If Reports About Tyler Robinson’s Transgender Partner Pan Out…

…and by “panning out” I mean if the N.Y. Times grudgingly admits down the road that Tyler Robinson‘s reportedly transgender partner Lance Twiggs, who’s reportedly been cooperating with the FBI, is in fact a transgender person….if it’s apparently a factual situationif this is legtimately real-deal, the trans community will never wash this off.

It isn’t at all clear that the Robinson-Twiggs entanglement was romantic or merely a roommate arrangement, but it sure doesn’t look good, general impression-wise, for the trans community as we speak. If these reports really and truly pan out, I mean…if it all comes out in the wash.

Various reports say that 22-year-old Twiggs is a biomale who’s apparently transitioning (or has transitioned) into womanhood. He and Robinson reportedly shared a three-bedroom apartment in the Fossil Hills housing complex in St. George, Utah.

Let no one dispute that Lance Twiggs is a great-sounding name for a young gay guy. Lance Twiggs could have been the name of a Times Square or Union Square hustler out of a 1969 Andy Warhol-Paul Morrissey film. If Twiggs, obviously quite attractive, had been around back then Morrissey would’ve definitely cast him in Lonesome Cowboys.

Trans-favoring Lefty Millennial: “One story says roommate, not partner. Right now this is rightwing bait for mouthbreathers such as yourself, desperate to assign trans people as the menace to society. Fuck off.”

HE: “You’re in denial, bruh. True, it’s mainly the conservative press reporting this story, but you can’t be thinking this is total poppycock. The Daily Mail has apparently done some real reporting.”

Trans-favoring Lefty Millennial: “You’re a bigot. You’re part of the problem.”

HE: “I’ve never vibed any trans people with hate or bigotry. EVER. I’m a turn-the—other-cheek kinda guy. Comme ci comme ca. Don’t judge, go easy. But these reports are social cancer, if true.”

Trans-favoring Lefty Millennial: “You’re full of shit. You’ve been filled with hate since your life blew up.”

HE: “I wasn’t cancelled by transies. I was cancelled by revenge-minded female publicists and certain female journos. I was cancelled by a #MeToo hit squad. Without my having said or done anything actionable.”

Trans-favoring Lefty Millennial: “Blocking this convo. Keep this filth to yourself.”

HE: “The side that shoots someone in the neck is the side full of hate…I think that’s fair to say.”

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Apologies For The Flatline

The limo job, which I’m happy to have, blends well with daily HE input because it’s colorful and episodic and improvisational, and certainly isn’t a soul-numbing 8 to 5 thing. Every journey is an adventure.

The hours can be demanding but are demand-dependent, and therefore erratic (afternoons, evenings) and catch-as-catch-can.

Serious discipline and concentration are essential, but chill-time gaps between jobs always allow for HE filings, and driving around is nothing if not a constant oppprtunity for reflection, meditation and Maharishi Mahesh Yogi ohm-ing, and I’m always listening to podcasts and music on the one-ear headphones.

Five days on, two days off (Tuesday and Wednesday) plus I can always get furloughs if I submit written requests a few days in advance.

But yesterday was too long (5:15 am wake-up, didn’t return home until 10:30 pm) and grinding, and aside from one morning post about the national Charley Kirk trauma I just couldn’t generate much in my head.

I was briefly diverted by Matt Belloni’s “Attack of the Rotten Tomatoes” Puck piece, but only that. So RT management is cooking the books on top of the standard “”what else is new?” about most critics being corporate-kowtowing, blow-with-the-wind whores, tap-dancers and equivocaters? Haven’t we all been saying this for years?

My own responses plus RT plus Metacritic plus what certain trusted colleagues are saying plus the HE commentariat…this combination has always sufficed.