Remember that thing, the thing that never happens?

Well, by now you know the drill:

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Man pretending to be a woman caught m*sturbating in the women’s bathroom with women present

“I’m allowed to be in here… I’m a transgender.” https://t.co/gBdrwePPGd

— Libs of TikTok (@libsoftiktok) January 5, 2026

Or, How dare you bigots object to his incongruous masturbation in the women’s bathroom?

The young lady unnerved by this exercise in suspiciously vigorous towelling recounts her experience here:

One might think this would be an uncontroversial point. A statement of the obvious, or formerly obvious. Readers will, however, note the inertness of the staff, at a Planet Fitness gym in Concord, California, and the young lady’s air of resignation, of futility, as if her experience were merely something to which she, and by extension all women, are expected to become accustomed.

In this thrilling age of progress.

Readers may recall our previous adventures in the super-inclusive bathrooms of Planet Fitness, where a “climate of understanding” and being “judgement-free” are the highest conceivable goals, and where perverts gleefully expose themselves to fifteen-year-old girls:

So, ladies. Or actual ladies, I should say. Are you feeling all that sensitivity and progress, that rush towards utopia?

Update, via the comments, which you’re reading, of course:

Mags adds, not unreasonably,

Prompting this from Dicentra,

To which Daniel Ream replies:

Quite.

If an illustration is needed, let’s not forget the saga of Mr David “Sasha” Yates, a cross-dressing high-school sports coach with an interest in schoolgirls’ panties. And his immensely loud and righteous defenders, who were indeed overwhelmingly progressive women:

Readers will note the TV news interview linked in the post and its eye-widening implications:

It’s hard to see any alternative reading of that exchange, or of the saga generally.

Our bewigged pervert, who boasts of an “exposure fetish,” was eventually, belatedly, obliged to seek employment elsewhere, following some further, shall we say, indiscretions:

And so,

Though readers are welcome to speculate.

Oh, and should a visual aid be helpful, I have just the thing:

Captures something, I think.

Update 2:

Commenter Svh adds,

There is something about it. Its fundamental ludicrousness. The gushing, the genteel throat clutching, the massive hands.

A snapshot for our times.

And all of that is before you learn the context. What it is that’s being applauded.

Note that Mr Yates refused to use the bathroom and changing facilities provided for his own exclusive use and instead insisted on parading his grotesqueness in front of the captive schoolgirls. As one of the girls put it, his being “fully a man.” That’s what he wanted – to harass and intimidate girls. Children. To make them feel unnerved and dominated.

And the progressive ladies applauded him. For his bravery.

More items regarding that Thing That Never Happens:

A tale of paedophilia, pretending, and legal priorities:

That’s violating his own ten-year-old son and then distributing evidence of his crimes to likeminded individuals for purposes of titillation. Should things be unclear.

The professor, our esteemed intellectual, recommended that Mr Buckingham, who now wishes to be referred to as “Nani Love Buckingham,” be indulged immediately with “facial feminisation surgery, laser hair removal, and voice/speech therapy as gender affirming care.” Entirely at the expense of law-abiding taxpayers.

Because his wellbeing and dignity matter so much.

And then there’s this fun-house mirror tale:

The police officer being the one whose actions were deemed incongruous.

Oh, calamity. Oh, cruel, unfeeling world.

Readers are welcome to judge for themselves whether the officer’s appraisal was wildly off the mark:

Putting quite a lot of faith in the wig, I see.

The redoubtable ladies at Reduxx have, of course, taken an interest in Mr Swinson:

I’ll spare you the vivid details, but suffice it to say that Mr Swinson is an enthusiast of children in wigs and gowns, and what is referred to as “suggestive” attire. The words “hot” and “delicious” are used. So, clearly, no reason to worry about Mr Swinson’s presence in places he shouldn’t be.

And because things aren’t quite as unhinged as they could be:

Dr Lacroix was careful to refer to Mr Sears with female pronouns and honorifics throughout. Lest he be thought rude, one assumes.

Again, readers may wish to note the effort required by this feat of mislabelling:

Ah, a shimmering vision of womanliness.

Oh, and since you ask, yes, the testicles were eaten.

Lifted from the comments, a small snapshot of our times:

Angry bloke on Threadshttps://t.co/u6xVHvoYqr pic.twitter.com/HOV30JB2IX

— 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙶. 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚝 🇮🇱 (@charles_hart) October 18, 2025

There’s much that could be commented on – the raging at the innocuous, the dishonest use of the word hate, the projection, the nails and five o’clock shadow combo, the theatrical sweater-pulling and the ostentatiously deep breath, as if superhuman patience were being tested.

To say nothing of the seeming belief that he – Mr Zara Paquette – were barking his instructions directly to Keira Knightley, as if she would be watching and dutifully taking notes. Like a good, obedient woman.

But what strikes me most is the fact that Mr Paquette doesn’t seem to understand that what he wants – i.e., the ability to coerce and dictate, to bully others into lying – is not something that he should want.

Wanting the power to make others tell quite blatant lies about what is and isn’t real, and to thereby make those people cowed and absurd, is what makes him a bad person. A villain in this low-grade cross-dressing drama.

Or, as Wesley Yang put it here,

That this should even need saying is itself quite remarkable. Yet here we are.

Update:

More commands from on high from Mr Paquette, our vision of loveliness.

From the comments, scenes from Smith College, Massachusetts:

A woman reacted to a banner stating “Women are adult human females” by calling the group holding it “fascists.”pic.twitter.com/8w8oikJX76

— Thomas Sowell Quotes (@ThomasSowell) October 6, 2025

It turns out that when you try to pretend away fundamental realities, as if wishing made it so, any reminder of those realities has to be repressed or erased, or at least shouted at quite loudly.

I believe this was the scene that prompted the meltdown.

Update, via the comments:

Mike D adds,

Well, it does seem to be an illustration of the fact that if you require continual, universal affirmation – i.e., deference – if you need everyone else to pretend something vividly untrue – then you’re unlikely to be happy. The best you could hope for is to surround yourself with people who are willing to lie to you.

It’s worth mentioning, I think, that the trans-identified people I’ve spoken with or seen who seem most content are the ones who can concede the reality of the situation, and who can juggle that reality with their preference to live as if they were the opposite sex, while knowing that they aren’t.

They don’t seem prone to the bedlamite outbursts seen above.

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

I paraphrase, of course. Though not, I think, wildly:

Sorry, still pondering the Swissness of wind instrument repairman.

Well, he’s not wrong. We could, I suppose, list things like pelvis shape, skull shape, bone density, Q-angles and whatnot, and we could mention the very high accuracy of sex determination via forensic examinations based on such variables, but it all seems rather obvious. Almost too silly.

But wait.

Because in the realm of the trans activist, and others who like to pretend things, in this case, two journalists and a teacher, the accumulation of ludicrousness must not be impeded.

And so,

A transcript of the interrogation, in German, can be found here.

It turns out that noticing the obvious – that sexual dysmorphia is a mental health issue, that the skeletons of men and women are quite distinct, and that some members of the so-called “LGBTQI community” are quite extreme in their ambitions, as illustrated by the case itself – has now been deemed taboo, and indeed punishable:

Don’t talk back, citizen. Cross-dressing men are women.

With magic woman bones.

Readers will note the bizarre and emphatic conflation, by Judge Julia Schär, of sexual orientation and sexual dysmorphia – her equating of homosexuality with intolerant transvestism – via which she condemned Mr Brünisholz for an alleged intent to “disparage people on the basis of their sexual orientation in a way that violates human dignity.”

Whether the farce described above does much for human dignity is a question I leave to the reader.

Well, quite.

A reminder, were one needed, that when you surrender to the lie, all manner of distortions will ensue. Best, I think, not to give away the store in the first place.

Oh, and because I know you like a punchline:

Modernity, baby. Bathe in its glow.

Update, via the comments:

Readers with a taste for inadvertent surrealism and colourful epithets – and claims that skeletal analysis is unreliable and irrelevant because “our species isn’t very sexually dimorphic” – may find amusement of a sort over in this related Reddit thread.

There, some commenters, presumably ‘allies’ or themselves trans-identified, denounce the post above and what they consider to be “obsessing over transgenderism,” which seems to mean expressing any reservation or insufficiently flattering thought, “because it literally doesn’t impact your life.”

As if, for instance, women could have no reason to express reservations, and all while commenting on a news item with rather ominous implications, and in which someone’s life was obviously impacted.

As sH2 quips in reply,

Well, indeed. There is, after all, the small matter of probity.

And the implication of such statements, commonplace among trans activists, is that despite the current ubiquity in the media of trans-related issues, and despite efforts to change laws and social norms in ways that create any number of serious problems, and despite the alarming comorbidities of sexual dysmorphia, and despite the eye-widening prevalence of sex offending among the trans-identified… despite all of that, the rest of us should say nothing.

Instead, we’re expected to quietly acquiesce.

Big ask.