Last night I had a dream that tumblr existed as a building in real life? Like, instead of blogs we each had our own room where we would “post” by reading aloud what we wanted to say, and instead of having a dash we had criers who would run around the building telling us whose room to go to next.
At the behest of the criers, I went to the room of someone with the username vulvakitten, where @ozymandias271 was already listening to her read a post aloud. I whispered to Ozy, “do you think she’s a TERF?” Ozy was like “I mean … her username is vulvakitten …”
They then proceeded to get into an argument with vulvakitten about whether it is bad to misgender people, while I slipped out of the room quietly.