Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

Though to be perfectly honest, my _realistic_ gender self-image today is "basically Fred Melamed." :p

Also been pondering the hell out of that Bonobos #EvolveTheDefinition commercial. I haven't seen such a sequence of "yes, you are me" images... well, ever in my life, really.

I'm still really thinking I'm not conventionally trans. These days I feel like I'm somewhere between "enby," "ffs yes I'm a guy but please don't make me do that performative masculinity bullshit because I will fucking CLAW you, child" and "dago Paul Lynde." O:) But still eager to rock a red plastic skirt and boots.

Had a nice little thought last night. I'd been kind of rueing some of my missed opportunities for Sexy Postfurry Adventures, spinning the usual dumb J Alfred Prufrock kind of loser myth around myself.

But while watching the "Loners" in The Lobster sit readily quietly in the forest last night, it dawned on me: I got exactly what I wanted. I don't even know what to do with extrovert adventures. I'm getting intellectual adventures aplenty thanks to Peg, Noa, Kirt, Liv, and K. I'm quite sated!

Still enjoying some of the emotional surplus from finding out my Unfortunate Interpersonal Estrangement is not half as dire as I'd thought. Hope is still at the months-to-years range, by which point Peg might well have already dragged me to NOLA, but... I'll take what I can get. Still fairly chipper.

And overcaffeinated. And ornery. I've been eerily productive, liable to finish up my workweek two whole days early. Wanna get back to work on Parallax. Also wanna find some Proud Boys to maul.

The Lobster 2: An Animated Musical

(I'm also very impressed with my collaborator's skills as a director. @anthracite pulled a huge amount of emotional nuance out of a simple change in panel order, transforming an exchange between the protagonist couple from a trite sitcom "awww" moment into a demure and poignant act of reassurance. We sounded so much like grown-ups making entertainment for actual real people, it was awesome. ;) )

Had a super-friendly but super-meticulous back and forth with Peggy about Parallax panel and dialogue order that would make the Orson Welles "frozen peas" tape sound jazzy and carefree by comparison.

I AM HAVING SUCH A GOOD TIME 😺​

MEN BECAUSE WOMEN TO THE ARE LEFT ALWAYS RIGHT

I've had Mojave 3's "Trying To Reach You" stuck in my head all day, but I'm not in any hurry to dislodge it. It's not an earworm so much as an ear babelfish, or maybe a tame Ceti Eel, constantly reminding me things are going to be sort of OK.

My mood is very much like an indie country song today anyhow, reflective and bittersweet. This is a damn sight better than the "Positively 4th Street stuck on repeat" that it's been for the past few months.

While setting these people on (rhetorical) fire is fun, what I'm really looking forward to is cultural provocation.

It was nice getting a reminder this morning that we don't really have to work hard to antagonize these people. As the reaction to that Bonobos ad proved, just reminding them we exist kinda wounds 'em.

That's awesome. That sets the stage for all SORTS of Bugs Bunny trickster tactics. Parallax is a big red cape, and behind it is the brick wall of a Big Scary Future.

It's just...I smell so much vulnerability on these people. I smell prey that thinks "alpha status" would intimidate a tiger.

These people aren't scary. They remind me of me as an insecure 14-year-old fundie, desperately trying to keep an ideological house of cards together.

Except they're not 14. They think they're grown men, because they've been sold a concept of "growth" that favors height over depth. And all the places they're wrong about adulthood make them enticingly weak.

I just got paid to listen to a 20-minute long argument about what "fast food" is.

You know, on a certain level... these are my people. I mean, you lot are my Not-People and that's a whole different sort of love. <3 But for people who are (so far as I can tell) mostly Terran earth-people humans, these are my kind of sapients.

being an accurate Mood Snapshot after a series of unexpected encounters with various angry denizens of the alt-right

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IV8DdDwglvw

#moodsnapshot #mightyboosh #ornerykitty #GoZooOnYou

I hate Terra. Wanna go home to Mars, where the boy cats love glitter and the girl cats have the biggest cocks. ;_;

Oh FFS, now the Reddit crowd is up in arms over New Zealand changing its "Linemen" signs to read "Line Crew." They're trying to argue that the change is *factually* incorrect because... well, because they don't understand what a "linguistic convention" is, but also because they insist that the suffix "-man" is a totally gender neutral abbreviation for "human." Any contrary opinion is just soyboy liberal revisionist nonsense.

I also had a lot of fun pointing out to these people, "so, what you're saying is, gender isn't necessarily tied to genetics, right? Because otherwise, all that it would take to be masculine is having a Y chromosome."

I anticipate exactly zero head explosions from this observation. They have people like Jordan "Lobster" Peterson, who make their living by taking people's house of gender cards and applying krazy glue-- with extra krazy.

But it's still fun.

Just yesterday, I probably would have let them leave me feeling self-hatey and outnumbered. But today... I'm just hopping mad.

I threw a little shade around, because I'm me... and then I went through the last seven pages of Parallax and cackled madly at our androgynous little fairy-shroom protagonists. Some people are going to absolutely hate this comic, because our innocent little bois will pose a genuine threat to their world.

*steeples fingers* Good.

Had an ad from Bonobos' #evolvethedefinition campaign come up at random on Youtube. It was a series of short testimonies from men about how the definition of "masculinity" failed to describe them. Loved it, checked the comments, was saddened but not astonished to find out they had been ransacked by the "Did You Just Assume My Gender LOL" crowd, ranting about soyboys and Cultural Marxist subversion.

for the three people who get this...

i'm so sorry