you can pin and mount me like a butterfly


I feel so wrong. Please stop calling me a girl, please please please, it hurts my ears to hear “she”, “her”, I would rather be “it”. It makes me sick to know that everyone sees me as this thing that I’m not.

I’m a boy, I’m male, I don’t just want to be, I AM, I feel it, I’ve always felt it and I have moved from being stuck in the middle to being certain of my position on this spectrum and it hurts. Everything is wrong and my body is disgusting and I do not like this I just want to be right, I want people to know what I am and who I am, I’m fine with confusing people but I desperately want to be taken at face value as male.

This is so fucked up oh God I’m so fucked up

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In the 17th century the French physician Patin described the case of a local woman who had ‘turned to wood’. This ‘wood’ was actually bone and the woman possessed an incredibly rare condition that caused her muscles to be slowly turned to bone.

Fibrodysplasia Ossificans Progressiva or FOP, as the condition is know by today, affects 1 of 2 million people with varied severity. The condition is a genetic mutation in which the bodies of those affected cannot switch off the mechanism that grows the skeleton in the womb. Also, any small injury to connective tissue – muscles, ligaments, and tendons – results in the formation of hard bone around the damaged site. As it is a spontaneous genetic mutation, a FOB child can be born of normal parents – however persons with the condition have a 50% chance of passing the traits on to their offspring. As the hereotopic (extra) bone growth only becomes painfully obvious after a few years – 10 being the average – the only sign of the condition observable in an infant is malformed big toes. It is not until the second skeleton begins to form and mobility becomes severely restricted that the condition becomes evident.

Persons with FOP have been involved in sideshow and curio displays for centuries. Those with the condition were commonly called ‘ossified men’ or ‘stone men’, ‘The Ossified Man’ became a popular attraction. An ossified woman named Miss Emma Shaler once even shared billing with Harry Houdini in 1894. Strangely enough the ossified individual became quite a common attraction – likely due to the fact that it was a Marvel easily faked.

For those with the condition, life was far from easy. Movement was severely hampered and, in many cases, movement involved little more than lips and inner workings. The money these ossified men and women earned while on display paid for much needed medical attention. Many were often attended to during display by hired nurses. Few were able to eat anything, and their jaws became fused, and many had to sustain themselves on liquid diets. Thus many individual with the condition appeared incredibly gaunt and sickly. Most died quite young of pneumonia or other ailments that fed upon the sickly.

Harry Raymond Eastlack (pictured above) was born in the early 1930’s and was one of the last modern ossified men presented as a curiosity. He died of pneumonia in 1973, and his case is particularly notable because shortly before his death, he made it known that he wanted to donate his body to science. The gesture was in the hopes that in death he would be able to help find a cure for this rare and somewhat cruel disease. As per his wishes, his preserved skeleton now resides in The Mütter Museum in Philadelphia. Mr. Eastlack remains the best documented Stone Man in history.


read more about the condition or Harry (who is pictured above and whose bones are found in the  Mutter museum)

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New French Extremity or French New-Wave are terms for transgressive films by French directors in the 21st century. Though many critics refer to these films as ‘torture-porn’, others compare it to America’s 1970’s exploitation cinema. These films typically have social or political themes, body horror or a strong, female lead.

Films listed above : Sheitan, Martyrs, Frontier(s), Inside, High Tension, Ils