Swift isn’t here to help women—she’s here to make bank.
Taylor Swift is not your friend. Find out why in this week’s Also.Also.Also.
The moment I entered the system I felt my identity ebb further and further away, no longer a name to my body, no longer an address, no longer a mother, no longer a brother, no longer a host of dreams attached to my body. My body was a number. My body was assigned to a social worker. The social worker was responsible for lots of bodies, not just my body. And yet deep, deep inside I was certain that, if these people could just meet me—if they could hear me and listen to me and talk to me—they would know that I was different. I was special and articulate and to be handled with some kind of care. I did not deserve to be poor. I did not deserve to be forgotten. I wasn’t yet aware that no one did.
Melissa Chadburn via this week’s Things I Read That I Loved
All LGBTQ+ people deserve and need thinking and social spaces, that are more than just drinking spaces. Many people feel excluded from Pride and as a result don’t always feel connected to the political and social networks we all need
There are very few things I would recommend doing more than going to a museum to look at dinosaur bones. It will change the way you see the whole world. It’ll make you feel like a kid again. It’s just the best. Of course, if there isn’t a good museum in your city, you can always just watch Jurassic Park, that’s pretty great too.