As queer and trans organizers and organizations, we recognize that the struggle for immigrant justice is inextricably linked to our struggle for liberation, we recognize that the structures that regulate immigrants' bodies developed historically alongside the structures that regulate queer and trans bodies and that those structures operate using interconnected logics, we recognize that queer and trans immigrants, especially undocumented immigrants, are at extremely high risk in this current moment, where ICE operations are expanding in our city, and we recognize that for many queer and trans immigrants being detained means being sexually assaulted while in captivity as well as being incarcerated or killed upon arrival to their home countries. Given this, we stand in firm solidarity with our immigrant neighbors and call for the abolition of ICE, borders, and the police. ¡EL PUEBLO UNIDO JAMÁS SERÁ VENCIDO!
Hey Cbus friends! 🔥🧊It’s time for us to hit the streets and demand that our Franklin County Municipal Courts require ICE agents to show a signed warrant (ironically by a judge) before entering our courts. 💥Over the past few months groups have been putting pressure on judges to take action. Thousands have sent emails and made phone calls. We have to continue to put pressure. 🫶🏽Our Common Pleas Court, City Officials and Mayor have already taken action. ⭐️ Every day that passes without them (municipal judges) taking action, more people get abducted. We have to stand up and stop anyone who is disregarding the 4th amendment in OUR Constitution! Join us Tuesday 7am and bring some friends!
Immigrant Justice and Trans Liberation: a panel discussion featuring 1st and 2nd generation trans/enby immigrants hosted by Trans Experimental Action. Come to the main library auditorium 12-1:30PM on January 3rd, 2026, to learn how immigration relates to gender, sex, and sexuality!
Flyer by @ruby_isnt_real
MOVED TO TOPIARY PARK!!!
Stop by and hang out with folks from TEA this Saturday at Italian Village Park 11-6. Stonewall’s continuous history of collaborating with cops, and targeting Black and queer activists, makes the festival unsafe for our community so we decided to move locations. Hang out with us instead for some food, water, or some fun pride memorabilia, games art, and much more!! Bring food to pass out! Bring clothing to donate! Bring whatever you want to be given to fellow queers! Please Mask!!
Thank you so much for an amazing community who called us out, and made sure that we made this event as safe and accessible as we could! Please teach yourself about the Black Pride 4, and about queer history in Columbus! Please check out and support @bqic.ohio and @columbuscommunitypride
A huge shout out to @_willowillow_ for the amazing drawing used in the design <3
This post is months late but I don’t care. During my fall break instead of going back with my folks and having thanksgiving, or having a friend give in Chicago, I piled in a car with one close friend and two kinds of strangers and traveled 10 hours down to Ashville. Through conversations of art, drug use, gender identity, and forming, long stretch breaks at gas stations smoke breaks. A small nondenominational Asian restaurant with four green teas, please. We arrived late, the house a glow with my astigmatism, down a road we missed multiple times. Masking until COVID tests came out negative, shut off from the two active dogs who wanted nothing more than our attention. It’s hard to not write this week in lists, when I attempt to describe it in any other manner it doesn’t come out right. It’s a time that I often reflect upon now, something exemplarily of how I want to spend my life and who I want to spend it with. The chaos of disaster relief paled in comparison to the folks who I stayed with, the folks I worked with, and the kindness they extended to me. It is nothing compared to what happened to me afterward, what is happening now. I grieve the loss of this time, and secretly, internally, cheered when we had to travel hours back due to a forgotten laptop. Something that would mean that I got home around 2 am, but I would spend an extra precious hour in their house, and grab a sourdough starter, which I don’t know if it’s alive anymore.
To my hosts. Thank you. I know this was a very dynamic time in your lives, shrouded in changes to come and those of the past. You are a part of what made this trip so special, I should have trusted in our mutual friend but I was still so worried on the way down, you were everything I could have expected and more. In both of you, I saw so much that I wanted to be, and how I wanted to live my life with others. I can’t wait to see you guys again <3
This mutual aid ask is for an organizer with the Illinois union of the Homeless. A series of medical issues have led to her being disabled, which led to her getting fired from her job. She quickly lost her housing and access to food within 48 hours. Combined with being in medical debt, she is in desperate need of money to get some stability. The stress of being homeless and without access to food is exacerbating her medical condition.
Our friend, who needs to remain anonymous, is one of the kindest, most genuinely caring people we know. She spends her free time volunteering and doing community organizing from taking trips to do disaster relief to providing medical care for unhoused folks, to doing medical translation at free clinics, to running countless fundraisers for other people. She has worked tirelessly through worsening medical conditions to help others.
If you have the means, can we return some of the compassion and kindness that she has shown to others to her and help her out! This money will be used to get her stable housing, access to food, and pay off the medical debt she accrued.
Please consider donating however much is comfortable — every little bit helps. Feel free to reach out to with questions! Scan the QR codes to donate directly to the Venmo or to the chuffed campaign! Link for the chuffed campaign in the bio
lifes been a chaotic mess as of the last couple months: two moves within a couple months of each other, summer school, and event after event. its been honestly nice.
text on second slide from Disco Elysium
Arm Trans Women sticker by ATF Firearm Instructions
text on third slide by @lora__mathis
manga on third slide is Witch Hat Atelier
donald trump meme on 3/4 slide by @yacineMTB on tw
comic on fourth slide by @shhhitsfine on Tumblr
Lucky Star meme on fourth slide by unknown
Holy shit man first post in three months. The beginning of this semester in chicago was the best worst time I’ve had in a long while, im genuinely so thankful for all of the stupid fun times I had with my freinds. I love yall sm, I already spent to much time editing this, im not going to write anything more. Fuck you, I love you.
This post is dedicated to probably one of my favorite films of all time Throw Away Your Books, Rally in the Streets, by Japanese new wave director Shūji Terayama. I stumbled upon this film one night a couple months ago, after doing some deep dive into some other person. Watched it without knowing anything and fell deeply in love.
The film starts with our unnamed protagonist berating the audience for just sitting there, not participating not doing anything — this message apparent throughout the film, from the title to the last scene. It wants you the audience to participate, to do something to make or destroy. This is a film deeply concerned with the medium, deeply concerned on what it means to be a film and work on a film crew. It understands what can happen if you focus on political thought, theory, ideology in a film. What can happen when every part of the film is deeply entrenched with it. These thoughts, are uncollected disorganized, and incomplete, as I’ve seen this film one and a half times; but I felt like I wanted to say something, maybe it’s because im procrastinating working.
“ Instead of offering the viewer an ideal image of how the political subject should be, Terayama shows through his characters the alienation that, from the point of view of this existentialist paradigm, moves the masses; he shows their desires, their fears, their disorientation and their frustrations, their experience regardless of convictions, well defined values and rational plans. At the same time, Terayama renounces as far as possible the position of the intellectual vanguard by pointing out throughout the film, via artificializing devices, that what the spectator is watching is not an objective and closed truth but a subjective construction opened to her/his reflection and imagination as an active subject. “
— THROW AWAY YOUR BOOKS, RALLY IN THE STREETS: THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN INTELLECTUALS AND MASSES IN TERAYAMA SHŪJI’S CINEMA By FERRAN DE VARGAS
Photos from my last year in the Boreal household, with my fantastic old roomate @heliosfavoritepigeon and my dear older brother. It was a house of transition. Transitional periods in my life, in who I am and in friendships. I came to the realization I was transfem in here, came out, and started transitioning. I grew closer to myself, and understood who I wanted to be. I also did nothing, I don’t know if that was bad or not, maybe I just focused on my mental health and that’s ok. But I don’t think I really made anything great there, or took advantage of my time. But that’s ok. When I think back to this year, I want to cry, not of sadness, but I don’t really understand why. Some day I will make a longer piece detailing my time there. But for now im thankful for everything, beyond thankful for my fantastic neighbors (WYATT I LOVE YOU SM). Im thankful for the place of respite this house was.
