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July 11, 2026 16 Comments

It occurs to me that if you’re running a “trans-owned LGBTQIA+ bookshop and coffee shop” – “queer books, queer haircuts, queer coffee” – yes, queer coffee – and your patrons have to be reminded, via “guidelines displayed on each table,” of how to behave like even minimally civilised people, then you may want to seek out a better class of patron.

From said guidelines:

Please avoid addressing the whole room.

Please maintain good personal hygiene out of consideration for other customers.

That’s before we get to the bits about “violent, abusive, and disruptive behaviour” and, inevitably, “crisis support.” And yet, despite the somewhat concerning reminders about violence and basic hygiene, what caught my eye was the bit about taking your craft projects home with you when you leave.

Yes, today’s word is littering. Why do you ask?

For those of you intrigued – and I can feel the hum of excitement in the room – temptations include Sad Dyke Poetry Night – two hours of mournful lesbians, first Friday of every month – “open to all emotions and all identities” – plus lots of talks about mental health, and Queer Yarn, an evening of “fibre craft” every other Saturday afternoon.

There’s also a Queer Art Takeover, in which suitably queer artists are invited to “rent a shelf” to display their creative outpourings and general queerness. And those best-selling pronoun pins are now back in stock.

Oh, and Palestinian cola drinks. Obviously.

Previously in the laugh-a-minute world of ostentatiously “queer” venues.

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Ephemera

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July 10, 2026 80 Comments

Plenty boom. || At last, weeble chess. || The autonomous bins of tomorrow. || Snug but not impossible. || Meaty treat. || Choices were made. || Random malice, a possible series. || Sweet dreams. || On the Throne: 100 Years of the Toilet, 1984. || Engine trouble detected. || Someone stole his truck. || On curing cancer. || Suboptimal scenario. || You want one and you know it. || Good to know. || Leggy. || Discourse was attempted. || Jupiter. || The progressive retail experience, parts 741 and 742. || Pretty big, I guess. || It could go either way, so place your bets. || Mid-boom miniatures. || Intrigue. || Unstaffed all-night ramen store. || How to delay a flight. || Footwear was chosen. || Yes, but what if we added fire? || Man starts fire with penis. || Frock and penis. || And finally, use was made of furniture.

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Please Suspend Your Disbelief

July 8, 2026 106 Comments

She plays a Greek soldier, you know.

After viewing this video, I very much doubt Page will be shown walking in The Odyssey. pic.twitter.com/UQBH4xdRjm

— Gay Not Queer (@Gaynotqueer1) July 7, 2026

A mighty warrior. And a skilled deceiver.

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July 6, 2026 73 Comments

Because some things bear repeating, a few items from the archives:

Breeze Around The Knees.

Male Guardian columnist wears skirt, awaits applause.

“I’m surprised how many men say they’d never even consider wearing a skirt,” says Mr Phineas Harper. “It’s still vanishingly rare to see normal men wear normal skirts day to day.”

Possibly, this is because it tends to look contrived and rather silly, even when celebrities do it. A contrivance that suggests, not so much a high-minded “dismantling” of “gendered fashion,” or “a small step towards gender equality,” as Mr Harper would have us believe, but something closer to tedious self-absorption.

The kind of thing one might expect from a disingenuous, noodle-legged Guardian columnist, say.

But apparently, this craving for attention, for being the skirt-wearing star of any social gathering, all this radical flouncing, will somehow liberate British women from their supposedly grim, downtrodden existence.

Those of you with an urge to behold Mr Harper in a skirt – complete with tights, trainers, and dickie bow – can do so here. A second ensemble, featuring a bold leaf print, also awaits your applause. Readers are welcome to say whether the word panache – favoured by Mr Harper – is one that comes to mind.

Though I’d suggest that the author’s own fashion statements rather solve any mystery as to why said garment hasn’t been widely adopted by the menfolk of the nation.

Night Terrors.

Empowered feminist and former educator is tormented by her own mind.

It occurs to me that politics really shouldn’t occupy that much space in a person’s life. It isn’t the kind of stuff a life should be filled with, such that it dominates one’s outlook and everyday activity, even one’s dreams. The result is very often a kind of bad mental opera.

And boasting of how you’ll teach your children about their “white privilege,” a recipe for affectation and neurosis, endless pretentious guilt, doesn’t seem likely to help matters enormously.

And if Ms Brown’s children should have the goodness in them taken away, as she puts it, this seems unlikely to be a result of a Trump second term, and more likely to be due to a figure much closer to home and more prominent in their lives. Say, a mother whose mind has, in her words, been consumed.

Display Purposes.

Progressive parenting, with bonus crack and badger.

Come to think of it, I’m not entirely sure what loving one’s body might mean, beyond the obvious off-colour jokes. But apparently, it’s something that one is supposed to proclaim as an accomplishment, a credential of progressivism. I have, however, noted that it tends to be announced by people whose declared triumph in this matter is not altogether convincing, and whose basis for doing so is generally much slimmer than they are.

It must be quite strange to go through life feeling a need to boast in print of some pointed behaviour – specifically, “showing my sons what a real woman’s body… looks like” – as if this feat of not wearing knickers were somehow radical, empowering, and a basis for applause. And to then have to justify this lifestyle affectation in ways that are somewhat contradictory and not particularly convincing. As if no-one would notice. It seems a lot of effort.

Perhaps The Cardboard Has Magical Properties.

San Francisco public transport, where the obvious is out of the question.

The cards, we’re assured, are “a concrete way to deal with an unsafe situation.” Perhaps we can look forward to the issuing of “I am being stabbed” cards. And some “The man next to me is masturbating” cards. It does have the makings of an unhappy board game.

You see, by issuing little cards, they’re creating “new social norms.” To supposedly address the problem of having created other “new social norms” in which punishing criminals is deemed unjust, racist, and terribly old-fashioned.

But hey, if you’re travelling to work on a BART train and some deranged creep starts masturbating against your leg, or pissing on the floor, or you find yourself standing next to yet another knife fight, or overdose, or commuter mugging – and no-one else does anything, or dares to do anything, except watch impotently and demoralised – because even noticing such things is racist – at least you’ll have a little card to clutch. Apparently that’s something.

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Friday Ephemera (823)

July 3, 2026 191 Comments

This vehicle is reversing. || Downside detected. || Big spider. || Squid roll. || Satie on a bondoneon. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || There was, alas, some screaming. || Compatible skillsets. || Crossing of note. || “We did not come here to coexist.” || “And I’m still laughing,” says she. || The thrill of wrapping. || The progressive retail experience, parts 736, 737, 738, 739 and 740. || The pram of the future, 1971. || ‘Twas an uncanny transformation. || A museum of antique tubas – and other niche museums. || Bow ties. || Turbulence of note. || Beware the brown acid. || Suboptimal solution. || Balloon turkey, balloon wombat. || Blockage fondled. || Peak twat fashion. || So how was the funeral? || I question the footwear. || Firearms. || Feeling his chunkiness. || I feel we ought to have a word for this.

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