Trust me, I know myself better than you do
Diamanda Galas said she hustled 74th street in order to feel like she finally owned the streets
I can relate
Valerie Solanas said she found it funny to get money from stupid men with sex as a hang-up
I can relate to Valerie even more

Look:
I am femme. I am a faggot. I am genderqueer. Sometimes a stripper, sometimes a whore. I know what patriarchy looks like. Don’t force me to roar.
Just listen:
Don’t stigmatize
Don’t patronize
Don’t victimize
Don’t objectify nor ignore
Just listen:

(sings the quoted lyrics from Ani Difranco "Not A Pretty Girl")
”I am not a pretty girl
that is not what I do
I ain't no damsel in distress
and I don't need to be rescued
so put me down punk
maybe you'd prefer a maiden fair
isn't there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

I am not an angry girl
but it seems like I've got everyone fooled
every time I say something they find hard to hear
they chalk it up to my anger
and never to their own fear
and imagine you're a girl
just trying to finally come clean
knowing full well they'd prefer you
were dirty and smiling

and I am sorry
I am not a maiden fair
and I am not a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

and what if there are no damsels in distress
what if I knew that and I called your bluff?
don't you think every kitten figures out how to get down
whether or not you ever show up”

Don’t try to rescue me
Every sex worker has their own story to tell
Depending on position
Depending on person
My story is that stripping works wonders for my sexuality, structures aside
I fit my whole body to that performance pole as the stages spectators start their part as my sea of servants and I leave conquering and ready to conquer. I am an exhibitionist don’t shame me for it, The body is not my temple of shame and If I can’t pole-dance it’s not my revolution
And I could be a great dominatrix
But selling ”regular” sex doesn’t work for me
Radical queer politics aside
It fills me with hate and spite to be that near men I despise and believe me I’m angry enough as it is the performance hits me too close to home and my home is the integrity of a cat too sensitive and too hypochondric for much casual sex
Getting paid doesn’t change that
So I don’t do it anymore
Being sex positive does not mean saying that all sex work works for all people
But my venom does not make me a victim
And my story does not give you the right to judge others
There are problems in the world of sex work
But there is no place for you to fight for us up on high horses
There is only space for you to fight for rights with us
Again trust us
We know ourselves much better than you do
If you say you care about consent do not tell us what we can and can not do with our own bodies
When I heard another sex worker say ”I have no disgust for the human body so I know I can have sex with anybody” it was some of the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard
Wouldn’t it be nice if we all could reach that space beyond lookism
Cuz this is not a temple of shame
It is just a body
And really no body is more beautiful than another

Photos from a performance of the piece @ "Sekten occupies Propaganda" 2:e mars, Kulturhuset, Stockholm

Photos by: Sekten

♥ Queer-Femme Revolution Now!!! ♥


Degenerate Deconstructing-beauty queens taking over the world, not giving a shit about if they happen to be flashing their underpants and not giving a shit about if they are even wearing underpants...






I AM CATWOMAN HEAR ME ROAR!!!!

Not a Pretty Girl

Alltså, JA, så himla mycket JA:

Dikt: How to make love to a trans person

How to make love to a trans person

"Forget the images you've learned to attach
To words like cock and clit,
Chest and breasts.
Break those words open
Like a paramedic cracking ribs
To pump blood through a failing heart.
Push your hands inside.
Get them messy.
Scratch new definitions on the bones.

Get rid of the old words altogether.
Make up new words.
Call it a click or a ditto.
Call it the sound he makes
When you brush your hand against it through his jeans,
When you can hear his heart knocking on the back of his teeth
And every cell in his body is breathing.
Make the arch of her back a language
Name the hollows of each of her vertebrae
When they catch pools of sweat
Like rainwater in a row of paper cups
Align your teeth with this alphabet of her spine
So every word is weighted with the salt of her.

When you peel layers of clothing from his skin
Do not act as though you are changing dressings on a trauma patient
Even though it's highly likely that you are.
Do not ask if she's "had the surgery."
Do not tell him that the needlepoint bruises on his thighs look like they hurt
If you are being offered a body
That has already been laid upon an altar of surgical steel
A sacrifice to whatever gods govern bodies
That come with some assembly required
Whatever you do,
Do not say that the carefully sculpted landscape
Bordered by rocky ridges of scar tissue
Looks almost natural.

If she offers you breastbone
Aching to carve soft fruit from its branches
Though there may be more tissue in the lining of her bra
Than the flesh that rises to meet it, Let her ripen in your hands.
Imagine if she'd lost those swells to cancer,
Diabetes,
A car accident instead of an accident of genetics
Would you think of her as less a woman then?
Then think of her as no less one now.

If he offers you a thumb-sized sprout of muscle
Reaching toward you when you kiss him
Like it wants to go deep enough inside you
To scratch his name on the bottom of your heart
Hold it as if it can-
In your hand, in your mouth
Inside the nest of your pelvic bones.
Though his skin may hardly do more than brush yours,
You will feel him deeper than you think.

Realize that bodies are only a fraction of who we are
They're just oddly-shaped vessels for hearts
And honestly, they can barely contain us
We strain at their seams with every breath we take
We are all pulse and sweat,
Tissue and nerve ending
We are programmed to grope and fumble until we get it right.
Bodies have been learning each other forever.
It's what bodies do.
They are grab bags of parts
And half the fun is figuring out
All the different ways we can fit them together;
All the different uses for hipbones and hands,
Tongues and teeth;
All the ways to car-crash our bodies beautiful.
But we could never forget how to use our hearts
Even if we tried.
That's the important part.
Don't worry about the bodies.
They've got this."

- Gabe Moses