I clicked on a perfectly well meaning and well written thing about how I should "know my rights" and now I feel incredibly anxious.

Look, I can "know my rights" in say, airports to opt out of body scanners that tend to cause problems for trans people.

But, being honest, this is not remotely a good experience. In fact, it has on occasion been dire enough that I exercised my right to wrote a complaint letter.

Yay my rights.

And, indeed, by the time one has to know their rights, a violation has already taken place. The rights are already contingent on whiteness, passability, the mood of the person exercising power over me. Knowing ones rights is a situation of fascism - the rights are at best under threat and at worst fully suspended.

As a middle aged white bloke, I get to do this on easy mode and its still just fucking awful.

@celesteh It's easy to keep track of your rights. You only have three:

1. You have the right not to be killed. Murder is a crime. Unless it was done by a policeman or an aristocrat.

2. You have the right to food money. Providing of course you don't mind a little investigation, humiliation and if you cross your fingers rehabilitation.

3. You have the right to free speech. As long as you're not dumb enough to actually try it.

Joe Strummer listed these for us DECADES ago!