Anonymous asked:
How do I lose all sense of shame?
"I am here to retrieve Faith," Sister Gloria told the red robed quartermaster.
"There are 53 weapons in this arsenal designated 'Faith'," the techpriest replied. "Provide additional details"
"It is a bolt pistol."
"There are 18 bolt pistols designated 'Faith'. Provide additional details."
"It has a purity seal on it, and a skull instead of a fleur de lis?"
The techpriest sighed tiredly, uncharacteristically for its ilk, and then held up a mechadendrite with 3 digits raised. "Three bolt pistol fit that description. Please provide additional detail."
Sister Gloria's cheeks flushed and she raised her chin in prideful defiance of her embarrassment and frustration. "On the base of the grip is a heart with the words 'Gloria + Victoria' inscribed in it."
The techpriest nodded its thanks. "I will retrieve your weapon, sister."
In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.
Me taking my hypothetical children to pride:
See that man in the dog mask? He's playing a game of make believe with his friends to have fun, just like we do! See how his tail is wagging?
See that man with a gun? He's part of a violent institution that serves the ruling elite and upholds white supremacy. Fifty years ago he would have been raiding all these bars and arresting us all. He could shoot you in the face right now and probably not even lose his job. If he tries to talk to you, remember to say, "I won't speak with you unless I have an attorney present."