It's Okay To Use Things That Are Typically Associated With Young Children. Diapers, Bibs, Pacifers, Sippy

As we strive to be more inclusive in theatre and specifically on Broadway, we also need to have the discussion on how much it is appropriate to but actors through. 

Stories about bigotry and the history of it are very important, and in a space like Broadway where you are performing the show over and over, for eight shows a week for a year or more, that can be incredibly taxing. And yes, they are professionals, and part of being professional is being able to hold up a healthy divide between performance and real life, but let me ask you this: If you were doing a show where you were playing a character who got called ugly all throughout the show, would you as the actor be able to go home every night feeling perfectly fine and not having taken those comments to heart? Probably not. And just being called ugly is of course no where near the same level as experiencing racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, antisemitism, Islamophobia, etc.

One example of this is the taunting scene in West Side Story, (trigger warning for mentions of sexual assault) a show that is already about gang fighting between one with white members, the Jets, and one who’s members are from Puerto Rico, the Sharks. In the scene if you haven’t seen it, Anita, who is Latina, is pinned down and sexually harassed by members of the Jets. As you can imagine, it’s incredibly hard to watch. And if you are in the very large group of people who have survived sexual assault, especially a woman, ESPECIALLY a woman of color, it can be extremely triggering to see, let alone perform. In fact, Rita Moreno, who played Anita, found the scene incredibly hard to do, as it brought back her own memories of sexual assault. And that was in the movie. I can only imagine how horrible it would be to do eight nights a week in front of over a thousand people.

Clearly, good and accurate representation in theatre and all forms of art does not mean stories that are always about the oppression of whichever group you are trying to represent. It’s about finding that balance between those stories, which are important, and stories that show members of disenfranchised communities not having to face bigotry constantly. And while we work to find that balance, we must remember that just because the bigot is someone playing a character does not mean that the bigotry isn’t real to the person on the receiving end. 

Demons & Drag pt. 3

DISCLAIMER!!!! TRANSPHOBIC SLUR IS USED. IM SORRY, I HATE IT TOO.

Also a Disney song is quoted. I didn’t come up with it obviously.

Surri sat in the back row of Leh, Jem’s club/bar. She watched as Anitri talked to some of the drag queens of to the side, noticing his occasional glances in her direction.

He had already briefed her on their target for tonight.

Lacy Budwick, a genocidal politician, who is allegedly supposed to show up here tonight for a meeting.

Jem insisted that the twins tell them when they plan to “get rid of” someone so they can advise them on where and how, mostly to ensure they don’t ruin anymore of their carpet.

Surri watched the specific drag queen that Jem had told her went by Mother of F’s, she was a tall lady with a white wig and dramatic green makeup. She had on a skin tight, emerald green dress that only reached her mid thigh. She had chains dangling around her neck and a smile on her face as she greeted patrons that came through the door.

After awhile, a lady in a power suit with blonde hair in what Surri could only describe as a Karen bob, with a scar along her jaw, walked through the door.

Target acquired.

“Welcome to Leh, I hope you have a wonderful evening, darling.” Mother of F’s said in a sweet voice to the woman.

“Whatever t****y, get out of my way.” Miss Bullshit spat.

“I beg your pardon?” the bewildered queen questioned.

“I said move it, t****y.” Said unwelcome politician.

Surri watched as Jem, or Coco Rose, seemingly materialized next to the two.

“Do we have a problem here?” asked the towering queen.

“The only problem is that this, t****y, won’t get out of my way.”

The flower covered queen looked down at Miss Budwick with a look of mild disgust.

“Excuse me, but we don’t tolerate that word choice here. I’m gonna have to ask you to apologize to this queen, for it is absolutely impolite and intolerant to degrade someone who outranks you; especially when they have done nothing wrong.”

“Why would I listen to a t****y like you?”

Upon hearing this, Coco Rose snapped three fingers and the lights shut off. A few seconds later, a spot light shown down on Coco Rose, center stage.

“Don’t you disrespect me little lady.”

Neon lights started to slowly light up.

“Don’t you derogate, or deride.”

The stage lights spread to show a very creole set.

“You’re in my world now, not your world.”

The two spotlights showed two of the other Queens, Delphine Lulu and Mother of F’s.

“And I’ve got friends on the other side,” Coco Rose said with a wink towards Surri as the other queens murmured the line over.

Surri questioned what the wink meant for only a second while the Queen continued their performance. They wanted Surri to act now.

She walked behind the bar, only getting a glance from Rue Dolly, the Queen on bar duty, before he went back to cleaning glasses.

She reached under the cabinet and found what she was looking for.

Arsenic.

Surri mixed a simple drink and shook the toxin in. She then carried it over to where Miss Bullshit was sitting.

Then returned to the bar to watch the magic happen.

After Coco Roses set was complete, Delphine Lulu took center stage for his set. Coco Rose made their way through the crowd, towards the bar. They met Surri’s eyes with a inquisitive look. Surri nodded.

She then felt her phone buzz.

She pulled it from her pocket to see Anitri questioning her on her progress.

“Just watch her and if she leaves follow her,” Surri texted in response, “She won’t last long.”

As the sets went on Surri helped Rue Dolly clean glasses while the temporary bartender was mixing drinks. On a normal day, Emily would bartend but from what Surri had heard from Jem, Emily was currently visiting her mother and would be back in a few days.

Surri felt a buzz and checked her phone.

“She’s on the move.” The text from Anitri read.

She placed the glass in her hand on the counter and slide out from behind the bar. She followed her brothers tail that she saw slip through the door. When she found him he was watching the intolerant politician, lean against the side of the building with saliva running down her chin as she clutched her stomach. She was only visible in the darkness due to the neon pink sign shining on her. Anitri nudged her convulsing body into an ally where she fell onto her side and let out choked gurgling noises, jerking and drooling until those noises stopped and the color drained from her eyes.

Another one bites the dust.

Anitri turns to Surri, a look that was hard to read in his eyes, and nodded as if to reassure her that the retched lady was dead.

Then they both headed back inside, took a seat in the back row and acted like nothing happened and they had been watching the show all along.

ron’s gone wrong was AMAZING, holy crap. why isn’t anyone else talking about this movie? i’ve only found like, 3 fanarts?? and all the stuff in the tag is just news?

this movie is already underrated imo, and it’s RT score deserves to be WAY higher. it’s so funny, it’s emotional, the animation is spectacular. can’t believe this is only locksmith’s first movie!!! i think any movie with the voice of jack dylan grazer is gonna have me laughing like a hyena.

i think it coming out the same year as the mitchells vs. the machines hurt it tbh, and it never really had any huge expensive PR campaigns and/or drama.

but GOD this movie deserves all the buzz. go see it.

Not my dad having called me a slur used for physically disabled people anytime I was injured or in pain during my childhood, long before I was diagnosed with my disability. I didn’t know it was a slur at the time.

Not me assuming that after I actually was diagnosed with a physical disability that he would stop calling me that out off respect or at least ask me if I mind. No one really cares about a child understanding words that are meant to be used as an insult because if they don’t teach them they’re an insult they think they can get away with it. That’s not good.

But I was having a bad pain day and my dad once again called me the G word, which not everyone knows.

He didn’t say it in front of anyone other than me and my mom, and he didn’t say it in an insulting way, however he has a tendency to say rude and cruel things with no intention of them being either (or with the intent but not caring)

I don’t actually have issues with the word itself on reference to me. Gimp(y) and Cripple aren’t words that I am afraid to use to describe me but I don’t need my father to assume I’m okay with using it as an adjective.

I wonder how he’d react to me referring to him as it? Another chronic pain haver who happens to use a cane on occasion.

Hmm

Ok so at this point I've had two people roll up to me in manual wheelchairs, well, one of them was somebody pushing somebody who was nonverbal at the time, but it still counts. They asked me why I had zip ties around my tires.

It's winter where I'm living and we have really bad snow. And the snow plow people are really bad at their jobs probably because there aren't snow plow people who clean sidewalks. As a solution I got to thinking about how I could increase the traction on my wheels. And the most redneck thing I could think of was taking a bunch of zip ties and tying them around my wheels. They last surprisingly long, and work surprisingly well. It's basically the same premise as chains for your tires during the winter.

I chose to space them out pretty evenly so there's about one for every spoke. You could probably do more or less depending on how many you want and how much traction you get but I wouldn't go more than three per spoke. I realize that it's a bit later in the winter, and I probably should have made a post about this sooner, but I came up with it about a week ago. So please share this, even if you're not disabled, because there are tons of people I know who are stuck in their houses because they can't get around in the snow. A pack of zip ties costs about $5, which compared to $200 knobby snow tires is a big save, and if you want to invest you could get colored zip ties.

THIS!!! I personal have nightmares about my teeth falling out if I forget to brush them once, so I just kinda have to, but I know some people just... can’t. But I really hope y’all try! Your health, mental and physical are important.

“if you can’t brush your teeth that’s fine uwu one step at a time” posts are supportive and that’s great but I’m about to have a 4.4k$ dental bill because I wasn’t taking care of my teeth when I was super depressed so uhh brush your fuckin teeth

So I only got diagnosed last week right? I’ve been in pain for years but I never had a name for it that explained the extreme it would go to.

Well today I was walking around with some of my friends getting ready for the show we are putting on and I open the door for them and right after they walk in my hip shoots pain and I hit the deck, unable to get up because of pain.

I don’t know wtf happened, but my hip has hurt ever since regardless of position, sitting, standing, laying

So the prop department is lending me a cane, but can anyone tell me what could possibly have happened?

“You’re too young to be so tired”

Madame my brain is melting out my eyes from exhaustion, will you shut up

“You’re too young to be in pain”

I will end you.

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If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals