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Natasha Biase brings niche pornography news:
In what might just be the most insane story of the year – Two female OnlyFans models have gone viral after pretending to be transgender to sell porn content.
Trans activists are now accusing the women of “appropriation” for identifying as men who identify as women. / @natbiase pic.twitter.com/z3aqbszcZ7
— ThePublica (@ThePublicaNow) September 1, 2024
So, to summarise:
Opportunist female porn models who pretended to be men pretending to be women, to thereby rake in lots of cash, have annoyed actual men who pretend to be women, including men who pretend to be women while making pornography.
See, I bring you the wonders of the world.
The ladies’ act of presenting themselves as the opposite sex, albeit with extra steps, was not, it seems, deemed affirming by those who like to present themselves as the opposite sex. “My gender isn’t your costume,” said this chap here, a self-styled “eGirl, but like, with a penis or whatever.” Other indignant rumblings included accusations of deception and fraud, the inevitable “transphobia,” and demands that the ladies in question “don’t get in our space.”
Another bewigged gentleman denounced the “masquerade” as “disgusting.”
Update, via the comments:
Needless to say, in the replies to our “eGirl, but like, with a penis or whatever,” mischief is underway:
“If they identify as trans then they are trans. Why can’t you just be kind and accept that, bigot.”
“Who TF do you think you are to gatekeep?”
And my current favourite:
And so on, and so forth. Truly, we live in an age of wonders.
“A self-styled “eGirl, but like, with a penis or whatever.””
Do I want to know what the ‘whatever’ could possibly be?
Oh, best not to pull at that thread, madam.
Is today’s word ‘irony’?
It’s a lot to take in. As it were.
I am so glad to have been made aware of this. But… I’m not an expert, thankfully, but I’m pretty sure the manufactured, uh, bits can be distinguished from the natural bits. Among other readily apparent differences between the sexes. Who exactly were they fooling, if anyone?
When do we get men pretending to be women pretending to be men?
Head hurts. Too early in the morning to read such complicated stuff. God knows how David does it.
[ Slurps coffee. ]
Got it now after second reading.
Somehow reminded of Joey from friends: “They don’t know that we know they know we know”.
Meanwhile, I read multiple people stabbed and killed at Notting Hill carnival – as opposed to ZERO killed during the fearsome “far right” riots, for which hundreds of people are being arrested.
What a time to be alive.
I KNOW, RIGHT?
Brava, ladies, BRAVA!
Turnabout is fair play.
It occurs to me that transgender “healthcare” really is just a real life Island of Dr. Moreau.
Although I suspect that’s coming, too.
So it’s a more adult version of Victor/Victoria?
Again, trying to fix a software problem by smashing up the hardware.
Somehow reminded of Joey from friends: “They don’t know that we know they know we know”.
Obligatory.
Get a uterus implant (because you can’t transplant something that isn’t there to begin with).
Have an embryo implanted because the aftermarket vagina isn’t really functional.
Gestate while taking anti-rejection meds, what could possibly go wrong?
Have to have a Cesarean because the Potemkin vagina doesn’t work like factory equipment and the baby’s just isn’t getting through a male pelvis.
These people are beyond deranged, but the good money is on they’ll try it anyway, because who cares about the baby as long as the guy “feels affirmed”.
Band name.
Note the trans hammerhead shark in the comments. 🙂
Because the essence of “queer” is smashing all norms and all connections to reality.
Wait…I thought that’s what this was?
Double obligatory:
“We know that they are lying, they know that they are lying, they even know that we know they are lying, we also know that they know we know they are lying too, they of course know that we certainly know they know we know they are lying too as well, but they are still lying. In our country, the lie has become not just moral category, but the pillar industry of this country.”― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
I wonder if the writers on Friends knew…never mind…
because who cares about the baby as long as
the guy “feels affirmed”Hilarious satire:
Much fun is had in the replies:
And I rather like this one:
And so on, and so forth.
Boom!
…everyone is getting paid with OPM.
Generally government money that identifies as money.
Returned from the supermarket and have just realised that I accidentally picked up some vegan custard. Apparently, it’s made out of coconuts.
Now wondering whether to jeopardise the apple and blackcurrant crumble with heathen – I mean, vegan – custard.
#TrueLifeDrama
It saddens me that I understood this sentence.
Truly, we live in an age of wonders.
Band name
Tubular Balls their first album
S Ike:
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn wept.
“My gender isn’t your costume,” said this chap here, a self-styled “eGirl, but like, with a penis or whatever.”Actual LOL upon reading this.
Actual LOL upon reading this post, especially the ire from the usual suspects.
Oh the irony.
In the words of Dylan, Bob (who I realize may only have sung someone else’s words)
“How does it feeeeeeeeeel…!”
I am reminded of the (in)famous definition of circumgender, that being (cough):”someone born female, who identifies as female, but thinks she should have been born male and transitioned to female, because they feel like they are trans“.
In other words, being a woman, only with extra steps.
Or, as a friend put it more succinctly: “retarded“.
Because nothing shows mental stability and emotional maturity than being born female, identifying as female, and then getting offended for being identifed as female.
Seriously. Or as seriously as one can take such things, which is not much:
https://mobile.twitter.com/lynnw192/status/1156118108500742144
au contraire, stupide personne, to people like you and your ilk, gender is nothing but a costume.
You’re just unhappy you’ve met a person who plays your game better than you, that’s all.
Couldn’t you at least rinse some of the muck off first?
Do I see a whisky bottle by the coffeemaker?
[ Fires up oven for apple and blackcurrant crumble. ]
I’m going to risk the vegan custard. Will report back.
[ Tension mounts. ]
Soooo….play money now looks more like (traditional) money and the latest real money looks more like play money. Makes sense. Not sure how we got here but still seems on topic…somehow…
I know. You know I know. I know you know I know. […]
Well, since you ask, the vegan custard was… the lower end of adequate. Not awful, just a slightly underwhelming approximation of vanilla custard.
Didn’t kill me, but wouldn’t recommend.
The crumble, however, was very good. Nice and tart.
Is there anything vegan that isn’t underwhelming?
Not sure I’d care to find out.
Not sure how we got here but still seems on topic…somehow…
It may have something to do with such a broke ass educational system that a school supply place can sell teachers 100 plastic pennies for 8 bucks.
You know, had read bits of Solzhenitsyn, and that phrase.
And never really connected it with that throwaway humorous line from a perennially repeated US sitcom.
That’s why I like it here. So educational.
I should get a grant. Some kind of government funding. A medal, perhaps.
A “right” to pregnancy? Uh, no. If a ‘right’ to *X* imposes an obligation on someone else even if they object to providing it, it ain’t a right.
This is the insanity that is behind a California bill (you’re shocked I’m sure) that would extend the definition of “infertility” (for purposes of making insurance companies pay for *treatment*) to same-sex couples and single people. There’s nothing keeping these healthy individuals from seeking out the appropriate OPPOSITE sex to have a child but, no, let’s get other people to pay for IVF/surrogacy! CUZ isn’t just not fair that straight couples can have kids without six-figure medical procedures.
Jeez…I missed the price tag. Please tell me this has something to do with copper allergies or..zinc allergies? Actually don’t tell me. I’d spend too much time trying to determine which would be worse.
Wow. The energy.
If this doesn’t stop the aggression by the Intergalactic Zionist Conspiracy nothing will.
Makes the Canadian students tearing up sod look like pikers.
They said the perfect mirror for “trans”women didn’t exist. They were wrong.
Not another aging boomer tribute band….
That’s from the Dolly Parton Collection
Lower quality than a Takata airbag.
“feeling like a woman”: even as babies, boys and girls differ. There are differences in the brain. There are differences in responses to medications, risks of disease (like MS or lupus or diabetes and others), tolerance of heat and cold, response to exertion, bone density, and on and on. There is a famous joke: a book is on the table with all the things men understand about women, but when you open the book the pages are blank. Any idea a man has about what it is like to be a woman is simply a fantasy. This may be why the typical trans look is so off and garish–they have no idea.
Back in the 90’s, when science was still serious, even social science, I remember seeing a ver interesting series on one of the science-y cable channels about the differences twixt men and women. One part was about adults and their sex differences in their sense of spacial relationships. But the episode that stuck with me was about babies. They took infant boys and girls. Very young but old enough that their eyes and brains could pay attention and focus on a picture screen presented to them. They also gave them a chain that they could yank that would (usually) change the picture. Once the babies figured out that they had some ability to manipulate/change the picture, they would insert a scary/ugly picture, then only change it after a few/several yanks. The boys would more often yank and yank and yank on the chain. The girls would generally just sit there and cry.
So The Rings of Power is portraying Orcs sympathetically? “Orcs are now depicted as loving husbands and protective fathers who don’t want to go to war.”
There are variable traits that you can chalk up to individual personality, but after having 4 daughters and 3 grandsons – the twins lived with us along with their mom for several years — you can see the general differences pretty clear. My takeaway is that while girls and boys’ energy levels are about the same, they are expressed differently. You can see this most vividly when the under 10 set may have to be confined to the house because of weather. Girls are easier to settle down to play board games, draw, engage in fantasy play with toys or each other. Boys will practically destroy the house by bouncing off the walls, using all manner of furniture to ‘build’ forts (or climb over it when the floor is ‘lava’). Boys are pretty macro in their engagement of surroundings while girls tend to the micro.
So, the trans people who demand to be allowed into women’s spaces are upset that women are in their spaces? Makes sense. <sarc>
I have to suspect a parody account. I don’t think a real female impersonator would deliberately use a Valley Girl accent.
And the bit about “my gender is not your costume” is such exquisite irony that it had to be deliberately crafted. Those Cluster Bs are full of contradictions but even they can’t be this dead-on.
It’s like a remake of Victor, Victoria . . . but with full penetration.
And yet chappie has an OnlyFans, and has had one for quite some time, via which, those intrigued can behold his collection of sex toys and bad anime costumes, complete with “girlbulge” and other, more graphic sights.
Though how he maintains his love of heavy image filtering, I leave to those more knowledgeable.
As with the live-action Snow White remake, now reshot umpteen times, the writers don’t seem to have understood their source material, and why it is the way it is.
They don’t seem to have grasped the story’s basic sentiment, its moral premise. It strikes me as remarkably tin-eared.
I hope you’ll forgive me for not actually checking. That’s the last thing I need in my browser history. You hear that, NSA? I never went there!
I have learned… so much.
Ah, so events seven thousand miles away will be shaped by asthmatic chanting and half-arsed accordion playing. Good to know.
Though it occurs to me that wars generally end when someone wins. And so, interrupting that process, and its necessary and decisive resolution, seems likely to prolong the conflict and the misery.
[ Post updated. ]
Somewhat related, the Daily Beast‘s hot take.
I’m guessing we’re supposed to ignore the awful plotting, hilariously naff dialogue, and the ham-fisted inversions required to make the source material comply with progressive tastes.
I’m also processing the fact that the writer, Nick Schager, a grown man, has chosen to use the word hunky.
If spoken, I assume that would be in a tone of voice implying serious PTSD.
Things have gotten so bloody absurd that sometimes I suspect the people presenting the weather are a parody.
LOL. And ‘glow-up’.
Heh. Funny how that one persists. I wonder how far back that goes. Must have started with a movie or tv? I remember playing it in the 60’s.
“The lower end of adequate.”
Album title?
Heh. For that one, I had to consult my dictionary of terms used by thirteen-year-old girls.
But again, as with io9 and any number of other sites, there’s no longer any trace of integrity or quirky discernment – it’s almost all just blatant, uniform shilling.
I vaguely recall my cousin and I, both wee seedlings, rearranging my grandma’s living room to play the ‘lava’ game. It was quite an elaborate transformation.
She wasn’t overly thrilled, if memory serves.
The moral premises of the original stories are not so much misunderstood as ignored and rejected. This is part of the leftist program to perform a moral inversion upon every classic story and transform the heroes into villains and the villains into heroes. And, indeed, transform virtues into sins and sins into virtues, the pinnacle of which is perhaps the praise of Satan by Karl Marx and Saul Alinsky.
“And people wonder why trust in professional journalism vanished…”
Indeed. It’s been a long steady decline (degeneration). I think I first noticed this pattern of corruption as a general pattern back in the 80’s.
I recently discovered that album reviews are now commonly on a pay-to-review basis. Which rather calls into question the sincerity of the reviewer. Such as it ever was, of course.
I was a mere child when I caught on to how corrupt movie reviews were–that there were reviewers whose careers existed only to provide adulatory quotes for studios to use in advertisements. It took a little longer to figure out that reviewers in general were not exactly paragons of honesty.
Fun, wonders, but above all poetic justice.
In a single stroke, pun intended, these two women have done what millions of words written by Grahame Linehan, Megan Murphy, Kellie Jay-Keen, Kathleen Stock and so on have so far seemed unable to do.
And all they had to do was turn a mirror onto the Gorgon.
Because now every single polemic devoted to arguing for gender fluidity in gender expression (including the terms gender fluidity and gender expression) have now been turned back on themselves.
I mean, how will it be possible for them to criticise these two girls without scuppering themselves?
It’s absolutely glorious – Capital L, capital O, capital L.
To paraphrase Oscar Wilde:
The twenty-first century dislike of reality is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.
And so, interrupting that process, and its necessary and decisive resolution, seems likely to prolong the conflict and the misery.
Normally, usually, generally, yes, but you have to bear in mind this lot doesn’t give a fat rat’s ass how much death and misery their team rains upon the other as long as they can do it with impunity.
It is much the same mindset, if not the actual cast of characters, of those who would rather have seen casualties on both sides make WWI look like a garden party instead of having bombed Hiroshima and Nagasaki to end the Pacific War.
Meanwhile, on r/transtummies.
No, don’t thank me. Happy to do my bit.
The end of an era looms.
“I know, I know you know, I know you know I know”.
Done properly:-
https://youtu.be/kc2YLzzGx9k?si=I3z3hhmI4eReRUxW
It’s time to go but they had a great run. Will be missed.
Well, as someone who isn’t particularly interested in cars, I’ve nonetheless had two decades of entertainment out of their efforts. After twenty-odd years, as you say, they’re pretty much running on fumes now, but in hindsight, it was mostly diverting, often funny, and sometimes truly inspired.
Mr Slowly pushing a Bugatti Veyron to its limit. Driving to the North Pole with gin and tonic. The Thunderbird Fat rescue team. Searching for the source of the Nile. Jeremy’s Citroen CX three-storey motorhome. Mongolia, Botswana, Bolivia, and most of the overseas specials. Crossing the English Channel in a (barely) amphibious home-made vehicle…
Happy memories.
Mr Slowly pushing a Bugatti Veyron to its limit.
That is CAPTAIN Slow, Litt.D (Hon), to you, Sonny Jim.
For those who missed it:
First attempt.
Second attempt.
A brilliant accomplishment, to bring in huge numbers of people who are not car enthusiasts.
San Francisco street scene of note.
Social ‘science’ wasn’t serious then, just less blatantly insane.
Hollywood is summed up by Two Girls and a Cup.
Absolutely. Even for those of us who don’t get excited about carburettors and turbos, it became a kind of comfort TV. And just watching the first Bugatti clip linked above, I distinctly recall willing May on and being ridiculously pleased when he actually did it.
I don’t often do that kind of thing, you understand.
Top Gear, the early years.
It’s a lot to unpack.
No worries.
Huh?
Or maybe it was just shit.
Looks like two of those men already did some unpacking. 🙁
“He’s a known problem in the neighborhood. He’s erratic and violent.”
His long criminal history, reported in 2022. Put him down or put him away, dammit.
The end result of anything Hollywood gets its mitts on.
I didn’t get the reference.
You’re far better off not getting it. But if you must: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/2_Girls_1_Cup
I didn’t get the reference.
Don’t look it up at work.
Hells, I’ve never seen the thing – a description was more than sufficient.