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But no matter what happens tomorrow, no matter what the result is, the fight is far from over. ICE agents are grabbing people off the streets, our public institutions are being systematically destroyed, and our international and diplomatic relations with historically close allies are just, honestly, fucked right now. Today is Trans Day of Visibility, and trans and queer rights have been under steady attack by the right. As a nonbinary person and member of the trans community, I'm genuinely scared for a lot of my friends right now.
But we fight. We stand up. We survive.
If we accept defeat, we are handing victory to those who want us dead. By living and fighting, we carry on to the next day and then the day after that. I know I posted it right after the election last November, but there's a pretty famous Joe Hill quote everyone should keep in mind: "Don't waste any time mourning. Organize!"
Go out, hug your friends. Build a local community if you can, and get involved in your local politics. Make sure you call your Reps and Senators every day if you can, and for pete's sake fucking vote.
We can make it as long as we don't stop fighting.
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I did that once, where I slept in between the space between the walls.
At least you had walls. 😀 What about all these people sleeping across on row of circle cambered chairs? 😀
I don’t know honestly cause I have never been in that situation and I really don’t have a joke for that either. I’ll let someone else take this one on.
I always slept under the desk when doing things with the church groups. it meant I never got stepped on…
“Church groups” reminds me of a time when we did an expedition with out scouting group, and stayed at a vicarage, which turned out to be “double-booked”. We ended up with *lots* of adolescents in one room. (Don’t remember the exact number — something around 15 I guess?) Most of us were sleeping on a row of benches put side to side. I ended up at the edge of the row, and literally had the width of one bench (like 15 inches or so) available to me. I slept reasonably well though, and didn’t fall off…
(Also, it was better than the next year, when it turned out the vicarage wasn’t available at all, and we ended up homeless sleeping on the benches at the train station platforms… We were damn lucky it didn’t rain.)
I vaugely recall a church group thing where was 4 of us in a room with 2 single beds (slightly larger than cots). Sleeping on the floor was likely more comfortable.