The Lousy Actress Strikes Again…

Today, "Anthony Burns" failed his last ever job interview. "He" went to it in full sharp-suited masculine persona, essentially pulling a cruel deception on the interviewers as they would have very soon discovered whom they had really hired (It was an internal vacancy, and my union rep will shortly be outing me to management as... Continue Reading →

I Love the Smell of Burning Bridges in the Morning…

Who would have thought overwriting one's former identity could be such a chore? Medical science may have advanced, but I will confidently bet in this one aspect things were somewhat easier for people transitioning in former decades before we had this wonderful web full of Facebooks, Myspaces, Linkedins, and God knows how many glorified photo... Continue Reading →

Creativity and Self

There were many triggers other than the Leelah Alcorn case that hit me last year, and one in particular that stood out. Oddly enough, it was a melodramatic horror film (although a very accomplished and gripping one) by Pedro Almodóvar, starring Antonio Banderas as a driven (but utterly psychopathic) Hammeresque surgeon - Dr. Ledgard -... Continue Reading →

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