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The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
by Emilie Autumn

Emilie Autumn’s insights about bipolar disorder and mental health care were extremely fascinating.

The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls is a large, glossy coffee table book, and though it is kind of heavy its weight is overshadowed by its beauty. Inside, the pages are glossy and in full color, complete with photos, drawings and writings by Emilie herself.

The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls is a mind fuck blend of fiction and reality. The nonfictional portion consists of “hospital entries” written by Autumn, documenting her horrible stay in the mental health ward of a hospital. This book is clearly very personal the Emilie Autumn, it includes her Cutting Diary, Suicide Diary and Drug Diary. (MAY BE TRIGGERING) I admire the fact that she would share something so personal with her fans.

The fictional portion follows her alter-ego, Emily, a poor Victorian violin-prodigy sent to a fancy girl’s music school to pursue her gift. What Emily doesn't know is that upon “graduation” the girls are sold off to different masters, where they must live under torture and slavery. Emily’s master is awful and cruel, but with the help of her maid they both escape, and with their master hot on their trail, they decide it better to jump off the bridge in double suicide than to be captured and taken back.

Emily wakes up on the cold ground behind a cathedral, with soaking wet corpses all around her, all dragged from the water. Left cold and alone, Emily ends up a beggar, wandering the streets with soaked clothes, and nowhere to go. She soon finds herself jailed for stealing bread, and this eventually leads her to the Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls.

The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls is a large dingy hospital full of girls, rats and Mengele-like doctors. The inmates are forced to endure outdoor showers that consist of being blasted with ice water, and are subject to bleedings with leeches and life-threatening experiments that often lead to death. On top of this, they are often forced into sexual encounters at the profit of the Asylum.

Emily grows weak as she watches the death cart remove bodies of dozens of girls nightly. She makes friends with a group of eccentric girls including the Captain and Veronica, and together they keep each other slightly happier. Emily also makes friends with the rats, who ensure she has paper to piece together her thoughts and send them to Emilie in the hospital. Together Emily, her friends and the rats decide they must take revenge on their detainers and take charge of the Asylum.

Andrew

Comic Must Have!!!

If you aren't already, you need to go check out the New Harley Quinn series. It is part of the "New 52." #0, #1 and #2 are out already and it is really good. It has also been really really popular and flying off the shelves as quick as the comic book stores seem to get it in. You really need to go check it out. It is totally on my MUST HAVE list.

New Comic Book Wednesday

Today is Wednesday, so you know what that means... NEW COMICS! If you are in the Lancaster County Pennsylvania area check out The Comic Den. If he doesn't have it he can find it for you. And have a great day everyone.

Five Ways to end Transphobia

FOX News’ Keith Ablow: ‘no such thing as transgender people’

"Never mind that Dr. Ablow’s area of expertise does not include trans matters, or that his claims have been thoroughly debunked, but the real danger here is the tens of thousands of transgender kids that continue to be harmed by the cast of FOX News.

Reasonable people, it would seem, would want to back themselves with a truckload of solid scientific research before contributing further to the current, woefully high, transgender suicide attempt rate."

Let them know how you feel about this, by Petitioning Fox News:
https://www.change.org/petitions/fox-news-stop-targeting-trans-transgender-and-gender-diverse-people

http://lexiecannes.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/fox-news-keith-ablow-no-such-thing-as-transgender-people/

I am man enough to be human

From Athens Boys Choir’s spoken word

I’m man enough to swish a hip and sashay you say?
Shoot I ain’t afraid to pierce a titty and swear and spit and all that shit
I’m man enough to be homosexual, heterosexual, metro-fucking-sexual
System testable without testicles,
a spectacle in ladies’ rooms cause I’m man enough, 
a spectacle in mens’ room cause I’m not…man enough?

Shoot I’m man enough to wear ladies’ panties and still. call them. panties.
Anyways, what is a man? What is a man? WHAT IS A MAN?
See I was a woman beforehand,
raised a girl before
what makes the man?
Culturally we make the man, socially we raise the man.
Ask my parents, they’ll understand.
Tell you I was daughter before son, and
still today I make a lousy one…

I was, a, tomboy, I ran to boy things, man things,
lesbian tendencies drove me to identify sexually,
gave excuses for my gender inadequacies.
Now questionin’ t, strappin’ down my boobies
Yes I said boobies, excussse me.
Years pass, by,
and it seems I’m always transfixed on some sort of
transformation, transmission from brain relayed to blank pages.
Paper, pen in hands reminding me I am man enough to be human,
I am man enough to be human
I am man enough to be human
I AM MAN ENOUGH TO BE HUMAN
I knew men dedicated to my true plan to expose
pronouns as a weapon.

There’s a gender box I’m choosin’ not to check in
so, check to a new you, and,
unwind that pronoun that binds you.

Gender’s more than the sex they assign you.
Sex is more than the gender they assign you.
Gender’s more than the sex they assign you.
Sex is more than the gender they assign you.

So I do the real you and stick to the, true you,
and I’ll be androgyny, the ability to live between,
transcending not trendsetting, transgender’s the word I mean.
Trans around, not found, on either. side. of the gender slide.
Yeah, I resist ‘em when I’m told to pick one

Dismiss ‘em when they fit me for a label that only half suits me
Nah, I don’t need that shit to lift me up, or,
break me down, or ground me into pieces for my complete being caught,
anarchy caught, noncomformity.
Yeah, there’s lots of words in the dictionary but not one
that fits wholly inside me.

Plus, we got this stupid. social. binary vocabulary
turning transman to half-life, half-man,
confusing transgender with transluscence,
a, watered down version looking for conversion
from a liquid to a solid state.

See there’s always something behind the name,
blocking our vision of forward terrain.
Well I’m ascending to planes with no label restrained
I’m feeling too free for four walls now peelin’, revealin’,
all of the above.

discrimination

Today we went out to eat at a wonderful new place that opened in our area called Batten's Corner. It has really good food. While we were there we had a really great waiter. He was really really good. We saw something though that made me so mad. The people sitting close to us had the same great waiter but when they went to leave I heard the wife say to the husband about not leaving this wonderful waiter a tip because of the fact that he was gay. This made me so mad. What does the sexuality of this great waiter have to do with anything? He did his job and he did it very well. The husband said to her "yeah, but we shouldn't judge" and he put down one dollar for a tip. I had heard that things like this happen sometimes but to be sitting next table over when it happened.....It made me so mad I started shaking. He sexuality should have nothing to do with his tip