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Alive, College, and Fucking: Side Effects Follow ECTS @SideEffectsNews Why aren't millennials giving blood? bit.ly/2fRZG5i 5:14 PM 28 Sep 2017 Belinda Blumenthal @philomenapunk Follow because we all gay ide Effects @SideEffectsNews Why aren't millennials giving blood? bit.ly/2fRZG5i 11:29 AM 3 Oct 2017 3,199 Retweets 11,051 Likes the-modern-satyr: seedydemigod: captainfunkpunkandroll: the-real-eye-to-see: Didn’t even know people are not allowed to give blood if they are gay That’s been the thing for years. The HIV scare of the ‘80s prohibited us from donating blood. And they still hold that against us despite the fact that that claim has been debunked over and over again. the wording on the paperwork is “Are you a man who has had sexual intercourse with a man after 1980” or “Are you a woman who has had sexual intercourse with a man who has had sexual intercourse with another man since 1980” (this was a blood drive at my college where majority of the students werent Alive in 1980.) I donated all the time back when I was a virgin, because o- , but now I’m not allowed to. So a better question for this article is “Why won’t baby boomers let queer people donate blood, even though all the blood gets screened for HIV and aids anyway?” though, theres a lot of room for loopholes in the wording of it This fucking matters. Bias in medicine is bias that should not exist. Fucking fix it.
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seedydemigod:

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the-real-eye-to-see:
Didn’t even know people are not allowed to give blood if they are gay


That’s been the thing for years. The HIV scare of the ‘80s prohibited us from donating blood. And they still hold that against us despite the fact that that claim has been debunked over and over again.

the wording on the paperwork is “Are you a man who has had sexual intercourse with a man after 1980” or “Are you a woman who has had sexual intercourse with a man who has had sexual intercourse with another man since 1980” (this was a blood drive at my college  where majority of the students werent Alive in 1980.) I donated all the time back when I was a virgin, because o- , but now I’m not allowed to. So a better question for this article is “Why won’t baby boomers let queer people donate blood, even though all the blood gets screened for HIV and aids anyway?” though, theres a lot of room for loopholes in the wording of it   


This fucking matters. Bias in medicine is bias that should not exist. Fucking fix it.

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Birthday, Community, and Lesbians: maireddog: Mark Ashton died on this day, the 11th of February, in 1987. Mark was born on the 19th of May, 1960 in Oldham, but grew up in Portrush, Northern Ireland. He moved to London in 1978, where he worked in a bar in King’s Cross, in drag as a barmaid with a blonde beehive. In the 1980s, he volunteered for London Lesbian and Gay Switchboard, campaigned for CND and joined the Communist Party, becoming the first gay secretary of the Young Communist League. Though Mark transformed the Party’s approach to LGBT rights, he and Mike Jackson, who he’d met through Switchboard, wanted to be active as openly gay people. They formed Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners (LGSM) when they collected donations for miners on strike at 1984 Gay Pride. In the evening of 1984 Pride, a miner spoke at a rally, and they were struck by the similarities between the two struggle, of LGBT rights and the Miners’ Strike. Having collected about £150, they advertised a meeting in Capital Gay. 11 people turned up and from the meeting they made a leaflet to launch LGSM - the leaflet was accepted except with an amendment to ‘one in ten miners is gay.’ As LGSM, they supported the miners as lesbian and gay people. At the second meeting, they decided to focus on one community, of the Dulais Valley, as one of the members, Hugh Williams, was from there. They then met David (Dai) Donovan, who also had thought through the similarities of their struggles and how LGSM could help. A month later, 27 lesbians and gay men, arrived at Onllwyn village in Dulais Valley. Other than some hostility (and confusion towards vegetarianism), they experienced warmth, friendship and solidarity. LGSM raised £20,000 for families of miners on strike, and based on The Sun writing that “a group of perverts” were “supporting the pits,” they organised the Pits and Perverts concert in December, 1984, headlined by Bronski Beat. The miners marched with LGSM at Gay Pride in 1985. Mark was admitted to hospital on 30th January, 1987, and died 12 days later from pneumonia, aged 26. At his memorial, there were banners from the Communist Party, Anti-Apartheid, anti-nuclear, Caribbean and community groups, as well as from LGSM. The Mark Ashton Trust was created to support individuals diagnosed with Aids; Mark is also remembered on the UK Aids Memorial Quilt and by Terrence Higgins Trust, with the Mark Ashton Red Ribbon Fund and a plaque at their London headquarters. In 2017, on what would have been his 57th birthday, he was honoured with a blue plaque above Gay’s The Word bookshop. [Images: 1. Mark Ashton at Gay Pride 1981. 2. Mark Ashton at Gay Pride 1985, wearing a LGSM t-shirt and holding a pink “Communist Party” banner with the words “pinko commie queers.” 3. Blue plaque reading: “Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners. Mark Ashton 1960-1987. Political and Community Activist. LGSM met at Gay’s the Word bookship on this site 1984/5.”]
Birthday, Community, and Lesbians: maireddog:
Mark Ashton died on this day, the 11th of February, in 1987. 
Mark 
was born on the 19th of May, 1960 in Oldham, but grew up in Portrush, Northern Ireland. He moved to London in 1978, where he worked in
 a bar in King’s Cross, in drag as a barmaid with a blonde beehive.
In
 the 1980s, he volunteered for London Lesbian and Gay Switchboard, 
campaigned for CND and joined the Communist Party, becoming the first gay secretary of the Young Communist League. Though Mark transformed the Party’s approach to LGBT rights, he and Mike Jackson, who he’d met through Switchboard, wanted to be active as openly gay people. They formed 
Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners (LGSM) when they collected donations for miners on strike at 1984 Gay Pride.
In the evening of 1984 Pride, a miner spoke at a rally, and they were struck by the similarities between the two struggle, of LGBT rights and the Miners’ Strike. Having collected about £150, they advertised a meeting in Capital Gay. 11 people turned up and from the meeting they made a leaflet to launch LGSM - the leaflet was accepted except with an amendment to ‘one in ten miners is gay.’ 
As LGSM, they supported the miners as lesbian and gay people. At the second meeting, they decided to focus on one community, of the Dulais Valley, as one of the members, Hugh Williams, was from there. They then met David (Dai) Donovan, who also had thought through the similarities of their struggles and how LGSM could help. A month later, 27 lesbians and gay men, arrived at Onllwyn village in Dulais Valley. 
Other than some hostility (and confusion towards vegetarianism), they experienced warmth, friendship and solidarity. LGSM raised £20,000 for families of miners on strike, and based on The Sun writing that “a group of perverts” were “supporting the pits,” they organised the Pits and Perverts concert in December, 1984, headlined by Bronski Beat. The miners marched with LGSM at Gay Pride in 1985. 
Mark was admitted to hospital on 30th January, 1987, and died 12 days later from pneumonia, aged 26. At his memorial, there were banners from the Communist Party, Anti-Apartheid, anti-nuclear, Caribbean and community groups, as well as from LGSM. The Mark Ashton Trust was created to support individuals 
diagnosed with Aids; Mark is also remembered on the UK Aids Memorial 
Quilt and by Terrence Higgins Trust, with the Mark Ashton Red Ribbon 
Fund and a plaque at their London headquarters. In 2017, on what would have been his 57th birthday, he was honoured with a blue 
plaque above Gay’s The Word bookshop. 

[Images: 1. Mark Ashton at Gay Pride 1981. 2. Mark Ashton at Gay 
Pride 
1985, wearing a LGSM t-shirt and holding a pink “Communist Party” banner
 with the words “pinko commie queers.” 3. Blue plaque reading: “Lesbians
 and Gays Support the Miners. Mark Ashton 1960-1987. Political and 
Community Activist. LGSM met at Gay’s the Word bookship on this site 
1984/5.”]

maireddog: Mark Ashton died on this day, the 11th of February, in 1987. Mark was born on the 19th of May, 1960 in Oldham, but grew up in P...

Ass, Funny, and Future: SENORGİF/COM thebibliosphere: alwaysatomicconniseur: ruffboijuliaburnsides: mistersaturn123: a-can-of-mountain-jew: dragonenby: tabbitcha: lemonade-cat: talkearlietome: cartel: hotboysofficial: the future is now are people that lazy to need this While I’m sure there are people too lazy to spin a fork, keep in mind people like this person who may be suffering from arthritis or a neurological disease or nerve damage or a thousand other conditions that might impair their ability to do things as simple as spin a fork to eat spaghetti.  These are used with people who can’t grip well:  This is for Parkinsons’s:  For people who can’t even bend their joints:  Here’s a product that guides your hand from your plate to your mouth  This one holds a sandwich  Like I get it. I used to see things like the fork and think “that’s fuckin’ lazy” or that product that holds a gallon and you just tip it and pour. But then I started working around the disabled and impaired and found out that these products aren’t meant for lazy people, they’re meant for people who need help.  So maybe next time you see something, instead of thinking “Wow, are people that lazy?” just be grateful that you’re able to do the things you do every day and take for granted, like being able to feed yourself and wipe your own ass because you have enough coordination and bendy joints to do it.  This isn’t specualtion either; the majority of products from commericals that we think are funny or silly are autally MEANT for hte disabled.But they are marketed towards the abled because the disabled aren’t considered a viable enough demographic on their own. the Snuggie for example? Created for wheelchair users. This is actually really nifty. oh my god of course the snuggie was for wheelchair users The fact that anyone buys these products besides disabled people drastically lowers the price of them. These would normally cost hundreds if not thousands if dollars. Because if spent time and money creating it, the company wants to get more than that back. And they can’t do that if they sell and market these primarily to disabled people for $20-$40 a piece or whatever. They’d lose money on production. If they can sell hundreds of them to everyone, they can lower the price drastically and therefore disabled people don’t die while trying to scrape up the money to buy these things and be a bit more independent. I never considered that last part and that’s actually genius Like yeah, a handful of people ARE that lazy. But those are the people who use these products even though they don’t need them and thus allow the price to be lower for those who DO. So honestly in this case good bless the lazy and those prone to gimmicks because they are invaluable to the elderly and disabled in this sense. @thebibliosphere Look! People learning about disability and why to be kind! The normalization of disability aids needs to be a thing precisely so they can cost less.
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the future is now

are people that lazy to need this

While I’m sure there are people too lazy to spin a fork, keep in mind people like this person who may be suffering from arthritis or a neurological disease or nerve damage or a thousand other conditions that might impair their ability to do things as simple as spin a fork to eat spaghetti. 
These are used with people who can’t grip well: 
This is for Parkinsons’s: 
For people who can’t even bend their joints: 
Here’s a product that guides your hand from your plate to your mouth 
This one holds a sandwich 
Like I get it. I used to see things like the fork and think “that’s fuckin’ lazy” or that product that holds a gallon and you just tip it and pour. But then I started working around the disabled and impaired and found out that these products aren’t meant for lazy people, they’re meant for people who need help. 
So maybe next time you see something, instead of thinking “Wow, are people that lazy?” just be grateful that you’re able to do the things you do every day and take for granted, like being able to feed yourself and wipe your own ass because you have enough coordination and bendy joints to do it. 

This isn’t specualtion either; the majority of products from commericals that we think are funny or silly are autally MEANT for hte disabled.But they are marketed towards the abled because the disabled aren’t considered a viable enough demographic on their own. the Snuggie for example? Created for wheelchair users.

This is actually really nifty.

oh my god of course the snuggie was for wheelchair users


The fact that anyone buys these products besides disabled people drastically lowers the price of them. These would normally cost hundreds if not thousands if dollars. Because if spent time and money creating it, the company wants to get more than that back. And they can’t do that if they sell and market these primarily to disabled people for $20-$40 a piece or whatever. They’d lose money on production. If they can sell hundreds of them to everyone, they can lower the price drastically and therefore disabled people don’t die while trying to scrape up the money to buy these things and be a bit more independent.

I never considered that last part and that’s actually genius


Like yeah, a handful of people ARE that lazy. 
But those are the people who use these products even though they don’t need them and thus allow the price to be lower for those who DO. 
So honestly in this case good bless the lazy and those prone to gimmicks because they are invaluable to the elderly and disabled in this sense. 

@thebibliosphere Look! People learning about disability and why to be kind!


The normalization of disability aids needs to be a thing precisely so they can cost less.

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Beautiful, Christmas, and Crying: "Freddie didn't announce publicly that he had AIDS until the day before he died in 1991. Although he was flamboyant onstage-an electric front man on par with Bowie and Jagger-he was an intensely private man offstage. But Freddie told me he had AIDS soon after he was diagnosed in 1987.I was devastated. I'd seen what the disease had done to so many of my other friends. I knew exactly what it was going to do to Freddie. As did he. He knew death, agonizing death, was coming. But Freddie was incredibly courageous. He kept up appearances, he kept performing with Queen, and he kept being the funny, outrageous, and profoundly generous person he had always been. As Freddie deteriorated in the late 1980s and early '90s, it was almost too much to bear. It broke my heart to see this absolute light unto the world ravaged by AIDS. By the end, his body was covered with Kaposi's sarcoma lesions. He was almost blind. He was too wealk to even stand. By all rights, Freddie should have spent those final days concerned only with his own comfort. But that wasn't who he was. He truly lived for others. Freddie had passed on November 24, 1991, and weelks after the funeral, I was still grieving. On Christmas Day, I learned that Freddie had left me one final testament to his selflessness. I was moping about when a friend showed up at my door and handed me something wrapped in a pillowcase. I opened it up, and inside was a painting by one of my favorite artists, the British painter Henry Scott Tuke. And there was a note from Freddie. Years before Freddie and I had developed pet names for each other, our drag-queen alter egos. I was Sharon, and he was Melina. Freddie's note read, "Dear Sharon, thought you'd like this. Love, Melina. Happy Christmas." I was overcome, forty-four years old at the time, crying like a child. Here was this beautiful man, dying from AIDS, and in his final days, he had somehow managed to find me a lovely Christmas present. As sad as that moment was, it's often the one I think about when I remember Freddie, because it captures the character of the man. In death, he reminded me of what made him so special in life." -Sir Elton John Love is the Cure: On Life, Loss, and the End ofAIDS soundsof71: Elton John on Freddie Mercury.  (I’m not posting this less to correct the timeline portrayed in Bohemian Rhapsody, which I mostly really enjoyed, than simply to share a beautiful story that shines light on who Freddie actually was, up to the very end.)
Beautiful, Christmas, and Crying: "Freddie didn't announce publicly that he had AIDS
 until the day before he died in 1991. Although he was
 flamboyant onstage-an electric front man on par with
 Bowie and Jagger-he was an intensely private man
 offstage. But Freddie told me he had AIDS soon after he
 was diagnosed in 1987.I was devastated. I'd seen what
 the disease had done to so many of my other friends. I
 knew exactly what it was going to do to Freddie. As did
 he. He knew death, agonizing death, was coming. But
 Freddie was incredibly courageous. He kept up
 appearances, he kept performing with Queen, and he
 kept being the funny, outrageous, and profoundly
 generous person he had always been.
 As Freddie deteriorated in the late 1980s and early
 '90s, it was almost too much to bear. It broke my heart to
 see this absolute light unto the world ravaged by AIDS.
 By the end, his body was covered with Kaposi's sarcoma
 lesions. He was almost blind. He was too wealk to even
 stand.

 By all rights, Freddie should have spent those final
 days concerned only with his own comfort. But that
 wasn't who he was. He truly lived for others. Freddie had
 passed on November 24, 1991, and weelks after the
 funeral, I was still grieving. On Christmas Day, I learned
 that Freddie had left me one final testament to his
 selflessness. I was moping about when a friend showed
 up at my door and handed me something wrapped in a
 pillowcase. I opened it up, and inside was a painting by
 one of my favorite artists, the British painter Henry Scott
 Tuke. And there was a note from Freddie. Years before
 Freddie and I had developed pet names for each other,
 our drag-queen alter egos. I was Sharon, and he was
 Melina. Freddie's note read, "Dear Sharon, thought
 you'd like this. Love, Melina. Happy Christmas."
 I was overcome, forty-four years old at the time,
 crying like a child. Here was this beautiful man, dying
 from AIDS, and in his final days, he had somehow
 managed to find me a lovely Christmas present. As sad as
 that moment was, it's often the one I think about when I
 remember Freddie, because it captures the character of
 the man. In death, he reminded me of what made him so
 special in life."
 -Sir Elton John
 Love is the Cure:
 On Life, Loss, and the End ofAIDS
soundsof71:

Elton John on Freddie Mercury. 
(I’m not posting this less to correct the timeline portrayed in Bohemian Rhapsody, which I mostly really enjoyed, than simply to share a beautiful story that shines light on who Freddie actually was, up to the very end.)

soundsof71: Elton John on Freddie Mercury.  (I’m not posting this less to correct the timeline portrayed in Bohemian Rhapsody, which I most...

Kkk, Protest, and Respect: naamahdarling: catsandwitchcraft: catsandwitchcraft: catsandwitchcraft: kristina-meister: jimmythejiver: thecringeandwincefactory: wonderdave: The whole Pepsi commercial thing reminded me that people always mis-remember the famous flower in the gun barrel photo as being a young woman. It wasn’t. The photo, taken by Bernie Boston, is of George Edgerly Harris III better known by his stage name Hibiscus. He was a member of the San Francisco based radical gay liberation theater troupe the Cockettes. He died of AIDS in 1982 at the time AIDS was still referred to by the name GRID which stood for Gay Related Immuno-Deficiency. The photo was taken at a protest at the Pentagon.  I had no idea who he was, thank you. This is one example of the Mandela Effect phenomena, where an iconic moment is reenacted with a hippy woman so many times that people think that’s the story and thus another gay man is written out of history. Thanks for the photo. I had no idea. Wow. This photo was taken by Bernie Boston, a black/native man who willingly stood up to a chapter of the KKK and earned their respect among other things I get the subject is important, but please dont erase Bernie. I knew him personally and he deserves to be remembered and by only remembering the subject, a white man, you erase a black man. @vaspider could you reblog this version too, please? I am deeply upset by Bernie’s erasure from his own work. Reblogging for credit to the photographer, and so I can look up his work on desktop later.
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The whole Pepsi commercial thing reminded me that people always mis-remember the famous flower in the gun barrel photo as being a young woman. It wasn’t. The photo, taken by Bernie Boston, is of George Edgerly Harris III better known by his stage name Hibiscus. He was a member of the San Francisco based radical gay liberation theater troupe the Cockettes. He died of AIDS in 1982 at the time AIDS was still referred to by the name GRID which stood for Gay Related Immuno-Deficiency. The photo was taken at a protest at the Pentagon. 
I had no idea who he was, thank you.

This is one example of the Mandela Effect phenomena, where an iconic moment is reenacted with a hippy woman so many times that people think that’s the story and thus another gay man is written out of history. Thanks for the photo.


I had no idea. Wow.

This photo was taken by Bernie Boston, a black/native man who willingly stood up to a chapter of the KKK and earned their respect among other things
I get the subject is important, but please dont erase Bernie. I knew him personally and he deserves to be remembered and by only remembering the subject, a white man, you erase a black man.




@vaspider could you reblog this version too, please? I am deeply upset by Bernie’s erasure from his own work. 


Reblogging for credit to the photographer, and so I can look up his work on desktop later.

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