This is not surprising, given Joe’s views on fists in women’s faces.
This version of the infamous fist pic is important because with the caption included, it’s clear that this was in no way, shape, or form a
stolen picture. Joe’s sole defense is to claim this was stolen, when he freely posted it out to the world, particularly to anyone who followed that (originally public) sex bunker instagram account during the covid lockdowns. Sharing it in its entirety is an easy way to shut down his cope about the whole thing. Doesn’t look so
stolen when he’s bragging about posting it to Mal’s applause in the original post.
Meanwhile, back in Brooklyn, excitement mounts as the Sept. 14 U.S. launch of
Feminism Against Cisness approaches starring Grace Lavery, Beans Velocci, Emma Heaney, and Jonna Wuest at the Lesbian Herstory Archives. Will Joe phone it in or is his airfare covered?


Feminism Against Cisness (sic) you say? So, feminism against women. That’s just a fancy tricksy way to hold an MRA rally. Right up Joe’s alley.
Sure I could
deconstruct the stupid made up word,
cisness, in more depth, though with the way it’s being used in that upcoming conference title, it’s clearly an attack on women disguised as feminism. Troons think they’re so tricky with their navel gazing bullshit. Men still won’t ever be women, (& vice versa) but to be frank, this
cis-bs comes from AGP’s trying to create a subclass of woman. Pooners jumped on the
cis-train for the free prepackaged word salad. Holding an allegedly feminist conference on that shit is an absolute oxymoron.
What the fuck happened to Ortberg?
Right? It’s startling at first, but the question remains. I simplify it as another case of trying too hard. Her pretensions became fatal. Ortberg didn’t survive. Tard Baby’s driving the bus now & for the foreseeable future, unless she pulls a Leviticus on her self respect, but, yeah right. That’s not gonna happen. After the fact, it becomes easy to wonder, did she ever have any self respect at all? I think she did, but it’s been through an emulsifying process or some other mastication à la Joe. Dead to rights, now.
When this house of cards finally takes a tumble, Moe’s sure to keep Eyeore-ing around in some frumpy old jumper, playing quaint word games on her debt-substack about the transient nature of existence, using Ancient Greek philosophers as a stand in for herself & her lost families, both the birth fam & the horror show troon throuple troupe.
Side note:
who are these dumbass reply gals? Do we really need to restate and explain Mallory's mildly humorous caption in extreme detail?
Those dumb ass reply girls are what’s left of Moe’s fanbase, imo. Maybe a few baby poons who buy what she’s selling, a scant few to be sure. They keep her alive by fluffing her ego just enough to suffer another day of toil & trouble in The Joe & Lily Show, guest starring Baby. She hasn’t made it into the opening sequence yet, but if she wipes enough ass, eats enough tomato parsnip water, & doesn’t have emotions, she might one day receive a guest spot. Making a few bucks, asap, is her only other hope to stay on as a show producer. Even though she’s the original producer, Curly nabbed up the rights quicker than Moe could take her monthly testosterone shot, but thankfully before she got to the phalloplasty.