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For my trans cousins (for we ARE family, cis-ish as I may be, and cis as I must come to you): I wish to share knowledge from Pratchett's I Shall Wear Midnight. It is the story of a witch blamed for whatever ills befall those "in charge" and how she deals with that problem.

By which, I mean to say, their feelings are a ball of fantasy rolling downhill, gathering snow. So knock that snow out of it. Bring their feelings to reality. Make them see the real consequences of their actions.

For my trans cousins (for we ARE family, cis-ish as I may be, and cis as I must come to you): I wish to share knowledge from Pratchett's I Shall Wear Midnight. It is the story of a witch blamed for whatever ills befall those "in charge" and how she deals with that problem.

In it you will find much humor, for that is his way, but first and firmly is his wisdom. You have done nothing wrong. Never shout it, like you've got something to hide. Just firmly, and truthfully remind everyone. Your existence is true and it harms no one. Make it their job for burden of proof.

“Because she likes people,” said the witch, striding ahead. “She cares about ’em." I want to tell people about the soul and center of witching one day. The big long monolog that has you hanging on Pratchett's tongue. But tonight, this will do. It's multiple posts long, after all.

I could lack funds for days, weeks, maybe months... but they'll never kick me out. I'm their witch. What would happen if they ejected me? What would happen when they lacked food to eat, and people to look after the babies? This is how we fight. Be your witch. It all evens out in the end.

“Because she likes people,” said the witch, striding ahead. “She cares about ’em." I want to tell people about the soul and center of witching one day. The big long monolog that has you hanging on Pratchett's tongue. But tonight, this will do. It's multiple posts long, after all.

That's america... it's any place really... but the real America is that place where people remember the good you do... and they pay you back in kind... its not the rich models squeezing money from turnips and stone. It's honest people underpaid, and compensated in greater understanding.

“Because she likes people,” said the witch, striding ahead. “She cares about ’em." I want to tell people about the soul and center of witching one day. The big long monolog that has you hanging on Pratchett's tongue. But tonight, this will do. It's multiple posts long, after all.

My grandmother was a witch. She didn't know it... but she made her community remember good done without asking. They rented their plot for a song and anytime rent went up, theirs didn't. Like she was reminding people of good done... of good that needed doing.

“Because she likes people,” said the witch, striding ahead. “She cares about ’em." I want to tell people about the soul and center of witching one day. The big long monolog that has you hanging on Pratchett's tongue. But tonight, this will do. It's multiple posts long, after all.

I dont think this is the way to share this the way I want... but... here goes.

You will watch, When the cops remove your barber From existence. You will watch, When the rest of your nation falls because You’re the one good person With a gun.

I dont think this is the way to share this the way I want... but... here goes.

How interesting the fights are, In the middle of Walmart. Couples squabble about dinner, And you watch. Two people just picked up a new game, And you watch. Did those two guys just kiss and laugh? And you watch. Your neighbor Is not a neighbor.

I dont think this is the way to share this the way I want... but... here goes.

Indiana Right Now Down the street, in negative degree weather A bar fight has started. They should have gone home, They can’t stay here. Three buildings down, A woman is screaming rape, But the walls are just thick enough, That it’s only a domestic dispute.

I live in the magical world of southern Indiana. People are generally conservative here, but they don't want to deal with people, they just want to carry on and be left alone. Ironically, they also want to be all up in people's business, but just to watch... p 1/?

Get a big enough school monitor, and they'll fold immediately, especially if that school monitor has a really good glare. I'd like to imagine we are Lancre. Small country village with a couple witches who make the whole thing work. In reality, we are crazy town. But weirdly democratic about it.

I live in the magical world of southern Indiana. People are generally conservative here, but they don't want to deal with people, they just want to carry on and be left alone. Ironically, they also want to be all up in people's business, but just to watch... p 1/?