To the gay community in Wellington

Which of these sounds more plausible: 'I grew up in a culture that rejected gays, and my perceived homophobia is a mixture of factors, one of which was men propositioning me.' Or 'I fucking hate that Michael; he's so hot, and so obviously gay, but can't admit it to himself' -- that's my characterisation of my enemies. I was very clear with my gay friends that I preferred women, and they accepted that. I'd also add that, despite having conflicted feelings, I was still there for Marriage Equality. You lot - gays that want to fuck trannies, but don't see as as equals - have been nothing but rude to me since I came out. Even the non-binaries fucking failed to treat me as anything other than 'less than' ... while Gender Minorities Aotearoa is basically on my side, and generally supportive, even though I chose to focus on weed. - You cannot legally force me to be Tina, you have precisely zero legal rights to my IP because you didn't produce it, you didn't write it, and you didn't pay for it to exist. Instead of paying me a fair licencing fee, people spent countless thousands on their futile attempts to use porn and the media to control me. Those countless hours that you wasted of my life demand satisfaction, and that satisfaction is banning you from the use of my material. Anyone from the (white) drag community that attempts to use my material will face legal action. Otherwise, you can accept the necessity for a formal apology, save me a ton of legwork and dig out that Stuff article yourselves and formally apologise to me. If you're wondering what happened in 2020, I spent a lot of money to give Sinead a piece of my mind about the transphobic coverage that Stuff was producing, and then my Mum was able to convince her to give me back that $80,000. It was obviously a mania, but the questions that I raised were genuine and valid. Since then, Stuff's coverage has been noticeably more tolerant. That's realpolitik. The Wellington Greens cannot have me as an ally until they publicly apologise for that hate hui, Tory. Bear in mind that trans people aren't protected from hate speech, so that's especially bad form.

I wasn't charged for indecent exposure, and the cops never questioned me. If I had committed a criminal offence repeatedly over a period of years, then I would've expected a reasonable response from the cops. Reasonable response = a formal police interview, and a formal warning. There is a reason that we have cops, and that is the reason. I fucking hate it when SJW's try to take the law into their own bloody hands, and that is actually why I'm not a Green member. If your justification was 'this was instead of a police interview' then I would say that you were actually breaking the law by not offering me the opportunity to defend myself in open court over what were clearly slanderous accusations. This was a perversion of due process. I had to prove my innocence over the next 2 years to a bunch of pricks that had never even met me IRL until that moment. That is why I'm furious about that hui. You used beating up on me as a way to gain votes.

It's not funny. Those people called me a pervert, a deviant, implied I was a paedophile, and then had the audacity to claim that I was flashing people intentionally. Horseshoe effect made flesh: you treated me as bad, if not worse, than Rosemary or any of those conservative bigots that were also making my life a living hell. Labour hasn't made any statements about my identity, my clothing or my penis. Neither has National. It's the Greens and NZ First that are the ones acting as if they're the ultimate arbiters of fairness. - You might think Carmen is some historical curiosity, but for me she's much more than that. She did things that nobody had done, and became a joke. This was actually something that I mentioned to Sinead, bringing up an article where Bob Jones said that she was dumb as a post and virtually illiterate after she'd died. As that 1970's interview demonstrates, she wasn't dumb. She managed to run an illegal business for about a decade in Wellington. That's what inspired me. Plus she had taste, she had style, and she could dance and sing.