To Red Scare

You must allow me to refuse to participate, and you're certainly in no position to bargain for the rights to my songs or other stories. James Cain and Cassandra Tse: you haven't acquired my IP, and you didn't co-write it. Steve Barr may have attempted to suggest that you did, but the documents that I wrote weren't able to be accessed without my permission. I didn't give it. All forms of pornographic torture must immediately end. The police are aware of your role in this bullshit, and it may result in a charge. All forms of coercion invalidated any potential contract, and now you're left with zero rights and thousands of wasted dollars. - Why were you so rude? What was so hard about a lunch meeting? Why didn't you stop in 2021, 2022 or 2023, when I was hospitalised for being suicidal?

Why did you continue to suggest that the only form of 'rehab' was being Tina? Why didn't you write to me to provide emotional support? Why didn't you pay me for the first draft, then pay me for the second draft? What gave you the right to be moral arbiters and judge my actions? - This is the whole point: you saw me as a meme, not a person. Your inhuman laughs at my queerness were unacceptable. Why would I make a drama about being trans with people that a) aren't and b) are obviously a bit transphobic?