How important do you have to be to have been “assassinated” instead of “murdered”?
That is…a good question
If the motivation is political, then it’s assassination. Otherwise it’s murder. You cannot be assassinated by accident.
If a jilted ex murders the Prince of Placeland, it’s just a murder.
If a jilted ex is also a member of a rival political faction, it may be assassination.
If a jilted ex is driving home in tears and accidentally runs over the Prince of Placeland in the middle of the night in a neighborhood where the streetlights are out because of the prince’s questionable infrastructure policy, it’s manslaughter.
this was originally posted in response to an ask I received. since then, I’ve cleaned it up and added some images for reference. the original ask has done the rounds already, but this revised version is far better.
a reader sent me this question:
why do butches love button-up shirts so much? does business casual/slightly dressy attire have some historical value within the lesbian community or is it just widely considered A Look by butches everywhere?
yes it does – in a few different ways.
partially, it springs from the bar culture of mid-century american lesbian life and the lesbian clubs in europe. many butches of the time were working class. going out to the gay bars was an opportunity to dress up – not just dress up, but butch up. to turn out as fine and handsome as possible, as their authentic selves, in an environment where they were desirable and essential. at a time when other working class women could barely afford one nice dress and the social pressure to gender conform was even more immense, for a butch to have dressy men’s clothes and a place to wear them was affirming of identity and personhood. black studs in particular embraced men’s high fashion and were often in full three-piece suits.
1940s (USA)
USA, 1920s
France, 1930s
France, 1930s
France, 1960s
USA, 1940s
USA, 1940s
France, 1930s
USA, 1940s
USA, 1930s
USA, 1930s
wealthy lesbians in american and british society at the same time and in earlier decades were also able, through their class privilege, to build small private networks. behind closed doors, dressing in men’s clothing was enjoyed and there are some photographs that exist documenting this. these include some of the earliest photos of gender non-conforming lesbians. radclyffe hall was one such lesbian whose wealth enabled her to eventually dress in men’s clothing full time without censure.
Radclyffe Hall with longtime lover Una Troubridge
Radclyffe Hall
Radclyffe Hall
by contrast, a working class butch may have instead been a “passing woman” in order to dress and live as was natural to her rather than having to conform. passing women spent their whole lives as men. sometimes, even their wives did not know they were women until their death.
Billy Tipton, a “passing woman” of the early twentieth century
or at least – they said they didn’t!
male impersonators – “mashers” – were also popular with audiences at the turn of the century in music halls and, later, nightclubs. the novelty was in seeing a woman – considering the extremely strict gender roles of the time, which were also particularly restrictive for women – imitating male mannerisms, speech and dress. incidentally, these performances were often satirical and parodying, undermining the “dominant sex” for everyone to laugh at. male impersonators often found popularity amongst lesbians (some were lesbians themselves) and the ‘perfect illusion’ they delivered on stage no doubt helped create aspirational desire in butches and gender non-conforming women in the audience.
Victorian Masher & Actress
Lily Elise and Adrienne Augarde
Gladys Bentley
Peggy Pierce
Ella Wesner
Vesta Tilley
Hetty King
Victorian Mashers
the social and status role fine men’s clothes carry have a role to play too – men are often presented at their most desirable when they are turned out to the nines in a good suit or tuxedo. for a butch, who does not identify with the ways women are commonly presented as desirable, this is an avenue through which they can feel and be so that is true to who they are.
and, I’m sure many will agree, part of the gut-dropping, knee-weakening erotic impact of butches is the fact they are so completely different to what we’re told to expect women to be. seeing them – and them seeing themselves – presenting as dapper and refined and stylish is a sincerely heady experience (not the only one when it comes to butches of course…). for those of us who are attracted to what was once commonly referred to in our community as “female masculinity”, they show us all the exciting things women can be when they defy the boundaries set to us. a butch in a man’s button-down or a suit is especially brazen and alluring in that regard. and clothes have always had a role to play in self-image due to the significance they hold in society and culture. feeling good in what we’re wearing can be a huge confidence booster. many butches experience discomfort and misery having to wear conventional girls’ clothing growing up. that autonomy of choice is powerful.
Louise, 1940s
unknown, 1900
1910
Anna Moor and Elsie Dale, 1900
ritual is important too – there is a ritual in getting ready to leave the house, especially when we’re dressing up. many gender conforming women take pleasure in the rituals we enact as we dress – it is soothing and satisfying. so it’s unsurprising that butches would also enjoy the ritual of dressing. there is a lot of ritual to dressing in clothes assigned male. repurposed by a butch, that ritual becomes self-actualisation.
there are many other elements of being butch and butchness that have similar significance of course. but this is one.
african-american lesbians had a strong presence in the bar scene and had a vivid butch-fem culture of their own. however, in collecting photos for this piece, I was unable to find many examples of black butches and studs attending in the bars to further illustrate this aspect of history. the book ‘boots of leather, slippers of gold’ is an extensive history of butch-fem culture in the 1940s and 1950s and is inclusive of black butches and fems’ presence and stories.
As a chick married to an ex-cop, I say this all the time to people close to me, but it bears repeating here: No cop is your friend after you’ve been detained.
Get rear ended by a drunk at a red light? That cop will direct traffic around your vehicle, document the accident, sure. Call animal control on your piece of shit neighbor? You’ve got a pretty good chance the officer who shows up helps out in a meaningful way.
But after you’ve been arrested, when a police officer says, “Just be honest with me and I’ll do the same.” or the old “Help me and I’ll help you.” Politely ask for a lawyer. Shake your head. Ignore them. Pretend you’re Hollywood royalty being asked for a selfie. “ …mmmm… Sorry, but no.”
Keep your mouth shut. Don’t do their work for them. Wait for a lawyer.
I worked as a police dispatcher for a year and a half, and I’d agree with this. My cops were generally nice people (and I say this having been on the wrong end of their sirens twice, once before and once after being hired), and they often helped in good ways… on the street. Not so much in the station. Generally speaking (and I know this is oversimplification and is worse in a lot of places but), it went like this:
On the street, you were considered as a person/citizen they have sworn to protect who may have made a mistake or done something wrong.
Once you were in the station, you were considered as a criminal. In the station you are the only one on your side.
Stay safe.
TV and film has you thinking that only guilty people ask for a lawyer. This is not true. The law is complex and difficult and confusing and if you’re being questioned by the police you’re not going to be in your best state of mind. A lawyer is your basic civil right and you should exercise that right. Keep silent, ask for a lawyer, take your legal advice.
Guilty people don’t ask for a lawyer, smart people do.
“Guilty people don’t ask for a lawyer, smart people do.”
Having a brother as a cop, I’m learning that most cops think differently once they become a cop. They get indoctrinated into cop culture and are blinded by that culture that feeds them this concept that “Civilians don’t understand what it’s like being in my shoes” that they genuinely forget what the history of policing was built upon.
Prime example: my brother and I often have conversations about police shootings that get caught on camera and end up all over the media.
My brother often asks “If you didn’t do anything wrong, why act hostile towards the cop if he pulls you over?” His response is to blame the media for creating this culture that feeds into the fear and, there are those who want attention.
I agree and disagree with his statement and we respectfully hash it out time and time again.
This post made me think of those conversations with my brother and the questions he often poses; I am a law abiding citizen, but I still get that curl of dread in my chest when a cop approaches my car or if I see a cop car in my rear view mirror.
It’s not that I’m in fear of that cop (that’s like saying I fear my brother, and I don’t), but I fear the uniform and history and the establishment it represents. I also fear the beliefs of the person wearing that uniform, because I don’t know WHO I’m getting, especially in a country where KKKs and Nazis no longer hide in fear.
Now, I love my brother and honestly, having been raised with him and listening to him and knowing his character I think he is a good cop, but I also think the cop culture has clouded his judgments on certain things.
I have a friend who is in the process of becoming a cop, and I, on the other hand, have experience working in the legal field… two different sides to the same coin. Both are meant to uphold the law, but cops tend to look at people as criminals while lawyers look at them as people (and, honestly, often times as victims of a corrupt system, which it is, both here and in the US).
I would like to believe that the majority if people initially get into policing for the right reasons. The issue is how the power corrupts them once they have it. The same thing happens to prison gaurds, and basically any other profession where a person has power over another person.
Don’t talk to the cops!!!! Linking to the National Lawyers Guild, who has some great and short “Know your rights” information.