message to anti trans hate speakers

Please don't pass off this lovely VNV Nation song as your own, plagiarism is just not really an intelligent option. This was dedicated to Sophie Lancaster who died protecting her boyfriend. I don't think appropriating it for your own ends is particularly a good look. This has made me particularly angry, and even less sympathetic towards you and what you stand for.

For any that are interested, here is the original and the best version.

Those that cannot create only copy those who can...

I know 'Parklife!' is more a Twitter thing but it looks like it is moving to MN.

Who are the anti-trans hate speakers?

Oooooooooooh Macarena!

Oh come on OP

There are no anti trains hate speaker here.

Now if you're looking for anti Peppa pig hate speakers you're in the right spot but I think we're all partial to a bit of Thomas read by ringo

What fresh hell is this?

A Vogon/TRA alliance?

Can’t breathe!

(Misses point of thread)

There is no point! It can be anything we want it to be. Disappointed it hasn't become a tribute to 80s novelty songs to be honest.

Spring And Fall is my favourite GMH pome. (Misses point of thread)

Márgarét, áre you gríeving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you wíll weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It ís the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

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From the great Rachel Irischild:

and we grow

o, misogyny is just frightful
but you know what's so delightful?
that women are saying 'no.'
and we grow, and we grow, and we grow

we're showing no signs of stoppin'
'cause the penny's really droppin'
we're shaking off every blow
and we grow, and we grow, and we grow

when we finally put this right
how you'll hate that the truth is the norm
but as women take up this fight
sisterhood's keeping us warm

and despite how hard you're tryin'
your dogma's slowly dyin
and since we've no place to go
well, we grow, and we grow, and we grow

Anti trans? Is that women who recognise biological sex? k...

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ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA!

No, GeorgeFayne, I don't get enough sleep.
I am very bad at sleeping. Very kind of you to be concerned but there is no help for it but surgery I refuse to submit to.
However, the difference in our timing is because I am currently in the Pacific Time Zone, eight hours behind you, so when you are getting up at six or seven or eight I am just toddling off to bed with my book.

I clicked on this post
Expecting a fiery rant
Not a nonsense poem

I studied him at A level. My English teacher was such a quaint-seeming lady. A 'spinster' (Ugh) who just lit up when talking about the poets and authors she loved. RIP Miss Connelly

TransplantsArePlants, I love Hopkins. The Windhover is one of my very favourite poems. :-)

Dance

Why thank you. I am unfamiliar with his oeuvre (sp?)

But I just googled and went all goose pimply at 'I carry your heart with me" so i guess I must be.

My favourite poet is Gerard Manley Hopkins. Master of alliteration. Not everyone's cup of tea.

Binsey Poplars
BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS
felled 1879

My aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled,
Quelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun,
All felled, felled, are all felled;
Of a fresh and following folded rank
Not spared, not one
That dandled a sandalled
Shadow that swam or sank
On meadow & river & wind-wandering weed-winding bank.

O if we but knew what we do
When we delve or hew —
Hack and rack the growing green!
Since country is so tender
To touch, her being só slender,
That, like this sleek and seeing ball
But a prick will make no eye at all,
Where we, even where we mean
To mend her we end her,
When we hew or delve:
After-comers cannot guess the beauty been.
Ten or twelve, only ten or twelve
Strokes of havoc unselve
The sweet especial scene,
Rural scene, a rural scene,
Sweet especial rural scene.

TransplantsArePlants is clearly the MN ee cummings, while blackdoggotmytongueagain is taking up the Dylan Thomas mantle. It reminds of John Clarkes wonderful book "The Tournament".

Oh the subject of Erasure, has anyone here read the book Female Erasure?

Transplants

Definitely A Little Respect.

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Don’t you join in 😏

@thebewilderness
I'm always reading/posting in the middle of your night and you're awake. I worry about you. Do you get enough sleep?

George

Favourite song?

Mine is Ship Of Fools. Obvs.

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