Welp.
Apparently my evening will be taken up deflecting hits from assholes on Twitter sent by Chelsea Peretti, the nice white lady “comedian” who tweeted “PRO TOSH BRO” the other day, and then went on to post a photo of a black woman (a stranger she gawked at while on a plane) and mock her appearance, calling her Medea (i.e. a racist and transmisogynist intentional misgendering).
I don’t think I tweeted about her then, but I did tweet today, when she was tweeting some crap about misandry, saying that it was a little late for her to try to restore her feminist cred. So after vanity searching on her name, she found my tweet (I didn’t @ her) and sent her people, not with any substantive retort, but said for them to come gawk at my bio, saying I “seem fun” and not in a complimentary way. (Then blocked me, lest I might have a response to her mockery.)
Apparently the part of my bio which she found notable is that I call myself a “Queer Disabled Socialist Jewish Feminist WoC” which is, you know, accurate. Sort of. I’m actually a Social Democrat but it doesn’t fit.
The nice white people of the world think that the very fact of our existence as marginalized people who gladly claim our identities and state unabashedly and unashamedly who we are (queer, black, disabled, fat, whatever) is humorous. Hell, we don’t even have to claim our identities, just living in our skin is humorous — otherwise, why take pictures of us doing mundane things like sitting on a plane and post them on social networking, misgendering and mocking us?
One of her dudebros told me that I was a walking stereotypical victim and reading my bio made him want to oppress me.
That’s a hell of a lot of sociopathy to be walking around with, and boldly stating. But whiteness (and maleness and cisness) is a hell of a drug.
As for me, I’m sitting here in my truth, laughing at the weaksauce these dudes keep bringing. But as I told someone, I laugh so that I don’t go up a clocktower one of these days.
And don’t we all?
