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I love the King Palm goji wraps. They taste good. They’re made of berries. It’s neat. I can’t traditionally roll to save my life, but I can make goji cones and pack over a gram in them. I gotta get some more flavors.
Please don’t write off all country music as being like this.
S.G. Goodman
Kaia Kater
Melissa Carper
Iris Marlowe
Orville Peck
Little Mazarn (a guaranteed religious experience every time for me; cannot recommend enough)
H.C. Mcentire/Mount Moriah
Amy Ray
Grace Givertz
Amythyst Kiah
Carson McHone
Creekbed Carter Hogan
Adeem the Artist
Charlotte Cornfield
Sierra Ferrell
Jaimee Harris
Mckain Lakey
Diane Cluck (more folksy, but my unofficial shaman makes the list)
This is an incredibly short and incomplete list of country and folk music that isn’t right wing garbage. I don’t even personally listen to many of the more mainstream alternative country options. I listen to some amount of all of these people. I love love love folk and country music, and there are musicians out there making it just for me these days. Just avoid radio play garbage, and you’ll find that most forms of Americana are super gay and progressive.
I’m a millennial and changed my name. I don’t know why your relative wants to be called something new. There are thousands of possible reasons. You could ask them directly. If they’re autistic, there’s a very good chance they’ll be happy to tell you their thought process in direct and concrete terms. You could also attempt to compromise by calling them “Cal” which is a more normal name. Denying them without understanding is pretty much the worst move >_>
Fuck Elon Musk, but this is one of Jim’s worst moments in that show. If someone comes back from an extended therapy program with a set of tools and techniques they are using to solidify and remind themselves of the changes they have made to themselves and their lives, and one of them is as simple as asking you to use the other half of their legal name as their short form moniker, you have to be a an asshole not to do so. So yeah, call Musky’s new sinking ship whatever you want, but don’t be Jim Halpert about it, because Drew never crossed the line in anger again. /rantover
Having a significant affinity for any part of the body is paraphilia. Boobs and ass are no more complete women than feet. They’re all stand ins for whole women and sexual experiences. They’re all libido cues for different people for different reasons. As someone with all of these parts, male sexual fixation feels the same regardless. I don’t see a meaningful difference and usually can’t tell what part of my body people are staring at.
Blood Diner, because it’s actually about a trans man who helps his dead uncle become his living aunt. It’s easy to lose track of the fact that this is a movie about two transitions in the chaos of the ancient blood cult, vegan diner that serves human meat, wrestling with Jimmy Hitler, and all that, but it’s all in there. Blood Diner was decades ahead of its time. I watch it a few times a year. Watch it as a double feature with Frankenhooker and pretend they’re modern experimental indie movies. Frankenhooker is a feminist masterpiece.