I'm not Tina

I never was. I'm far harder than she is; I mean, I actually joined a gang.

Though again, it's not actually a gang - activist crime groups are an entirely separate category. I'm not autistic, those weren't social scripts - I invented a whole lot of characters, and people chose to read it in a over-literal fashion because it sounded like real life, which is something I think they struggle to capture. I invented Rachel, Jo and Tina, but I also invented Pandora, Reginald, Alex and Sophie (ok, that was basically just me, but Tina isn't), Ernest Stack and all the other Shipwrecked personages. The characters are supposed to be vehicles for social change; the script + Big Smoke accomplished the changes I needed to be Amanda IRL, while everyone else can pick up where I left off because the drugs wero requires far more attention. Write about your own drug experiences, rather than coat-tailing off mine. 👍 - I actually hope that my enemies read the things I type or listen to the things I say about them: that's the point - I'm bitter and resentful, and thanks to my pot activism I've become very good at filibustering. The deal that's on the table has to die; I refuse to make the Tina movie or to make nice with VUW, and the other large arts organisations can either support Shipwrecked or fuck off. I'll take jail time if necessary - once it becomes legal, they'll expunge the drug convictions. - My challenge to the Wellington blob: let me teach your kids. Not over 18, but actual kids. I'm really good with children, and my former students would mostly back that up.