And in transgender-sex-offender-urine-hurling news:

The chap in question – known, by himself, as “Sophie Koko” – originates from Kazakhstan and boasts an extensive history of sexual offences, numbering over fifty. His leisure activities – outside of bottling his own urine and then spraying it on children – include searching out articles about his crimes and then threatening any commenters who dare to “misgender” him.

Despite his prodigious criminal activity, often repeated in the same locations, Mr Koko – complete with bicycle and polka-dot dress – proved difficult to apprehend. Possibly due to the public being told by both the police and the media that the person engaging in such activities, and for whom they should be alert, was somehow a woman.

During Mr Koko’s trial, the prosecution demanded “a prison sentence of one year and eight months without parole.” Which, for a man with a catalogue of fifty offences – largely against children, at whom he flashed his genitals and threw his own bodily waste – may strike readers as a tad lenient. Judge Sonja Robe proved even more forgiving, opting for probation, 100 hours of community service, and “a requirement to visit a counselling centre for transgender individuals.”

Perhaps sensing the atmosphere of weird indulgence, Mr Koko took to social media, where he blamed his habitually criminal behaviour on those who dared to register the actual sex of the person threatening violence against women, including murder, and spraying children with his own piss:

Because of you.

And that whole piss-bottling thing, already underway, was in no way a sign of impending derailment or a pre-existing urge. So live in fear, ladies, lest you say the wrong thing. Or notice the wrong facts.

Consider this an open thread.

Or, The Cronenberg Chronicles.

Below, Peter Boghossian and Mia Hughes, author of The WPATH Files, discuss the twisted history of transgender ideology. Topics touched on include the audacious propagation of pseudoscience; social contagion and the capture of institutions; experiments on children; and the psychology of doubling-down.

It’s two hours long and dense with detail, but much of that detail is likely to widen the eyes. It’s possibly worth noting, as Ms Hughes does around 01:16:00, that as the trans phenomenon has flourished – if that’s quite the right word – rates of anorexia and cutting have fallen, suggesting some correlation. Perhaps some shifting fashion, a swapping of self-harm signals. Given the subject matter and its realities, the squeamish may wish to proceed with caution.

A continuation of the discussion above – covering the abandonment of rigour and basic professionalism, surgical horrors, and the “insane experiment” of puberty suppression – can be found here.

Previously: The Bedlamite Contagion. From which, this:

This, then, is where we are. Doesn’t seem a good place to be, frankly.

Lifted from the comments, a tale of niche woe:

What in the hell?🙄Shoe sizes aren’t transphobic, they’re reality

Men’s feet are wider, women’s narrower. The shoe size is a number given to a shoe of a certain length AND width. Women and men’s shoe sizes are on different scaling systems.

It’s about the fit, not your feelings. pic.twitter.com/HpwO7gmnsv

— L G B (@L__G__B) March 22, 2025

She’s upset that her feet aren’t being affirmed as “non-binary.”

Among the baffling conceits, a failure to grasp that men’s feet tend to be wider than those of women, with slightly different proportions, and hence the custom of sexed shoe fitting. Even seemingly androgynous training shoes may take into account the differences in stride caused by women’s wider hips, thereby reducing discomfort and the risk of injury.

Oh, and also,

I’ll leave readers to ponder that one.

Clay, since you ask, is a “Dom FTM vers bottom, transmasc nonbinary.” Hence the alleged trauma of buying running shoes. She has an OnlyFans account, obviously, as one does, and an account on X, which is similarly pornographic and not for the faint of heart.

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Speaking of spite as progressive pseudo-piety:

Odd message to send, really.

For people who imagine themselves the good guys in their own mental drama.

Lifted from the comments, which you’re reading, of course.

Consider this an open thread.

Update, via the comments:

Rafi adds,

Yet apparently it needs saying.

And setting aside for a moment the weird random malice, there’s the more mundane oversight. A Tesla has eight external cameras which record any untoward activity while alerting the owner. The odds of being identified, in high definition, and consequently prosecuted, are fairly high. Yet the people doing the keying and daubing tell us, loudly and quite often, that they’re the smart ones. Our moral and intellectual betters.

It’s not just the conceit that vandalising some random person’s car is a thing one should do as a good person, as an act of righteousness. Bewildering as that is. It’s the idea of doing that to a make of car that’s famed for its ability to record anything that approaches. Which suggests a level of emotional dysregulation, of total impulse control failure, that’s quite hard to relate to.

Via Aitch, another one. With man-bun bonus.

More deep thinkers of a progressive persuasion.

I fear we’ll be at this at all day.

Oh wait.

We may have a winner:

Deranged leftist scrapes his own butt hole and smears it on a cybertruck.
pic.twitter.com/RFuRW0yIq3

— The Daily Sneed™ (@Tr00peRR) March 19, 2025

As so often, one feels obliged to say, “You know this isn’t how well-adjusted adults generally behave, right?”