Jaron Seth Bloshinsky / Jazz Jennings / I Am Jazz - Puberty Blockers: Not Even Once

[Orion Balls]

"Screw you, Ari, everyone's favorite little girl princess. I'm gonna go up to be a bigger, better, girlier girl than you could ever be, and then I'LL be the specialest and no-one will ever look at you again!"

...and he did.

More like mommy didn't relate to her first daughter. Because Ari was Daddy's girl. So, she decided to try again with her youngest son. Little boys love their mommies the best. Especially, when they never grow up.

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I feel like a lot of it was jealousy for Ari. As the firstborn and only daughter, they probably made a big fuss over her. Jazz probably resented it and found the attention he wanted via a combo of acting like Ari and Jeanette grooming him. And Ari was just supposed to shut up and accept it while pretty much never getting attention ever again.

The firstborn is commonly given the hardest and strictest path, because it's the original experiment in child rearing. Younger kids are granted more leniency. The eldest is often more independent in adulthood, because of the strict upbringing.

Jazz didn't resent his sister. Jeanette did. I'll bet Ari was the apple of her father's eye, and took attention away from Jeanette. Twins will always love each other the most, because they have a unique bond. Who is left for mother to take care of, and have depend on her?

 

[Duncan Hills Coffee]

This must sound weird, but if Jazz ain't going to college, will god emperess Jeanette allow Jazz to get a job? Like, you know, an adult?

I doubt Jeanette would want Jazz to get a job, seeing as how she wants him under her thumb at literally all times and refused to let him go to college for that reason. And even if she did make him get a job, Jazz is mentally unequipped to deal with employment and wouldn't last long at even the most basic fast food jobs.

Besides, the Bloshinskys are rich so Jazz doesn't have to work a day in his life.

 

[Free the Pedos]

Besides, the Bloshinskys are rich so Jazz doesn't have to work a day in his life.

I was under the impression that they’re upper middle class, But I’m happy to be proven wrong if someone knows more about their financials. When the parents die I doubt their estate split into four will be enough for Jazz to live on forever.

 

[Kate Farms Shill]

I was under the impression that they’re upper middle class, But I’m happy to be proven wrong if someone knows more about their financials. When the parents die I doubt their estate split into four will be enough for Jazz to live on forever.

You're assuming it'll be split evenly between Jazz and the not-Jazzes. Maybe if dad outlives Jeanette, he'll treat them as equal. If Jeanette is Last Bloshinsky Standing, she'll leave the lion's share to the golden child and stipulate anything the others inherit must be used to support Jazz somehow.

 

[Stupid Sexy Flanders]

And, it's my understanding (having never had a penis), that there's a stage were little boys, like 2-3 years old, just like touching/playing with their penises (pensi?). It's completely normal, it doesn't mean their trying to tuck them or pull them off.

One of the more embarrassing things that my mother likes to tell is how me and my sister used to bathe together and I used to tuck my penis between my legs and saying that I looked like my sister. It's normal kids stuff, especially if you have an older sibling of the other gender, but today it probably would be seen as being totally a sign of transness.

 

[Tasty Tatty]

You're assuming it'll be split evenly between Jazz and the not-Jazzes. Maybe if dad outlives Jeanette, he'll treat them as equal. If Jeanette is Last Bloshinsky Standing, she'll leave the lion's share to the golden child and stipulate anything the others inherit must be used to support Jazz somehow.

Maybe it's for the best, even though it can be unfair for the other three. I mean, by the time their parents are old, Ari, Griff and Xander will probably be each married with children and will have homes of their own, as well as jobs and fulfilling lives. They won't need the house or most of the money. Jazz, otoh, won't have anything.

 

[Kate Farms Shill]

One of the more embarrassing things that my mother likes to tell is how me and my sister used to bathe together and I used to tuck my penis between my legs and saying that I looked like my sister. It's normal kids stuff, especially if you have an older sibling of the other gender, but today it probably would be seen as being totally a sign of transness.

Young children do not place any real significance on genitals. A little girl watching her baby brother have a diaper change might ask about his penis, but it means nothing to her beyond "his flesh-lump is different from mine and this is mildly interesting." They have no concept of sex and therefore they have no concept that every boy has a penis and every girl has a vagina no matter what they act or look like until you tell them.

That's why you gotta start the transing young before they've absorbed any pesky facts they'll have to un-learn.

Maybe it's for the best, even though it can be unfair for the other three. I mean, by the time their parents are old, Ari, Griff and Xander will probably be each married with children and will have homes of their own, as well as jobs and fulfilling lives. They won't need the house or most of the money. Jazz, otoh, won't have anything.

You know, we're both missing the obvious here: Jaron is not going to outlive his parents. If the inevitable morbid obesity/beetus/heart disease or complications from the axe wound don't do him in, 41% will.

 

[6thRanger]

Finally dived into this after multiple /tv/ threads. This entire thing really makes my skin crawl.

Jazz's parents should wake up every single fucking morning thankful Jazz hasn't brutally murdered them for all that they've done.

Thank you to the lads and lasses who's comments made the Lynchian nature of this tale easy to grasp.

 

[Wabbu]

This must sound weird, but if Jazz ain't going to college, will god emperess Jeanette allow Jazz to get a job? Like, you know, an adult?

Her job will be "reality TV personality" for the rest of her life, like a Kardashian with a frankengina, even after her show ends, she might go on other shows that casts washed up reality tv stars, she might try to release shitty music, leak a sex tape to get "Jazz, the Adult Years" greenlit etc

 

[Tasty Tatty]

You know, we're both missing the obvious here: Jaron is not going to outlive his parents. If the inevitable morbid obesity/beetus/heart disease or complications from the axe wound don't do him in, 41% will.

He's gonna be alive as long as he has something to remain entertained and numb. He's now having fun with social media and his siblings, but as soon as they start leaving the nest and having their own families, he's gonna start to crack.

 

[Chan the Wizard]

Her job will be "reality TV personality" for the rest of her life, like a Kardashian with a frankengina, even after her show ends, she might go on other shows that casts washed up reality tv stars, she might try to release shitty music, leak a sex tape to get "Jazz, the Adult Years" greenlit etc

So he’s going to go where all washed up reality stars go: the British version of Celebrity Big Brother.

 

[Um Oh Ah Yeah]

One of the more embarrassing things that my mother likes to tell is how me and my sister used to bathe together and I used to tuck my penis between my legs and saying that I looked like my sister. It's normal kids stuff, especially if you have an older sibling of the other gender, but today it probably would be seen as being totally a sign of transness.

In a similar way, when my son was around 3 or 4 years old we had this discussion:

Boy: boys have willies
Me: Yup
Boy: but girls don't have willies
Me: that's correct
Boy, thoughtfully: then we should take you to the willy store and buy you a willy

It stuck in my mind because it was hilarious, but for the purposes of this conversation, what's more important is that he was older at the time than Jazz was purported to be when he asked to be visited by the vagina fairy. The conversation makes a few things clear regarding my son's understanding of gender.

1. Boys have penises
2. Girls do not
3. Penis (or the lack thereof) does not define the gender, it is simply an attribute
4. Penises can just be acquired at a store, like a shirt

If I can extrapolate from there, I'd say it's pretty notable that a kid--not even a toddler anymore--didn't attach any particular emotion or meaning to having a penis, just that penises were something that girls don't have. He seemed to approach the topic in the same way he did when he was trying to figure out the whole "hair length equals gender" thing. Boys have short hair and a penis and girls have long hair and no penis; not that short hair and a penis makes someone a boy. It's a pretty important distinction.


Most notably though, in my opinion, is that not only did he not know the word for whatever girls should have, he didn't even think that girls should have something in place of a penis. If you have a boy who's done the fairly normal thing of accidentally catching his mom get out of the shower or walked in while she's changing, it makes sense. The female genitals just look like nothing, especially to a kid who's used to looking down and seeing dangly bits. It seems pretty obvious to conclude from there that girls are just missing a penis and have nothing in its place.

I hope any of that makes sense, because I feel like it's extremely important. I find it very strange that a 2 year old Jazz would say that he wished the vagina fairy would visit him, unless someone sat him down and took great lengths to explain and show what a vagina is and why it's different. If that story were even slightly true, he'd say that he wanted a fairy to take his penis, and that's it.

So either it's a complete lie, or someone was spread-eagled in front of a toddler. I'm hoping it's a lie.

 

[Putin Bot]

So he’s going to go where all washed up reality stars go: the British version of Celebrity Big Brother.

Not to get off topic, but I believe there was a troon from Britain who auditioned for Australia Big Brother (or whatever the faggot show is called) then when he didn’t get the spot, filmed his narcissistic rage meltdown on YouTube, then got fired from his job due to all the negative reactions to his video.

Anyway, Jeannette would only let Jazz do that if she’s on the show with him. Mommy dearest must always be in control.

 

[spiritofamermaid]

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I really like how completely unexcited Jazz looks and sounds in this video.
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Are these supposed to be funny? Am I just too old to get tik tok humor?

Sorry for replying to an old post but omg that second video- dude looks like a boy who stuffed pillows under his shirt for pretend boobs (and tbh it's not that far off for Jazz).

 

[Rabidcolombian]

In a similar way, when my son was around 3 or 4 years old we had this discussion:

Boy: boys have willies
Me: Yup
Boy: but girls don't have willies
Me: that's correct
Boy, thoughtfully: then we should take you to the willy store and buy you a willy

Did you respond with, "No son, we must cut your willy off. YOU'RE the freak here."

Do girls ever say something like this when they find out what penises are? As a girl, I never thought that when I knew of this difference. I just thought, "Okay, boys have penises and girls don't" and left it at that. I never felt sorry for them or thought they were things that needed to be disposed of, but your story is something I've heard from friends about their sons a lot. They get really depressed when they find out girls don't have dicks (Men like to think they have the superior genitalia, but at least I can sit with my legs crossed and get kicked there without feeling horrible pain. My vag can take a beating unlike your sensitive dick and balls, as Betty White once said.)

Are girls just more mature and understand better the difference between genders?

This would make me think that there would be a stronger likelihood that Jazz, at that age, would be more depressed about girls NOT having willies than him being depressed that he HAS one.

 

[AuriSaurus]

Did you respond with, "No son, we must cut your willy off. YOU'RE the freak here."

Do girls ever say something like this when they find out what penises are? As a girl, I never thought that when I knew of this difference. I just thought, "Okay, boys have penises and girls don't" and left it at that. I never felt sorry for them or thought they were things that needed to be disposed of, but your story is something I've heard from friends about their sons a lot. They get really depressed when they find out girls don't have dicks (Men like to think they have the superior genitalia, but at least I can sit with my legs crossed and get kicked there without feeling horrible pain. My vag can take a beating unlike your sensitive dick and balls, as Betty White once said.)

Are girls just more mature and understand better the difference between genders?
This would make me think that there would be a stronger likelihood that Jazz, at that age, would be morw depressed about girls NOT having willies than him being depressed that he HAS one.

I was the only girl in my family, and for a short time, I thought that I would grow my own penis because when my brothers and I were bathed together, I saw theirs. I thought because I was younger, that it was acquired with age.

I don't know when the idea left my mind, probably when co-bathing stopped and I began socializing with girls more than boys. I don't think it's an abnormal thought, especially when you have siblings of different sexes and you may be exposed to the opposite genitals at an earlier period in life. But if the parent explains it correctly, then there shouldn't be so much confusion.

 

[Blonde Bomb]

Did you respond with, "No son, we must cut your willy off. YOU'RE the freak here."

Do girls ever say something like this when they find out what penises are? As a girl, I never thought that when I knew of this difference. I just thought, "Okay, boys have penises and girls don't" and left it at that. I never felt sorry for them or thought they were things that needed to be disposed of, but your story is something I've heard from friends about their sons a lot. They get really depressed when they find out girls don't have dicks (Men like to think they have the superior genitalia, but at least I can sit with my legs crossed and get kicked there without feeling horrible pain. My vag can take a beating unlike your sensitive dick and balls, as Betty White once said.)

Are girls just more mature and understand better the difference between genders?

This would make me think that there would be a stronger likelihood that Jazz, at that age, would be more depressed about girls NOT having willies than him being depressed that he HAS one.

The only time I ever 'wanted' a penis was when I was five. All my friends were boys & I was mad I couldn't pee on a tree or in the bushes. But it didn't consume my life.

I think boys may tend to fixate more on their genitals because they're external. They can see it, play with it, make observations about it. When they get older, they can compare it to others and there's the whole thing about size. For girls, ours are pretty much all the same and the 'interesting stuff' is internal. Unlike Jazz, we don't obsess about depth or how it looks. As they get older, I feel like girls worry more about breast size than what their vagina looks like.

Honestly, I think Jeanette just wanted Jazz to be 'special'. She wanted all her kids to be 'unique'. Ari was the only girl (for a while), the boys were twins....what the hell was Jaron? Being 'the baby' just wouldn't do, let's make him trans!

 

[keyboredsm4shthe2nd]

The only time I ever 'wanted' a penis was when I was five. All my friends were boys & I was mad I couldn't pee on a tree or in the bushes. But it didn't consume my life.

I think boys may tend to fixate more on their genitals because they're external. They can see it, play with it, make observations about it. When they get older, they can compare it to others and there's the whole thing about size. For girls, ours are pretty much all the same and the 'interesting stuff' is internal. Unlike Jazz, we don't obsess about depth or how it looks. As they get older, I feel like girls worry more about breast size than what their vagina looks like.

Honestly, I think Jeanette just wanted Jazz to be 'special'. She wanted all her kids to be 'unique'. Ari was the only girl (for a while), the boys were twins....what the hell was Jaron? Being 'the baby' just wouldn't do, let's make him trans!

I think Jazz's depth obsession is because some part of him is trying to assert itself as male (with dudebro dick measuring) but mommy cut it off so he does what he "thinks" is feminine, doing a depth measuring contest. No Jazz, women do not obsess about the depths of their vaginas barring maybe MRKH patients, because most women don't just have a fucking flesh sock stapled into their abdomens that can fall out at any time.

 

[Miss Misery]

Sorry, but the trans baby fooling the gender prediction is a bit familiar to me...

Spoiler: Excerpt from 'I Am Jazz' regarding gender prediction.

When my mom, Jeanette, got pregnant with me, she was convinced she was going to have a girl. At her baby shower, her friends all crowded around her belly and did the necklace test—that old-timey trick that’s supposed to predict what kind of baby a woman is going to have. You hold a necklace with something heavy attached to it, like a pendant or a ring, over a pregnant belly, and if it swings back and forth it means she’s having a boy. If it moves in a circle, a girl is supposedly on the way.

This witchy little version of a gender-test ultrasound nailed it with every single one of my mom’s pregnancies. It just took a little longer for everyone to realize the fetus fairies actually got it right with me.

When Mom was pregnant with my older sister, Ari, she and my dad, Greg, had just moved to Florida so he could start his law practice. She only had a few new friends at the time, so she didn’t have an official baby shower but still did the necklace test with her pals from Lamaze class. It circled around, and Mom gained a lot of weight (she tells me, mostly in her face and butt). When she got pregnant again with my twin brothers, Griffen and Sander, two years later and had an official shower, the necklace marched back and forth like a little soldier.

With the boys, she barely gained any weight. No one could tell she had a bun in the oven if they looked at her from the back, which is especially weird since she had a couple of them in there!

I was a surprise. When my mom first started feeling sick less than a couple of years after the twins, she thought she had the flu. As soon as she realized what was really happening and began putting on tons of weight, she knew she was going to have another daughter even before her friends did the necklace trick for the third time in her life and it spun around in circles like crazy. Everything about the pregnancy was identical to what she had gone through with Ari, so she was completely shocked when the official ultrasound revealed a penis on my body.

Spoiler: Excerpt from Middlesex (2001) by Jeffrey Eugenides about the gender prediction of the intersex protagonist.

They moved aside to let Desdemona pass and there, in the middle of the linoleum, was my mother. Tessie Stephanides was leaning back in a kitchen chair, pinned beneath the immense, drum-tight globe of her pregnant belly. She had a happy, helpless expression on her face, which was flushed and hot. Desdemona set the silkworm box on the kitchen table and opened the lid. She reached under the wedding crowns and the hair braids to come up with something Chapter Eleven hadn’t seen: a silver spoon. She tied a piece of string to the spoon’s handle. Then, stooping forward, she dangled the spoon over my mother’s swollen belly.

And, by extension, over me.

Up until now Desdemona had had a perfect record: twenty-three correct guesses. She’d known that Tessie was going to be Tessie. She’d predicted the sex of my brother and of all the babies of her friends at church.

The only children whose genders she hadn’t divined were her own, because it was bad luck for a mother to plumb the mysteries of her own womb. Fearlessly, however, she plumbed my mother’s. After some initial hesitation, the spoon swung north to south, which meant that I was going to be a boy.

Splay-legged in the chair, my mother tried to smile. She didn’t want a boy. She had one already. In fact, she was so certain I was going to be a girl that she’d picked out only one name for me: Calliope. But when my grandmother shouted in Greek, “A boy!” the cry went around the room, and out into the hall, and across the hall into the living room where the men were arguing politics. And my mother, hearing it repeated so many times, began to believe it might be true.

As soon as the cry reached my father, however, he marched into the kitchen to tell his mother that, this time at least, her spoon was wrong. “And how you know so much?” Desdemona asked him. To which he replied what many Americans of his generation would have:

“It’s science, Ma.”

 

[Sinner's Sandwich]

Seems like Jeanette wanted another girl and get attention so she transed her youngest son. How many other trans "girls" were/are created this way? I know about a mother on facebook who transed 2 (!) of her 3 sons.