tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046770203613119482.post9084361151773346893..comments2023-10-18T05:03:46.292-07:00Comments on Walking the Labyrinth: Academic Symposiums and Gender Queering Walmart...Cameronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13378591363411441816noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046770203613119482.post-19060893885997150252010-04-13T11:48:13.754-07:002010-04-13T11:48:13.754-07:00I knew you'd had a rough day, but didn't k...I knew you'd had a rough day, but didn't know about the Walmart trip. I'm sorry you feel out of place at Walmart, but you have just as much right to be in there, and be yourself, as the rest of us Walcreatures.<br /><br />The same day this happened to you I went to a local Walmart and saw double - two sets of identically dressed "twins" which I will call Mutt & Jeff and Carol & Alice. They were not all together, to make it even weirder.<br />Mutt & Jeff (97 lbs and 320 lbs?) had on dirty white shirts with grease smeared all over the stomachs, and dirty green camo pants. As they walked, they were moving in synch and kind of trucking, heads bobbing in time to each other & their own internal rhythm. Buds.<br />Carol and Alice wore matching pink t-shirts, pink baseball caps, and plus-size gray camo britches with waists belted tightly, which made their camo parts even harder to camo. They chattered and gestured happily as they browsed. Friendgirls.<br />Why do they fit in? Because they have a soul-mate, or, they have no concept that they don't fit in. Nobody at the store as any moral (or fashion)ground to judge you, so go ahead and get your catfood in peace. You are not any stranger than a 400-lb elderly lady with half white half red frizzly Bride-of-Frankenstein hair, black coke-bottle bottom glasses, who's toodling around on a Walmart cart with a look that says, "if you walk in front of me, I'm gonna run you down!" You're gonna have to trust me on this.Skeptichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13836535155863940648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046770203613119482.post-70214609055222442692010-03-25T18:49:34.432-07:002010-03-25T18:49:34.432-07:00Dreamweaver......anyone reading said tag would gig...Dreamweaver......anyone reading said tag would giggle and wonder what your parents had been smoking. you are the girliest of all the girlies I know.<br /><br />Cameron.... HUGS just HUGS.<br />Wal-Mart traumatizes me and I'm straight and fairly female looking until I open my mouth then I present Marine - go figure.Missbehavin'https://www.blogger.com/profile/01410981321079528736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046770203613119482.post-10132036713804847182010-03-25T06:06:37.890-07:002010-03-25T06:06:37.890-07:00Wow, what a roller-coaster day!Wow, what a roller-coaster day!Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046770203613119482.post-1195091778360063412010-03-25T02:14:51.894-07:002010-03-25T02:14:51.894-07:00And what can I possibly add to that???!
Truely, t...And what can I possibly add to that???!<br /><br />Truely, the day seems surreal in retroflection. Transmasculine women can gender bend and get away with it in the south, yet the heteronormative peradigm will not budge to allow transwomen the same respect...but then you had a feminine name on your nametag, and we didn't have much opportunity to talk to a lot of people with the music blaring in the background. Then again, you fit the transmasculine paradigm. Wonder what might have happended if I had neatly printed "George" on my name tag?Grace Dreamweaverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16222065500281314019noreply@blogger.com