frauddogg [they/them, null/void]

<Coronet of the Crashout> Fraud Dogg, <the Black Assad>.

https://readsettlers.org/ || Never surrender, never retreat. || Nasrallah lives on

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Cake day: September 23rd, 2024

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  • But there’s also a certain expectation of “flamboyance” from the gay community, or you’re “not gay enough” and I think a lot of self-identifying queer peeps are to blame.

    I feel this is due to a noticeably high level of what I’ve come to call “the ladder-puller generation” among gay folk. Y’know, the white faux-upper-class guys or girls who got the white collar job, do everything in their power to maintain a pristine aura of political ‘good-one-ness’ even when it means throwing their disadvantaged supposed-kin under the nearest bus. The ones who pulled up the ladders behind them as soon as they got to ‘routine brunch-goer’ level. I put it on them, and the compatibles that just welcome cops and corporations into Pride when it was supposed to be a riot against those forces.

    If someone isn’t loudly and proudly out around me, if someone goes to bat for rainbow-washers that shuck and jive for thirty days just to pump extra profit, then I automatically assume they’re a ladder-puller that would sell me out to whoever for whatever if it meant they could get a little bit further in the cosplay-cishettry that is their life; because sometimes, it’s the ladder-puller gays that are more dangerous to us than the cishet settlers.

    tl;dr, they might fuck like us, but they not like us; and it’d take a near-government level background check for me to trust someone like that.







  • Nobody cares about settler anecdotes; not when very recent mass-market slop (I have no respect for A Song of Ice and Fire; especially not after the ‘Grimdark Low Fantasy for people who would rather be watching the Sopranos’ adaptation) provides a much more likely outcome for why this phrase is back in the zeitgeist than a poem from the 1800s.

    Amerikans don’t read poetry anymore; if they even read at all. Midwesterners, man; I’d rather talk to a seaboard elitist than some of you crackers



  • “Who hurt you?”

    These days, that’s shorthand for “I’m an emotionally stunted liberal who is so incapable of self-reflection that anyone who disagrees with a point I have must be acting from a place of unresolved trauma”. It’s always felt like people-who-definitely-used-to-post-to-4chan burning extra words to get to the r-slur they so desperately want to use; but with the exact kind of plausible deniability that gets their squishy bits either hard or wet.