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if you're not sure yet if you might be an anarchist, consider Are You An Anarchist? The Answer May Surprise You!.

also seconding this great comment over in [email protected].

seconding a focus on sexology; we don't need another Institut für Sexualwissenschaft incident.

off the top of my head:

• The History of Sexuality (Michel Foucault 1976 – 84 + 2018)
• Transgender Warriors (Leslie Feinberg 1998)
• Gender Trouble (Judith Butler 1990)
• Undoing Gender (Judith Butler 2004)
• Caliban and the Witch (Silvia Federici 2004)
• Black on Both Sides (C. Riley Snorton 2017)
• The Stonewall Riots (Marc Stein 2019)

including all the works of Judith Butler and Silvia Federici.

more academically:

• Kinsey Reports; The Kinsey Institute: The First Seventy Years; and any other expansions on the work of the Kinsey Institute
• Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Healthcare: A Clinical Guide to Preventive, Primary, and Specialist Care (Kristen Eckstrand, Jesse M. Ehrenfeld 2016)

you can probably farm the bibilographies on these.

i am disabled just enough to be in a dilemma.

interpersonal trauma, audhd burnout and immunodefficiency don't mean i can't do anything or that i can't even be as 'productive' *over time* as other people. what it means is that:

• i can't give them ass-in-chair for 8 hours every day;
• my shortterm 'performance' cannot be consistent or predictable enough for the boss;
• i can never succeed at the day-to-day drudgework; and
• i can never be a 'culture fit' in any workplace.

it's not that i can't do anything; it's that i lack the appearances of profitability.

despite huge past professional successes in complex projects: i am unemployable.

so instead i work a fulltime job with overtime researching my condition, my rights and the local law — filling out paperwork and attending a dozen appointments every month where i answer the same 20 humiliating and condescending questions over and over again, too exhausted to care for myself inbetween — just to keep the disability compensation flowing in. and in every meeting, my 'giftedness' and all those times where i was successful are used to clobber me and argue that i'm just being 'lazy'. i'm never given any treatment, because the healthcare system has been balkanized into poverty by privatisation and New Public Management, and they've tried nothing and they're all out of ideas.

i find time once or twice a month to study, on my own, with pirated courses and books. and the opensource projects i contribute to, and the organising work i scrape up spoons for, and the mutual aid and legal help i give to my disabled comrades, are things i still do. but i have to do them under aliases, and i can't ever discuss them with anyone who knows me, because if the welfare office finds out: i can end up imprisoned, indebted and permanently marked for 'welfare fraud'. because part of the deal of being disabled is that i can only be disabled.

no studies; no parttime; no volunteering; no activism. all because of the way i was born, and because i had the audacity to barely survive two separate attempts by politicians to sacrifice my demographics to Moloch. i know several other people in this same Kafkaësque hellworld.

how am i not supposed to end up radicalised?

there's a bot that will do this for you over on lemmy.world. i think you'd like it better over there.

signed out, cleared cookies and cache, restarted browser, signed back in: same issue when in a new tab.

And it probably would have been better for my mental health growing up if I hadn’t thought “wow if all these adults believe this thing then it must be true and I must just be an idiot” […] Basically the entirety of your hometown, and most of your family members are just delusional. You’re not wrong and they don’t just not believe you because you’re a kid, they just don’t believe in evidence, and there’s no evidence one can use to convince people who don’t believe in evidence.

for me, the thought was: 'wow, these are the people who get to have power over me? and they use that power to actively limit my potential and freedom of association? these are the people who keep clawing me away from independence, because they think they know better what's good for me?'

it made ageist remarks — particularly the sexist ones — go from irritating to infuriating. disappointment, anger and deep depression, that these people are allowed to have any responsibility at all.

when you have an AuDHD student who skips lunch every day to read and work in the library, and all the teachers are conspiracy-thinking fundamentalist yokels who: haven't studied anything in over two decades; only became teachers so they could have power over children; regurgitate superstitions, fakelore and urban legends; and have no concept of information/media literacy — then it's very possible to be smarter than your teachers and get regularly put in detention for pointing it out.

their diplomas would've been better used as toiletpaper.

a workplace problem that has persistently followed me thru my entire life: at school, at home, and at every job i've had, across multiple continents.

i have a 'non-native' name which isn't hard to pronounce but which my coworkers refused to learn, so they started calling me something akin to 'Jane Doe' in $language.

when they were told by HR they can't do that: they took to the funny 'joke' of calling me "the bot" and sometimes referring to me as 'it'. 'hey, where's the documentation on this system?' 'idk, ask the bot' my manager even got on my case about how i shouldn't 'use ChatGPT to respond to work messages' — because i wasn't using 'enough emoji'.

but i'm the immature one for thinking all the NTs i've had in my life are insufferable. ok.

this is the type of comment i want to leave any time someone praises a scandinavian country for almost anything.

the image of the nordics most people outside of them have is from 40 years ago.

We produce 1000 times the food we need.

no, we don't.

You’ve taken a roundabout way to tell me that mass adoption of veganism […] has nothing to do with our economic system.

no, i didn't.

(literally the only way to save this planet)

no, it isn't.

The only […] solution that can support our absurd population is […] tech advancements bordering on magic

no, it isn't.

Lying is ugly. […] It is trivial to prove. Open Google.

says the person who cannot read, ignores sources, puts words in other people's mouths, and makes simplistic, baseless, harmful assertions.

To feed the billions of sentient animals that are tortured to death each year in factory farms. Do you have any idea how sustainable that is?

i — a vegan — and the two sources i provided advocate for sustainable plant-based diets, and point to the systemic economic obstacles: agribusiness lobbying; little to no farmer control; subsidised incentives and poor farmers' dependence on these subsidies; and severe economic and political inequality.

to quote another vegan in this thread who you've insulted:

for every animal I don’t eat, a billionaire throws a meat party and goes hunting for exotic animals. Again, why are you blaming me? Even if I ate meat every meal I wouldn’t come close in a year to doing as much damage as a billionaire does in a day. So again, stop telling me about it and go after them.

you're arguing for a vote-with-your-wallet approach, which ignores conspicuous consumption, ignores the plight of the lower classes, and greatly favours the wealthy elite and the state (who can always outbid you). this is not to say we shoudn't change (our) individual behaviour, but that it cannot be the sole solution, and that there are systemic changes which would boost mass adoption of sustainable choices.

i once again point you to my book suggestion, the concept of superstructures, and to the responses to your last malthusian tangents.

if you have anything else to say: tell it to a mirror.