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Her Teacher Took Great Interest

September 1, 2025 64 Comments

Miki Lorren, a one-time tomboy, “a gay woman living in the conservative south,” has some thoughts:

If you watch one thing today, make it this.

I’m so glad for this marvellous girl. But it was a close call, as she explains.

“You’re just a Tomboy” pic.twitter.com/GZgXwEDJrO

— James Dreyfus (@DreyfusJames) August 29, 2025

Note the presumption of the keen-to-enable teachers.

Ms Lorren has other thoughts worth sharing, among which this:

Hey, “Teacher Robi,” you’re not “non-binary.” What you are is validation-seeking from literal children… Who needs children to validate your identity? Why do you need a child to make you feel secure in yourself, to validate yourself? If you were truly a secure adult, a mature adult, you wouldn’t seek validation from other people’s children. It’s really weird. 

Well, yes. Quite. And not just weird.

Oh, and as Ms Lorren says in one of her other videos,

I’m a gay woman living in a conservative city in the south and, let me be honest with you, the only people who have had problems with me being a gay woman in a conservative city in the south are the liberals. 

Via Darleen in the comments. Which you’re reading, of course.

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His Fabulist Pronouns Were Nonetheless Observed

August 10, 2025 95 Comments

And in don’t-mention-the-mental-illness news:

A “diaper fetishist” who repeatedly dumped soiled nappies outside nurseries and was caught raking through bins semi-naked has been given a suspended prison sentence.

I should perhaps point out that it doesn’t get better as we go on.

Abbi Taylor also smeared faeces on children’s bottles and was filmed with her [sic] trousers down in a bin at a South Shields block of flats, Newcastle Crown Court heard.

As I was saying.

Taylor, who identifies as female, had a history of similar offending in the Nottingham area before moving to the North East, the court heard. Taylor, who admitted depositing controlled waste and breaching a court order that had banned the 46-year-old from attending nurseries or climbing into bins, was jailed for two years suspended for two years.

I suppose we could take a moment to ponder the fact that there are creatures, cross-dressing middle-aged men, for whom it is necessary to conjure court orders to deter them from attending nurseries, as if they were children, and from climbing into wheelie bins. While wearing soiled nappies.

I’ll give you a minute.

Staff at nurseries in Jarrow, Cleadon, and South Shields frequently arrived at work to find bags of soiled adult nappies dumped on their doorsteps… Initially it was believed the waste was left accidentally by nursery workers or even dumped as part of a campaign by a childcare rival, the court heard.

Cut-throat business, childcare.

Investigations revealed the nappies were larger than those used by the children and on one occasion sections of carpet smeared with faeces were found in the dumped bags.

Hey, I’m just reading what it says here.

Taylor had 90 offences on her [sic] criminal record, many committed under the previous name of Martin Tarling,

That’s 90. Nine zero.

and in November 2014, Taylor was found partially clothed in a bin of nappies, the court heard. A Facebook account search found a post Taylor had made depicting herself [sic] in cartoon form wearing a nappy, with a caption declaring she [sic] was an “adult baby diaper lover”…

No, we’ve come this far. We must push on.

In mitigation, Nick Lane… said psychiatric reports confirmed [Taylor’s motivations] were “not simply linked to sexual arousal” but could symbolise a more “carefree” time in a person’s life with a “return to childhood innocence” providing “psychological comfort” and a “unique form of self expression.”

Mr Taylor, since you ask, “was also ordered to do 100 hours’ unpaid work and will have to wear a GPS tag for a year.” So that’s everything taken care of. I’m sure we’ll hear no more of Mr Taylor’s excremental self-expression.

A resident at a flat block in South Shields caught Taylor naked from the waist down inside a bin bag in a wheelie bin in the communal waste store… The man filmed Taylor pulling up her [sic] trousers and fleeing, the court heard.

Said video of the gentleman in question, doing his lady business, in a wheelie bin, in a totally ladylike manner, can be found at the link above.

Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.

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Parenting Pronouns Or Else

Lie Like We do, Children

July 20, 2025 68 Comments

And in classroom surrealism news:

A primary school has held up a trans man as a positive example of masculinity in teaching materials for its pupils. Streatham Wells School, in south-west London, said Elliot Page, the Canadian actor who medically transitioned with cross-sex hormones along with gender surgery and now identifies as a man, showed that masculinity “can mean softness and strength.”

The school used the example of Page, along with the singer Harry Styles, to show children how men can be multi-dimensional.

In an article for the online newsletter Teachwire, Sarah Wordlaw, the head teacher… wrote: “It is important to teach pupils about harmful stereotypes about masculinity… It is extremely important to teach about positive masculinities.”

Because a mentally ill, self-harming woman, one seemingly forever on the verge of tears, is now a “positive example of masculinity.” A role model for primary-school children.

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And This Is The Kind Of Sex I Like To Have

July 15, 2025 52 Comments

Or, Please Don’t Bore Our Staff And Customers With Your Weird Compulsions.

In which Madam applauds herself for her own feats of self-preoccupation:

Woman refuses to be professional at work and it’s your fault for being uncomfortable, conservatives. You made her turn down this job. pic.twitter.com/qW4vBsfSkr

— Σ𝕏ulansic 🦎 (@TTExulansic) July 15, 2025

Madam apparently needs us to know that she is “part of the LGBT+ community,” as if we should not only care but be endlessly fascinated, and insists that she needs “to find a workplace that is LGBT+ community friendly.” Quite what this might mean, practically, is not altogether clear, though the implications that come to mind are somewhat limited in their appeal.

As there are only so many ways in which tales of one’s sex life can be shoehorned into workplace conversation, I’m assuming Madam expects those around her to continually acknowledge some boutique complications of her all-important “identity” – fabulist pronouns, an imaginary themness, or something similar. Something very much about her, rather the task at hand.

We’ve been here before, of course:

If a job application includes imaginary pronouns and claims of themness, I think one could treat it as roughly equivalent to the words I like to shit on the carpet. Signalling, as it does, insufferable pretension or serious mental illness, or some unhappy combination of the two.

And that’s before we get to potential employees who announce with triumph how their “gender changes depending on the day, or week, or even depending on the hour,” necessitating the wearing of, and frequent changing of, colour-coded bracelets. Because they’re so complicated and fascinating, you see. At least compared to you. And which would oblige anyone within range of the Level-Nine Narcissism Field to use the fabulist pronouns chosen or invented for that particular day, week, or hour:

And so, we arrive at a situation in which employers and employees would be obliged to closely monitor the mood swings of their unhinged workmates, regularly checking pronoun-bracelets and pronoun-earrings, and other pronoun-stipulating accessories, as if they couldn’t possibly have anything better to do. Lest they be faced with some hair-trigger umbrage and operatic drama, or get summoned to the HR department and then scolded for being insensitive and insufficiently inclusive.

And a happy, utopian workplace would surely follow.

Madam, featured above, also boasts on TikTok of lying to the people offering her a job – specifically, regarding whether she’ll be willing to work at weekends, the employer’s busiest time – as if they, and other potential employers, couldn’t possibly stumble across such boasts of deception and register the implications.

Oh, and if this cake needs icing, Madam’s chosen slogans – the ones she shares on social media, where potential employers might see – include, and I quote, “I DON’T WANT TO WORK.”

In block capitals, naturally. Lest there be doubt.

Update, via the comments:

Chow Bag adds,

She makes herself unemployable (“I DON’T WANT TO WORK”) and then blames “conservatives and moderates” for her being unemployed.

Do they ever grow up?

Ah, but… but… Madam insists, quite emphatically, that she needs to “talk about my personal life.” At length and in detail. On work time. Apparently, it’s fundamental to her “queer” identity. And yet, shockingly, employers – people trying to run a business – don’t regard that as a priority.

How very dare they.

Update 2:

In the comments, Darleen adds,

This lady may think it’s her identity du jour that makes others uncomfortable (see? EVERYTHING revolves around her) but it’s her hypervigilant narcissism that screams “workplace disruption is her superpower.”

The expectation that employers and colleagues – and presumably customers – should want to hear about her sex life and political views – the expectation of deference, of continual validation – doesn’t bode well. As if a job at Little Caesars should be a backdrop to endless, flattering discussions about her “queer” identity and her “queer” politics, like an unending therapy session, but with more applause. With the spotlight forever on Little Miss Complicated.

“I’m not going to be in a workplace and not talk about my personal life… to make you comfortable,” says she. “That’s not how it works.”

And yes, today’s word is irony.

Via Dicentra.

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His Tiny, Delicate Hands

July 8, 2025 74 Comments

And speaking of not-at-all unbalanced cross-dressing men:

A trans-identified male sports coach who was previously at the centre of multiple controversies at a Gettysburg, Pennsylvania high school, has boasted in a fetish forum to having sent his homemade porn to a member of the school board in order to fulfil his “exposure fetish.”

That would be this chap here, Mr Sasha Yates, whose behaviour didn’t appear to concern the progressive ladies who rushed to his defence to ensure he kept his job after initial complaints. And thereby kept his access to the schoolgirls’ changing rooms, where a bewigged Mr Yates paraded around in his own bra and panties, much to the girls’ discomfort, and while asking those teenage girls about their underwear and menstrual cycles.

The same progressive ladies who denounced as “hate” and “transphobia” any expression of concern, and who elevated themselves with the airing of modish views, their ostentatious displays of inclusivity, while screwing over the schoolgirls being harassed by a cross-dressing creep. Because in the Progressive Pecking Order, expressing discomfort with sexual boundary violations is terribly low-status when the culprit is a man pretending to be a woman.

Or as one progressive lady put it, following complaints of disturbing behaviour,

And what better place to feel uncomfortable than your school? You have guidance counsellors and nurses and teachers and people you can confide in.

I’ll give you a moment to process that one. To savour the implications.

To those of us less practised in progressive dissembling, the above would seem to translate as, “It’s okay for the teenage girls in our care to be creeped on repeatedly by a cross-dressing pervert, and consequently left feeling violated and upset, because we have guidance counsellors. And a box of tissues. Also, cross-dressing perverts are very fashionable right now.”

That these sentiments were expressed with great confidence – by a woman – and were left entirely unchallenged by the reporter – also a woman – is quite a thing. It does, I think, tell us something about progressive priorities and which groups are deemed of much less importance.

Still, at least we can savour the irony of claims by Mr Yates’ defenders that we should look at “her [sic] character, not her [sic] gender…”

Readers may recall that Mr Yates’ homemade pornography – which he saw fit to send to a concerned parent, as one does – featured our burly cross-dresser using a kitchen sink as erotic apparatus, and while smoking methamphetamine and asking, coquettishly, “Am I a good meth whore?” A question that every parent hopes to hear from someone entrusted with the care of their children.

Following his self-inflicted exposure and subsequent resignation, supposedly for “ongoing health reasons,” Mr Yates took to a fetish forum to boast of his “coming out” as a “meth whore” – thereby titillating others with an “exposure fetish” – and while simultaneously positioning himself as the victim of a cruel, unfeeling world:

Since this happened, I have not been able to find employment. I apply for jobs but don’t even get an interview.

Nature is healing, buddy.

Mr Yates is currently seeking employment as a “transsexual escort.” “I am,” says he, “definitely interested in being pimped out to as many men as possible.”

Again, words that every parent longs to hear.

Whether the schoolgirls whose underwear so intrigued Mr Yates, or their parents, are likely to receive an apology from the school district, or from any of the progressive ladies who dismissed their concerns and accused them of bigotry, remains unclear.

Above, Mr Yates being affirmed by progressive ladies.

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