After the conquest of Redania, Aleksander of Velen comes to Kaer Morhen. He’s not sure what his place is there - or even if he truly has a place - and the culture of the keep comes as a great shock. But he has nowhere else to go, and with luck, friends, and the help of a very handsome Cat, maybe he will be able to make himself at home. He hopes. All he needs to do is not offend anyone or reveal his shameful weakness, right?
Aiden of the Cats has no idea why the keep’s new nobleman is so fascinating, but he’s definitely not going to pass up any opportunity to find out. If only Aleksander would trust him enough to share his burdens.
And Aren of the Manticores and his four Mantikittens are slowly adjusting to the idea of being in a place of safety at last.
can’t find the post that’s already circulating about this now but there really is no medical privacy in star trek whatsoever. imagine if a stranger walked into your doctor’s appointment and asked for your medical details, your doctor obliged without question, and then the stranger demanded you be killed. bonkers
the rest of this scene is hilarious btw
Futuristic insurance provider
Other people have already pointed this out in the notes, but this show was released from 1987-1991 and HIPAA, the federal law that establishes doctor/patient confidentiality, only passed in 1996.
Doctor patient confidentiality did not exist when this show aired.
So many of the rights you think of as sacred and fundamental and universal and permanent are younger than the average millennial. So many of your legal protections are tacked together with the legal system’s equivalent of tissue paper and elmer’s glue.
my cat is incredibly sweet and wants nothing more than to be within a 5 ft radius of a person at all times, gently chilling in your orbit. he is also VERY, VERY DUMB
it’s a slow morning so husband and I are reading, not making much noise. meanwhile, Barold goes downstairs to use his box and when he comes out, he starts yowling like his lil heart done broke. husband goes to to the top of the stairs all worried like, “Barold, what’s wrong?”
kitty zips back up the stairs and just oozes onto husband’s feet, purring high-powered lawnmower style. the realization hit us both at the same time…
this. boy. this itty bitty kitty boy.
he couldn’t see or hear us for ten continuous seconds, forgot. we. were. home. and immediately burst into tears !!!!
I was just focusing on the fact that you named your cat Barold for the entirety of that post
I want this cat to be named Barold Bluejeans so bad
Here is why hyperinvisibility is just as bad as hypervisbility for a marginalized group:
There are no solid statistics on things like incarceration rates, abuse, suicide and death, sexual assault, sex work, etc. that focus on trans men because if you cull from regular statistics it’s skewed towards misgendering trans men as women due to a lack of comprehensive gender vs sex choices, regular ole transphobia, and of course the need to cover up “controversial” life choices by parents the dead trans person left behind.
We have stats on trans women. Are they perfect? Not at all. But we have stats and they’re growing more accurate, just as they are for men who are victims. This does mean too that statistics are becoming more accurate for trans men as well, but this is still mostly from self-reported data to smaller surveys, which automatically nets a smaller pool than being able to trawl through public records.
I think about this a lot through like male sexual assault statistics and how when I was young the average number of male victims was like 1 in 10 or something while women was 1 in 3 or 2 by the time they’re 18. Now looking at statistics, while women have basically remained the same, men have jumped up to 1 in 3 (nb: this is specifically about sexual assault, not completed rape).
But even RAINN is getting its stats from public record. And it’s just not something that is viable for getting reliable data about trans male victims.
Being a sex-positive personally-sex-repulsed ace is weird cuz like reading about sex? Awesome. Writing about sex? Not much more intolerable than writing about anything else. Sex is good. Sex is normal. Sex is only as important as you let/want it to be. Kinks are natural expressions of sexuality. Sexual purity is a scam. Bodies are nothing to be ashamed of. Sex work is no more exploitative than any other kind of labor. If you touch me I will throw up on you.
prayer to whichever dead catholic person is most appropriate: may I not have to run a whole week of surprise camps on crutches. in a knee brace.
Im agnostic raised liberal protestant, but absolutely the catholics got saints right. Sometimes your problem is so fucking specific you need Some Guy. If you’re listening, Guy of Workers Who Have Strain Injuries,
No fucking WAY, there’s actually a knee injury Guy? Catholicism accidentally reinventing the medical specialty system……
I know you’re wondering: are there slutty pictures of him revealing his knees?
Saint Roch, by Francesco Ribalta, c. 1625, Museo de Bellas Artes, Valencia
[image id: st. Roch staring soulfully and hiking up his robe to show that his thigh has a bubo on it, also sluttily revealing his knees]
