Also it's a canary because of this: a Sieve Gorman & co. ltd. Canary rescuscitator, from the Science and Industry museum in Manchester in the UK. A little device to revive a canary after it passed out in the mine. The miners cared about the canary, and I hope cis people care about us, too.

I use canary deliberately here because this stuff kills canaries first, but it kills miners just as surely. If you can see trans people around you thriving, that is an inevitable consequence of these liberties! If you stop seeing trans people, get to clean air as fast as possible

From this, to this!!

If you're cis, trans people are your coalmine canary for a collection of civil liberties. BODILY AUTONOMY: does your body belong to you, or to your parents/husband/state? PRIVACY: do you owe everyone you meet a full medical history? EXPRESSION: to what extent is your clothing a legal matter?

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Fun date night idea: tidying and cleaning your flat and then cooking a meal for your partner, who’s on her way, that you’ll hope she’ll enjoy 🥹

Bridget Phillipson MP in the DJ booth at the LGBT+Labour club event at the Labour Conference, is it? When she’s about to enact some of the most transphobic laws seen in Europe? Disgusting behaviour from all involved.

Thinking about butches 😍🫠🥵

3-1 to the Villa, and probably our best performance this season (so far, first half of the first half not withstanding), could nature be healing?!? #AVFC

OLLLLIIIEEE FUCKING WATKINS LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO! Made up for him!!! UP THE FUCKING VILLA!! #AVFC

I got up, I got dressed, I went to the shop, I’ve had breakfast. Watching Match of The Day then I’m going to attack the tasks!!

It’s 33 years since The Shamen performed live at Highbury on Monday Night Footbal. The 90s. What glorious chaos.

I got up, I got dressed, I went to the shop, I’ve had breakfast. Watching Match of The Day then I’m going to attack the tasks!!

Thinking about butches 😍🫠🥵

Some amazing gay history. Listen up kids.

If you’re capable of human emotion at all, this should make you sick to your stomach. Abolish ICE, *and* private prisons. The whole system is beyond fucked.

I am so tired but I have so much that I need to do today, it’ll be worth it tho. Just can’t undersell the tiredness part.

Yeah, there’s puppygirls, and yeah there’s catgirls too, even a few deergirls, but who’s out here fucking heavy with the whalegirls? 😎🐋🥰

"What will this bring? I think more people picking up a ball. Women's rugby is for everybody. All shapes, all sizes. Go pick up a ball." Unless you’re a trans woman of course, then you’re banned from playing. No disrespect to Kabeya of course, but what she’s saying is patently wrong.

This Lewis lad on Strictly has 13 siblings, he’s one of 14, that’s wild! How does that even happen? I’m one of three and seemed like chaos growing up!

anything helps 0/50

"What will this bring? I think more people picking up a ball. Women's rugby is for everybody. All shapes, all sizes. Go pick up a ball." Unless you’re a trans woman of course, then you’re banned from playing. No disrespect to Kabeya of course, but what she’s saying is patently wrong.

Yeah, there’s puppygirls, and yeah there’s catgirls too, even a few deergirls, but who’s out here fucking heavy with the whalegirls? 😎🐋🥰

Me exuding sex appeal

I would thrive I think. You know when people say “ooh, if I win the lottery I think I’d still need to work”, not me. I could fully indulge my hobbies for the rest of my days. I’d be so content.

I feel very much that I was built for the luxury life, y’know? Private viewings at art galleries, oysters and champagne for lunch, a regular on the Michelin star circuit. A country home with an Aga and some land. Summers on the Amalfi Coast, fine whiskys in the Autumn. A flat in South Kensington.

Threw this on last night when I was without internet and what a fucking excellent band The Donnas were, and this was their best album imo. A shame they’re no longer active.

If the BBC have Palace v Liverpool on 5 Live and The Ryder Cup on 5 Sports Extra 3, why do I have to keep hearing about the golf every five fucking seconds? If I wanted updates on the world’s most boring sport I’d tune in to the golf, fuck sake.

Threw this on last night when I was without internet and what a fucking excellent band The Donnas were, and this was their best album imo. A shame they’re no longer active.

would anyone be interested if i started offering, as part of my services, to write alt text for creators who want the engagement bump that having good alt text provides, but struggle to do it themselves? would do this very low cost if i did, open to SWers & all types of artists… would anyone want?

& then finally here is my latest small print (which is still an original linoprint but much more affordable than my bigger ones) called "Herbalism" shop.frankduffy.co.uk/product/herb... #art #printmaking #crow #skull #herbalism

BUY MY MEAT Or at least go to my Kofi page (still in its infancy) and interact with it, maybe drop a follow, etc. 💚🖤

So this is the first thing I’ve ever put up for sale, you’ll be helping me with a dental bill and I’ll be donating to mutual aids every fourth week! Let me know too what you might like to see, with the exceptions of people and (most) animals. 💚🖤

I’m back up and running!!

She straight up wherkin my gherkin

I feel very much that I was built for the luxury life, y’know? Private viewings at art galleries, oysters and champagne for lunch, a regular on the Michelin star circuit. A country home with an Aga and some land. Summers on the Amalfi Coast, fine whiskys in the Autumn. A flat in South Kensington.

Telegraph encouraging people to make sure their kids play with kids who are older, bigger, faster and stronger. Not trans kids, obviously.

In this week's #corrie #podcast -- Asha is shocked when she runs into the woman who abused her during her paramedic shift. Adam is a punk. Cassie’s not allowed a haircut. Millie hides in the toilet. bit.ly/corriepod375

Generals gathered in their masses/ to listen to this fucking jackass

She straight up wherkin my gherkin

Friday. Me watching as the telephony system at work glitches YET A-FUCKING-GAIN during a call.

An instructive example of how cis people being all publicly “trans women are women” is far from enough support to the trans community, especially when you can’t even retain the consistency of your declaration by doing stuff like this. Disappointing, but then cis people often are when it comes to us.

Internet went down during a call just after lunch and is still down so I’ve missed three hours of work (that I’ll no doubt have to make up) and I can’t watch anything on the telly until it comes back online, so I’m just sat here, in the silence.

Things might be weird now but there are still glimmers of good things; the Graham Potter face edits, the cooler Autumnal weather, Big John is on a generational bosh run right now. Drag Race UK is back and as it stands right now Aston Villa are winning. Much to be thankful for.

And what’s left might end being the best it can be now, at my age. These events, particularly my ankle injury have felt like a definite fork in the road and sadly it’s the gloomy forest path for me. Idk that I possess the physical ability to try to improve things from here anymore.