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Apologies it took a while to write this, but you’ll understand why when I get to the ‘and one’ bit. Also, I had a session at Cinders’ last week and it was gloriously fun, so I thought I’d wait until I had some new piccies to dot around the blog, and lighten the mood a bit; don’t worry, it won’t be a downer this one, but it has some bits that are, well, problematic.

Pictured – I found a new prosthetic which simulates 9 months of pregnancy and thought ‘wouldn’t it be fun to do a girl who has to get married quick’ look…

So, where to start? Let’s start with the ‘and one’. I’ll call this troll Mr.John Kevin Rowling. You know who I mean. Well, during the Olympics this uber-troll decided to lay into a couple of biological women for, well, being men.

Let’s take a step back. There were two female boxers taking part in the Olympics – both had failed gender identity tests with the IBA, which happens to a: be Russian, who don’t have the best track record of not deliberately faking test results for their own benefit and b: has since been discredited for the tests they did. The tests involved searching for XX vs XY chromosomes.

And here in lies the problem. For a start, XX/XY is about as binary as the way we perceive gender at the moment. You can be XY and still a woman; traditionally the thought was XX is woman, XY is man, where the Y chromosome determines your uptake of Testosterone.

Pictured – yeah, err, some of us born with bits of both don’t seem to absorb a lot of testosterone…

And it isn’t just a case of X and Y. Each of the chromosomes has a number of factors within it, and particularly the Y chromosome can have some parts that prohibit the uptake of Testosterone. I.e. the person in question has partial male chromosome but gets no advantage physically from the Testosterone. The chemical components for binding with and using it aren’t present.

But that is beside the point; the IBA wouldn’t reveal the tests, or the method they employed. They simply banned the two boxers from one competition. On further interrogation the IBA refused to admit what the test was.

Both these boxers were born genetically women. They grew up, both with shitty lives, and chose to go into boxing. They almost certainly abused testosterone (which is ironic given the XY partial points, and with XX testosterone will just make you crosser, which is kinda the whole point I am getting to).

Cue the storm of controversy at the Olympics. People without full visibility of the situation started posting, on X of course, that these two women were actually men. It didn’t help that the first fight one of them had was a walkover, but if you watch that fight the Italian female boxer made no effort to cover her face which is a bit crap as a boxer. Cue a broken nose and her bowing out within 46 odd seconds.

Pictured – in other news, I revisited the ‘Banker’s Wife’ for those who have followed this blog for a while..

On to X stomps the troll Mr.Rowling. He proceeds to post to all of his rabid followers the untruth that this boxer is a man. As does Elon Musk, another example of what happens when you give a moron vast amounts of money (for the record, Musk hasn’t invented a single thing in his life other than his bloated attitude of self importance – if you want to see a true scumbag see how he deadnames and abuses his trans daughter. Also, see her responses on Threads as they are delightfully sublime).

I am not sure what makes these people think they are invincible from the truth and from prosecution when they bully people online, and delightfully I do believe the hens have come back to roost (or, in the case of John Kevin Rowling maybe it’s roosters?). There hasn’t been a single peep out of either of the dimwits since one of the boxers started legal proceedings. And good on her, I hope it goes her way and both of those ‘people’ have to write a big fat cheque.

It won’t change their attitude, and that’s where I get a little confused. And a little sad. You have JKR who is rabidly saying that men who take female hormones (and in some cases remove genitals) are always and forever MEN. And now he is saying that women who look a bit masculine and may have taken testosterone are MEN. And therein lies the problem; there is no logic, just rabid anger and spiteful hate. And it will never change. And the absolute irony of it? You are seeing a peri/post menopausal woman failing to deal with a hormonal shift in his own body. The amount of Estrogen and other female hormones naturally produced by the body drops radically during and after menopause. They still have the same level of testosterone; both male and females produce both sets of hormones, but your XX/XY determines how you respond to them (it’s more complicated, as is everything in the human body). But now, with the lack of estrogen, they are feeling that sick anger that men feel. By his own logic, JKR is a man.

Pictured – and revisited my favourite high-class prostitute, Kitty Klaws. And that’s lines of sugar by the way, before people get appalled. I just thought it went well with the look….

But I’m sad because you could never have that conversation with the troll. It’s more of a crusade and a religion to them now; there is literally no cognisant logic there. Again, I truly wish the legal action works, if only so I don’t have to see, and seethe, at every misogynistic thing the troll posts.

Deep breath. Apologies for that little rant but even now, after a while on happy pills and over eighteen months sneaking my other happy gel, I still get a spasm of the old male rage when I see someone being an out and out bully.

And talking of bullies, and how to utterly use them for the opposite of what they are trying to do, the tale of a thousand trolls…..

So, a while back I posted a reel on Instagram of me walking home at 3:00am through Manchester. It’s a good one, if I say so myself; I look confident (I was happily totally drunk), tottering on heels (again, drunk) and completely happy (not down to the drink). I shared it without checking the audience of the post, and accidentally set it to be visible to anyone, and, more importantly (and dangerously) anyone could comment.

Pictured – it was this night. This was right at the end, I so didn’t want the night to finish.

I was amazed at the interactions it had; normally I post a picture or a reel and I get 100-300 likes, this one had a thousand within a couple of days. I should have twigged what I had done, but I was still high on the fun of it all.

Then, after a couple of days, the insults started. A few at first, the vomit emoji, a ‘It’s a man!’ comment, usual 13 year old sat in his odorous bedroom kind of thing. And then it ramped up.

I was getting constant nasty comments. And they were starting to chain – one comment would say ‘Is that a man???’, the next would say ‘Yeah, a really ugly one too’, and then a third with an emoji and something else awful.

I may be sounding like it effected me, but it didn’t; I’ve been on the internet before it was the internet, and my previous job, which I did for twenty odd years, I can’t talk about, but let’s just say I hunted people like this and did, well, interesting things to them.

Pictured – changing subject rapidly, do you like my new frock from M&S. I went out in the heat of a Summer afternoon in London in it and it was glorious. Didn’t wear any tights either; the feel of a warm breeze blowing up your dress is just wonderful.

I figured out why I was getting such a huge amount of nastiness, the aforementioned ‘everyone can comment’ and ‘everyone can see’. The Instagram algorithm had obviously dropped my post onto someone’s feed and they took offence. However, the trolls made a couple of critical, and amusing, mistakes.

Firstly, the negative comments, even the chains, came every fifteen minutes on the dot. Tiny bit of tech, on Linux systems you can set up what is called a ‘cron’ job that executes a process on a time differential – this was hitting my feed every fifteen minutes on the minute. It was obviously an automated attack.

Secondly, the accounts that were sending them were all plundered. Basically, people post lists of username/passwords on the dark web, and hackers will piggyback on to these accounts. In order to keep using them they won’t change the password, and they look for accounts that don’t post often or haven’t posted in a long time. Perfect camouflage.

So I started blocking the accounts, which hides anything I do from them, and removing the comments. But I didn’t change the visibility of the post for a wonderful reason. These trolls were bumping my feed up the algorithm.

By commenting on the post every fifteen minutes they were blunt-fooling the algorithm that my post was popular. And it was displaying it on many more people’s feeds. And the majority of people seeing it like the stuff I put up. In the space of four days, before I got tired of dragging the trolls around on invisible leashes they couldn’t see, my follower base had jumped up by two thousand people.

Pictured – and my OnlyFans membership jumped up as well, because there are links on the Instagram. So the trolls were putting money directly into my pocket as well. Bliss.

And it was so much fun to use the trolls. I’ve relented a little and set my default settings to followers only for comments, but left the posts as visible to all. Plus I have an extra 2k followers now…..

Right, enough troll tales, will get back to the fun fashion stuff next. I may even bite the bullet and tell the tale of Trans Roma. Building up courage for that one…..

Stay beautiful and don’t let the spiteful haters drag you down. Remember, when the lights go out and they are alone all they have to talk to are their own little minds.

Pictured – one more of the prosthetic; it’s so good I can wear it with just underwear. Also check out the painted nails and the Rose tattoo. Again, bliss.