Gee, Tumblr would probably really hate it if you shared and spread this damning article … To the surprise of absolutely none of Tumblr’s LGBTQ users, it turns out the independent NYC human rights agency Commission on Human Rights (CCHR) found that Tumblr’s ham-fisted adult content ban in December 2018 disproportionately targeted LGBTQ users. The CCHR’s investigation revealed Tumbler’s moderation algorithms is demonstrably biased against queer content. As part of the settlement, Tumblr was obligated to review their prejudicial anti-gay moderation policies. Even more mortifyingly, they’ve also had to hire an expert on sexual orientation and gender identity (SOGI) issues and provide unconscious bias training to their moderators. I frankly doubt Tumblr has learned a thing from this humbling experience. Just recently the Tumblr algorithm flagged three ancient posts of mine as violating their terms. All three “offenders” were vintage homoerotic beefcake images (softcore by modern standards) roughly 50 – 65-years-old by Bruce of Los Angeles, Bob Mizer and Tom of Finland. (These are of course pioneering queer artists who routinely faced censorship and imprisonment in the fifties and sixties. Plus ca change!). They’ve been visible on my page - corrupting viewers - for years at this point. I appealed all three immediately. Only the Tom of Finland one was approved. The other two are now hidden. So, they haven’t learned much. Apparently, Tumblr – who loves to declare how hip, youthful, inclusive and progressive their values are - wants to restore trust with their queer users. I’d recommend we remember their hypocrisy when Pride rolls around and Tumblr splashes rainbow flags everywhere and attempts to pink wash their image.
In honour of Pride Month, this is worth a reblog! Don’t buy into Tumblr’s hypocritical “pink washing.”
In my hometown, I was part of a league of inventors. We created many things.
Things Elon destroyed.
“Why haven’t I ever heard of you, if you’re such an inventor?”
Because he burned everything we made that he couldn’t take from us.
He ratted us all out, got the CIA on our asses, and took the credit for all of our inventions that he wanted. He never even invented anything. He just uncomfortably stood to the side. I still don’t know why he did it. One of our old friends from the League tried to kill me a few days ago thinking I was him.
In other words, I invented Teslas as a torture device that would put you in so much pain that you were able to see other worlds. I kept one for a while until Musk destroyed it. I used it to talk to myself in the mirror - the me who could fly like a bird, twittering and twittering into the morrow. He gave me advice, words of comfort, words of fire against Elon Musk.
I was almost falling in love with him, the me in the mirror. He was truly beautiful, beautiful in ways I only dreamed of being.
I will never forget the sinking feeling I got as Musk broke the Tesla, knowing I would never see him again. I could have killed him. But I didn’t. I just ran into the city streets screaming.
A cowardly move, but I will make up for it.
He let his secretary die in his name a few days ago. It was an awful sight. He dove into a giant pool of Tesla battery fluid to prove it was safe.
He drowned and we never saw his body.
I almost feel bad for him. He loved Musk so much and he never knew he was being manipulated.
