Grace Lavery / Joseph Lavery & Daniel M. Lavery / Mallory Ortberg - "Straight with extra steps" couple trooning out to avoid "dwindling into mere heterosexuality"

They were married when Lily and Joe started flirting on Twitter.
Of course Joe got off on and crowed about being a "dyke" homewrecker to his online fan base. And LaLa probably felt a shiver of internet famous too.

It's no wonder that they're such a happy match. They get so much that they desire from each other.
 
Short answer: she's an uber fangirl of obscure artistic revolutionaries who valiantly fight "institutional hegemony" through their unconventional creativity. I guess the opportunity to live and breed with one (and be part of the BPT alongside his lawful wife) was too enticing to pass up. Instead of merely observing and critiquing disruptive artistic and cultural history, LaLa is livin' it. Large.
Absolutely. She's the academia version of a straight-for-pay(or clout) entertainment industry lesbian/"bisexual". She never made any attempt to hide it, none of them really do.
 
Her one published work was her thesis. Not to flush theses down the tubes, but she's not at all in the league of a mad monographer like her much-gendered son's girlish mummy, who serves up student comments on sitcoms in hot academic flapjacks faster than you can say, "Make mine with corn smut, please."

Happy New Year to all and to all a good bite!

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Yeah I’m going to agree on this one. I started reading it and based on the first chapter, skimming a few random pages, and the end-notes:
  • it’s fairly clearly written for a thesis, which admittedly isn’t saying much these days, but hey, praise where it’s due
  • it’s an interesting subject: the French government bemoaned the cultural illiteracy of the masses and tried a technocratic solution, but artists pushed back against the idea of state-approved art forcefed to citizens.
  • at first blush it looks like a really solid bit of work, which as a Ph.D thesis it bloody well should be. It’s based on research in French language archives on the artists, plus research on French cultural policy and politics, French intellectual ideas and their interaction with and effect on artists,
  • she uses the word „queer” exactly three times in the entire book. Joe’s Ph.D thesis isn’t freely available, but his book Quaint, Exquisite seems to be based on it. He can’t get through the introduction to Quaint, Exquisite without sperging about queer bodies and white ethnonationalism today. That book is about late 19th Japonisme, by the way. One reviewer of Joe’s book on Goodreads said they learnt more about his neuroses than the subject. Lily by contrast does not let us know which Magnetic Fields song is her favourite.
  • her approach seems pretty straightforward: here’s what was happening in art, here’s what was happening in the country. Both artists and government were trying to use art to speak to the population. How did they do it, and what were the differences between artists and government, and between artists? Joe threatens psychoanalysis, covers a thousand different things, and barely mentions the actual century he’s writing about in the introduction.
  • her introduction names and thanks her office administrators, which is only proper. Joe doesn’t.
I’ll probably read both books because the subjects are interesting, but at this stage Joe’s argument is inherently more tendentious and his sentences more deliberately obscure than Lily’s.
 
Happy New Year, friends. Let's see what our favorite intellectual has to say about it all:
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What is in, what is out, a Vegas gift shop with many more Luigis than Marios (we know why), and Satanic hills. I rarely think about Satan, the enemy of mankind. It always seems quaint to me that some group of jellybaby try-hards wants to appropriate Catholic ideas about hell—harmless, except that they’re the sort of people who wear shiny polyester red shirts to the sex party, and hang around the edges of the room, twirling their mustaches out of a lack of anything better to do. “Wouldst thou like to live deliciously,” erm, no thanks, Gerald 🙂↔️. I’ve also always been vaguely amused by the conflict between the Satanists who worship Satan qua baddie of Christianity, and those other Satanists who create their own version of Satan to worship—individualism! freedom!—and pretend it has nothing to do with Christianity. The issue at stake is whether apostasy could ever become formalizable in positive terms—I suppose I’m skeptical. If you piss on the altar, you’re paying homage to the church, as Raoul Vaneigem more or less said. I found my own neo-Platonisms as a teenager keen to kick against the Catholic pricks of my childhood—tarot, the very dumb Crowley stuff laundered by British invasion comics in the 1990, etc.—so I’m not claiming to be above the general apostatic impulse. It just didn’t lead me to Satan—too ready-to-wear, too visually overdetermined with its horns, deep reds, and whisper of vampirism. If I’m going to pledge my self-respect to a demonic agent, I at least want it to look and act unexpectedly.

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The "Satanic hills" he mentions in the caption. It's just Moab, idiot.
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He never said he was a woman!
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The "gift shop with more Luigis than Marios" he mentions in the caption:
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Mallory did not rate inclusion in his New Years post, womp womp:
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Ew:
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And his nonsensical In and Out list. "Denma", "JWA", and "Walter" are all designers (JWA is JW Anderson, Walter is Walter van Beirendonck). HILARIOUS that Joe thinks his opinions on fashion are in any way meaningful.
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This post is currently seven hours old and no response from Mallory yet, but Lily gave it a Like. God, imagine having to read this shit and pretend to take it seriously. :story:

Meanwhile, Mallory posted Lala on Instagram:
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No Like from Joe, but she got one from Lily. The interesting part to me was that someone asked where they were and Tard Baby sassily refused to say:
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That's a creosote bush behind her, and Joe mentions they were in Las Vegas, so it's probably Nevada or California. Creosote bush range:
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Route from Moab to Berkeley via Las Vegas:
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Happy New Year, friends. Let's see what our favorite intellectual has to say about it all:

That’s warmed-over Nietzsche overlaid with his own dreary aesthetic preference and personal history. Starting 2025 as he ended 2024 then. Here’s Tard Baby’s take on that product

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Somewhere, an orthodontist is saving that as scare material.

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Because Monstrous Bubo Productions says so.
 
I was just reminded of that awfully embarrassing poem Joe published like 2 years ago, and which he, wisely, appears to have deleted.

So In the holiday spirit let us relive the cringe of seasons past and remember a happier time when Joe was a more active cow with udders powerful enough to spray paint pure poetry across the room.

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I'm not fully caught up on the lore here, but did she really give away her house?
There’s more info in the thread on the house saga starting on page 135 (don’t know why I can’t link). She didn’t exactly give it away, but sold it cheap iirc because social justice or something.
 
There’s more info in the thread on the house saga starting on page 135 (don’t know why I can’t link). She didn’t exactly give it away, but sold it cheap iirc because social justice or something.
TY! The house is in Oakland which is close to Berkeley, so I wonder if their plan is to mooch of these people as a favour for selling the house for cheap. I guess this poor "trans-disabled femme" is about to find out there's no such thing as a free lunch.
 
I'm not fully caught up on the lore here, but did she really give away her house?
This was a time when the duo were burning through cash at an astonishing rate with multi thousand dollar scarves and sneakers and such. Add on top of that the expense of living in a central part of a big city and I think the speculation was that the house was sold to facilitate the lifestyle.

To give Mal a minor amount of credit she clearly did not want to be a landlord and sold the house off to a charity worker for what looked like a handful of shekels plus some promises and dreams.

I don't get it but if this was a principled choice rather then out and out stupidity then this is again Mal living up to those principles in all the ways Joe doesn't.
 
With all the health problems they're giving themselves on top of sterilising themselves? That's :optimistic:

I remain so, so unconvinced that Joe is capable of fertilising anything.
I utterly doubt that baby is his.

It'll be some blissfull ignoramus, one night stand progressive and exciting sexual revolutionary (tinder date) 24 year old, from back in NYC.
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