Hashtag Queer

Wasn’t that a cornerstone of romance: two people benefiting from each other’s experiences?

Which element defines a pine tree? The crisp aromatics? The tips of the needles, soft and angular against my skin? The roughness of the bark? Or the richness of the overall experience that one has beneath its branches? It is all these things with ease, stretching beneath the hardbacked earth enabling it to stand nearer the sun than most terrestrial fauna.

To refuse the performance of femininity is truly transgressive.

Neurolinguist Richard Gregory argues that seeing is entirely hypothesis, reliant on experience and memory. We encounter a particular configuration of shadows and light, and that configuration is then matched to the closest file we have in our database. Your brain is a file clerk, searching for the match. Whatever matches closest is then pulled up and projected onto our mind's silver-screen. And that is what we see—not what we perceive, but what we see. Everyone knows a filing system is unsuccessful without explicit labeling. Labels are language. In essence, language becomes more our eyes, than our eyes.

Hashtag and queer share another similarity: they’re both temporal, representative of a zeitgeist, rooted in a specific place and time, those being here and now.

the term queer is only useful until it's no longer useful—that is, until it’s no longer necessary to identify ourselves by our otherness in order to find acceptance and equality in this world