This is a photo of a real hate crime against, I think, a gay person. I couldn’t find a picture of the transgender person who recently faked a hate crime. Either way, it’s cool. I mean, it’s not cool that there’s still so much hate in this world, but it’s cool that it allows us to focus on the problem, whether it’s real or not.
Transgender people still face EXTREME FUCKING PREJUDICE by stupid fucked-UP RACIST WHITE REDNECK ASSHOLES merely because they mutilate the FAKE BODIES nature has given them so that it coincides with the REAL gender identities that REALLY EXIST inside their heads!
It’s official: I have a master’s in psychology. You can call me Master Mark if that will make you feel more comfortable.
Of all the court cases the press has pored over recently, none has fascinated me more than that of John Welden, who recently started a 14-year prison sentence for drugging his girlfriend into a miscarriage.
In this corner: “Baby Beluga,” a gentle, playful, fun-loving romp through a childlike ocean by the singer Raffi. In that corner: “Frankie Teardrop,” ten minutes of screams and drones by Suicide.
In previous book-review columns, my inspiration has been great books by great writers, wonderful ideas by people I respect: Céline, J. G. Ballard, Phillip Wylie. There are more.