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I'm gonna get off of Twitter for a bit cause my brain (
), but a story on my mind:
I was just hired to my first job and was taken out for drinks. I was working with the Ironworkers Union. The drinking capacity w these guys was high, and I was basically a little sissy boy. /1
), but a story on my mind: I was just hired to my first job and was taken out for drinks. I was working with the Ironworkers Union. The drinking capacity w these guys was high, and I was basically a little sissy boy. /1
Of course they were all dialed into the 2008 election. This was October. I was very drunk and walking behind one of the dudes I worked with, who was having a loud phone call about "If they don't screw this up the Dems have it." /2
I turned to this guy, who I worked with but didn't know (gravelly voiced, he kind of terrified me), and I said, absolutely slurring, raising my hand, "Hey Mister [lastname], we've got this motherfucker." He looked totally baffled but gave me a high-five. /3
I went on to meet with my friends and gloat that I was going to get paid by a very butch union to dig up shit on evil companies and then use the money I was paid to turn myself into a woman. /4
It's 12 years later, I am a trans mom with my own weird little lobbying firm that's all about economic justice, and I can see the structures of long-standing evil crumbling despite their brutal last stand, AND WE HAVE THIS MOTHERFUCKER.
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