Don’t Let Them See The Stubble

Marcus Dib, “The Offensive Tranny,” has some thoughts on the story.

I’m just going to leave this here, again.

And because things haven’t gotten quite odd enough.

I’m assuming it’s a wind-up, but… well.

I can’t imagine how embarrassing it would be to be dug up like Richard III and be wearing a frilly thong.

I suppose we could exhume your remains to check that isn’t the case. 

For a fee, obviously. 

“Roxy Tickle.” Why do they always have porn names?

Madam, you must stop noticing things.

It’s ‘wax my balls’ all over again.

For those who missed the reference.

And from the subsequent comments, this:

Imagine you’re a woman who works from home and earns a living as a beautician, including waxing ladies. And one day you get a call from a man wanting to be intimately waxed. You politely explain that you don’t wax gentlemen and haven’t trained to wax men, for whom different procedures and materials are required. The man in question then calls again, calls your boss, wanting to know more about why you can’t oblige. You decline to engage further.

And then, days later, you discover that you, your boyfriend, and your employer are all being accused – by the British Columbia Human Rights Tribunal – of unfair discrimination and of violating a trans woman’s gender identity, and therefore you should cough up $2,500 in damages. Because apparently, you don’t have the right to decline to handle a man’s genitals.

Does this sound like the action of a well-meaning complainant, someone acting in good faith?

And,

Given such stories tend to occur in places where there’s no shortage of bakers, florists, waxing salons, etc., catering to every taste, why would you persist in coercing a particular business, as opposed to simply going elsewhere? It suggests, at best, vengefulness, or spite masquerading as piety.

Rinse and repeat.

Haven’t heard much about Johnathan Yaniv (alias Jessica Yaniv, alias Jessica Simpson) since his assault conviction

In many cases, I would guess that the vexatiousness and the sexual dysmorphia are two facets of the same underlying issue. 

An interview, from four months ago, with Sall Grover, owner of the Giggle app, can be found here.

Tranny Tickle is a living reminder that some people should be discriminated against.

As Ms Grover put it, 

If you’ve got a man in a female only space, you’re dealing with someone who has no respect for boundaries. You’re already dealing with a predator. Good men don’t go into female spaces. Female spaces exist to protect us from the men who want to go in. 

I would suggest that compelling people, with the force of law, to pretend that men are actually women, and compelling them to deny the reality that as a group cross-dressing men pose a significant statistical threat, is itself unjust. To impose unrealism in this way, to suppress discernment of the obvious, is hardly benign. To compel people to pretend that, as the judge put it, “sex is changeable.” 

And so, in the name of protecting women, and using laws intended to protect women, women must now welcome intrusions and dangers that would previously have been recognised, but which now, it seems, no longer can be, at least not lawfully. Not only in terms of a social media app used by women to find roommates and travel companions, but also with implications for changing rooms, toilets, sports, prisons, and even rape shelters.

Just remembered it’s a bank holiday. Wondered why it was quiet.

By the way, and by way of an update to the recent squirrel-taming saga, one of my neighbours told me, with some excitement, that she’d watched me in action and had subsequently tried the same thing. She was quite amused, and a little disconcerted, by the fact that it worked.

I have instructed her to use this new power wisely. 

We’ll also have to co-ordinate our crime-fighting costumes. 

Your host, in action.

he had three or four squirrels at a time climbing all over him.

Not sure I’d want the buggers climbing all over me. But it is quite amusing to watch them descend from the trees upon being waved at and then sit nearby, chomping whatever treats are on offer, while my proximity presumably deters predators and competitors for the nosh. It’s also quite interesting how you can differentiate their varied temperaments. Some are much bolder than others and seem to be the squirrel equivalent of influencers. 

I know. You wish you had my glamorous life. 

[ Fetches fur coat, goggles. ]

the latter often think of crime in the abstract.. But those in the system think of criminals by name. It’s him. He’s the problem.

It’s why I try to link to, or embed, footage of actual, relevant examples. Because seeing the behaviour does tend to reveal things one might not normally consider. It being so outside of one’s own mindset, one’s own moral universe.

Say, the fact that they found what they did hilarious. The sociopathy, the murdering of some random elderly cyclist, being recreational.

the latter often think of crime in the abstract.. But those in the system think of criminals by name. It’s him. He’s the problem.

As I must’ve shown dozens of times, as in the three previous links, violent criminals tend to be profoundly selfish and self-absorbed, to a degree that’s quite boggling, and yet they often receive pretentious sympathy and are favoured, grotesquely, with the status of victim. As if they were the party we should care about, and do our best to spare from harm. As if they would ever be likely to reciprocate. 

Very often, pretty much by default, the perpetrators don’t even seem to regard their victims, their prey, as human beings at all. Say, while selecting their targets by race, electrocuting them, mugging them on their own doorsteps, robbing their homes, and stealing their wedding rings. More often than not, we are but objects in their world. A world that’s all about them and their malevolent little egos. 

[ Watches squirrels. ]

Right, off to have an early night. Have scheduled a post to materialise just after midnight, UK time.

Play nicely. Use coasters.