A series of pieces based off of common urban fauna with the aim of reminding people of traits in them we could all do well emulating sometimes, and celebrating the ability of nature to carve out a place in any environment.
Interested in seeing these on patches or pins? Please send me a message! If there’s enough interest, I’ll look into the cost of having them made.
I’m sorry, this guy’s books and shit were like. THE CENTER of how my entire teen life was structured wrt dating and boys and shit. like, to the point that i think it took me so long to figure out i was gay because the sorts of “distance” and “not wanting to kiss boys” was celebrated as “you’re a good heterosexual christian girl!”
Hey Josh? Hey, JOSH? FUCK. YOU.
For me, the best revenge possible on this man is that he moved his teenage children to Vancouver, BC, where ads for queer-friendly sex education are so omnipresent and visible you cannot keep someone from seeing them.
Isn’t this what we want, though? He’s apologizing. He changed his mind. Isn’t that good? Don’t we want this?
I mean, yes, he is going in a good direction. But it will take a lot of people a loooooong time to forgive him, and even longer for the damage he’s done to heal over.
This rag was a cornerstone in the bizarre culture of purity-politics + teenage sexual tension that lurked in the basement and meeting room of every evangelical church that existed at any point in the last 90s.