She has never been convicted of a crime but they want to move her to near isolation in an adult mens prison. This CANNOT happen. Here is a more in depth article: http://feministing.com/2014/04/14/how-the-connecticut-department-of-children-families-is-failing-a-trans-girl-of-color/
I put together an email for Commissioner Katz, so all you have to do is copy and paste it. Click here for the example email
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because people are still asking that question
because women are payed less than men in approximately 99% of professions
because chris brown can still have a career after assaulting rihanna but miley cyrus takes her clothes off and there’s a huge scandal
because of this:
because currently it is estimated ten million more girls are out of education than boys (x)
because we’re expected to be mature but hairless like a child, in control but not bossy, sexy but not slutty and definitely not a prude, intelligent but not opinionated, independent but reliant on men, natural but look like the girl in the magazine etc etc
because being called a girl, a pussy or a bitch is an insult
because when i told my mum i refused to get anything less than a’s in my exams she told me it wasn’t ladylike to be so cocky
because my brother and 90% of my male friends think girls who wear revealing clothing are asking for rape
because every person who identifies as female should be allowed to choose if they want to get married, have kids, have a career, go to uni etc etc without expectations
because tampons and sanitary pads are stupidly expensive
because some people reading this will have flinched at the fact i just said ‘tampon’
because there are men out there whose job it is to make young girls feel like absolute shit about themselves just so they can sell the next best beauty product
because female masturbation isn’t considered normal whilst men can talk about their own penises for hours on end
because feminists are still seen as crazy lesbians who dont shave and some still feel like they have to defend themselves by claiming theyre not any of those things when in fact if i want to be a passionate lady who likes other ladies and cant be bothered to shave my legs every twenty minutes then thats my choice and if i want to be someone who wears make up and shaves and goes out partying then thats my choice and if i want to be a combination of the two or anything in between then thats. my. choice.
because i believe anyone who identifies as female is fucking badass and deserves the same rights as every privileged stuck up old white man sitting around and making laws about our bodies
because how can you not be
I love this.
"You can’t just ride a bear," she said. "It’s not built for transportation."
I looked at her cowardly face. “That’s loser talk,” I said.
She was a bit offended but I didn’t care. I was going to ride that grizzly bear and I was going to do it today.
"Give me the lasso out of the bag," I ordered.
"No… please, don’t do this."
"That’s loser talk," I said as I ripped the backpack out of her hands.
The rope was thick and the lasso was heavy, but I had spent every waking hour of my life preparing for this day. A heavy rope wasn’t going to stop me.
"What if it bites you?" she protested.
But I wouldn’t listen. This was my destiny; this was my fate. I slowly approached the grizzly, rope in hand, my fingers ready to strike.
I knew it could sense I was coming. It turned, sniffed the air, and rose up on its hind legs. He was towering, about a foot taller than me, and had thick brown fur shielding him from the cold. I only had my $240 North Face jacket.
"Let’s go. You and me. It’s game time, you dumb bear," I taunted.
He slowly turned to face me. Our eyes met, and he had a twinkle in his eye that looked like a diamond. It was kind of cute for a bear.
I readied my lasso. The time was right. The wind was settled and the air was clear. It was now or never.
But I couldn’t do it. It was something about the way he tilted his head and stared at me—a sort of innocence and fragility that I had scarcely seen before. I just couldn’t bring myself to tame such a wild beast.
"I can’t do it…. I can’t fight you, bear," I shouted in tears.
"That’s loser talk," said the bear.
"pokemon is for little kids"