About a year ago I caught up with an old school friend, and find his Tumblr. Or should I say, her Tumblr now. Yep, she's gone trans. It's full of her artwork which isn't bad albeit rather, well, pretentious. She posts this old comic she produced in 2014 while still in "eggmode" and it's just what I expected really. Weird shit for its own sake and relying on the "true art is incomprehensible" gambit. Involves this brain transplanted into a sentient attack ship which bursts through the light barrier and has mind-sex with a pink splodge. Yeah.
To be fair her art is quite good, and she passes quite well also. Unfortunately, the pseudointellectual is strong with this one. Well I suppose if you have a BA in English and were at Oxford with Laurie Penny (yes, THAT Laurie Penny) such things tend to happen. Last I'd heard of her she was still a he and was selling insurance to old people.
(Is it just me or does Oxford University irretrievably damage people? The Alcoholic Ex went to Oxford and she, well, became a pisshead; a roommate I once had went to Oxford and he was an actual paranoid schizophrenic...)
I friend her on Facebook, she defriends me without explanation further down the line. I think during the 2016 election when I openly giggled at people literally shaking and cryin rn. Meh. No great loss.
I keep an eye on said Tumblr and today, I find this:
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Have a read of that hipster word salad and tell me that this person is not in severe danger of a head so far up the arse they collapse under their own gravitational field. This is a singularity of pseudointellectualism and pretention. It's like that Venn diagram meme about hipster music tastes, you know, "music I like" and "music you like" and the intersection is "music I used to like." Except it's real.