Gimme A "Q!"

Milo woke up this moring thinking about zir pals who used to be in the Pirate Cheerleaders.  They were a local-to-Milwaukee troupe of radical queer and less-queer women who would perform around the city.  They were angry and funny and feminist and kicked serious ass.  They were also part of a larger movement of radcal cheerleaders at the turn of the millenia.  Lucky for QZAP that we managed to get a copy of their cheerzine before they disbanded to work on other rad projects.


gay, straight or rainbow clad
sex is sex and none of it's bad
get god outta my pants
hey jesus, lay off this!

No Apology

No Apology #1 is very much a slice of it's time.  It's a zine that's also a record label catalog.  It's angry and self-righteous and a little smug in equal amounts.  We're not really too sure what to say about it, other than it's new to the digital archive as of this week.

Put the star in Trans*

Here's this nice guy.  He likes to wear skirts and dresses and women's clothes.  It's not kinky for him... not really.  He identifies as a transvestite, one of least talked about *** when we talk about Trans* folk.  In his zine Blue Floral Gusset he talks about it.  About wearing skirts full time, and how the world reacts.  Also, this guy... he like heavy metal, and Doctor Who and hanging with his housemates, as you shall see if you read through...


Sometimes Monday is nice and easy, and sometimes it's rough and tumble.  This particular Monday is more the latter.  It calls for an extra shot of espresso, some queercore turned up real loud to drown out the traffic, and maybe that special scent of permanent markers tagging the bathroom stall, telling the world that indeed, we are 2QT2BSTR8.  As a distraction, and following with the theme of the day, let's all share in the delight that is 1991's QT#1 by the QT Collective.