this is me talking at the rally a little after i got hurt by that cop
right after this we went back up to the VC’s office and we noticed there wasn’t much security around the fire escape so we climbed up there (despite the unisafe ‘security’ guard who was trying to drag me down the side) for 10 or 15 minutes
anyway i’m really sore now but i think it was worth it, some of my friends were hurt worse than me by cops and security and office staff (????????????? unbelievable) but i’m just glad everyone is mostly okay
anyway fuck the police and fuck that security guard who tried to pull me off a building and fuck administration for making university inaccessible except for white ppl with stolen capital
STUDENTS ARRESTED FOR PEACEFUL PROTEST AT AUCKLAND UNI
Students protest fee rises at the University of Auckland and are met with large numbers of police and are arrested. Fees have risen 4% per year, the legally maximum allowable amount, since introduced, while the Vice Chancellor of UoA, Stuart McCutcheon is the highest paid public official, earning over $700k per year, and while uni support staff are on unsecured contracts and paid less than a living wage.
One protester was assaulted by a uni staff member, and all arrested were dragged forcefully across grass and concrete.
My phone is old and crappy so kept cutting out, but here’s the general timeline of the footage:
-first arrests. protester who was assaulted is already in the van, alone.
-third arrest, protester taken back inside to be searched, reportedly because the police didn’t want them tweeting from inside the van.
-students form a wall to prevent the van from leaving. worth noting that these students were arrested for PEACEFUL protest. van then moves to the back to transfer students into another van.
-uni security collude with police to prevent students getting through and to prevent coverage of the transfer - during which all arrestees were dragged forcefully, one of whom was making it very clear that she was in pain and was in tears. i run around the building to the second van
-protesters continue to attempt to prevent the van from leaving, resulting in them being held with force and pushed into a bush. a cop then congratulates a uni security member on his actions.
-a delivery truck arrives as a protester gives a speech, cop refuses to answer questions as he attempts to get us to move
-students once again climb the fire escape to attempt to occupy the roof
-police are called in again, but thankfully seem to disappear
-students begin to march to the station
-protesters are released, the woman who was assaulted by a staff member speaks
-another protester speaks about the assault
live your life however you want, but if your taskbar is anywhere but on the bottom of your computer screen i would like for you to find God
Full version of my comic Counting Stars, which I drew for a competition.
|—||Still Hidden in the Closet: Trans Women and Domestic Violence. Kae Greenberg. BERKELEY JOURNAL OF GENDER, LAW & JUSTICE (via labhag)|
The love I feel for people isn’t romantic, isn’t sexual, certainly isn’t mother-child love. But it’s powerful and strong and consuming. It makes me care for people, and worry about them and admire them and respect them. I’d call it platonic, but I feel like it’s more significant than that. It makes me want to hug people and be close to them and share parts of their lives. But I’ve learnt to be a bit more wary of showing that, because of the way those feelings don’t belong to the dominant paradigm of real love. Because I don’t want to send the wrong message, or lead someone on.
It’s hard sometimes, because I always feel like I’m on a different level to everyone else. I can’t lie – sometime I just wish that someone would return my feelings exactly the same way. Sometimes I find myself longing for the trappings of a traditional romantic relationship – the commitment, the affection, the cuddles, the knowledge that someone loves you and values you – but without the actual romantic part.
Society teaches us that we must take either the “whole package” or leave it completely and be alone for the rest of our lives. It doesn’t consider the fact that you can have parts of the package without wanting or needing the rest. And it doesn’t value love that falls outside the paradigm.
I think there is more to love than a couple of standard forms. There is love that is romantic, there is love that is sexual, there is love that is between parents and children, and love for or between people who are neither. I don’t feel like I can give up loving people the way I do, and I don’t want to. But thinking about real love as only coming in one or two shapes and forms , and valuing those forms over everything else is marginalising and hurtful.
I don’t doubt that there are many people who do find romantic love to be the most important thing to them, something special that nothing else can compare to. But that is not the only way of loving that there is.
New rule: don’t use the Latin word “cum” in place of “with” in English unless it’s part of a set phrase, or you have a really good reason.
Yes I’m talking to you, Slate.
hey here’s a cool meme: don’t make fun of women’s appearances. the fuck