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

Jazz never played soccer with boys. Correct me if I'm wrong.
He did. He had a harder time beating them than beating girls and blamed it on incompatible personalities.
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Any idea at what age biological differences really start making an impact on sport performance?
 
He did. He had a harder time beating them than beating girls and blamed it on incompatible personalities.
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Any idea at what age biological differences really start making an impact on sport performance?
I wonder if it had to do with girls being more willing to coddle Jazz, rightly or wrongly, and boys wondering why this weird girl/boy was shitting up their team with his/her selfishness.
 
He did. He had a harder time beating them than beating girls and blamed it on incompatible personalities.
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Any idea at what age biological differences really start making an impact on sport performance?
Nope, there is no way this is a life story, uhhuh...This is a narrative written by a Ghostwriter. It is completely detached.
 
Jaron said:
Cousin Debbie gave Ari a pink toothbrush in the shape of the Little Mermaid and gave me a blue one shaped like the Cat in the Hat. I was furious, not just because I hadn’t gotten the pink one, but because mermaids were my thing. ... when I got that dumb blue toothbrush I hurled it across the room and ran behind the couch, sobbing my eyes out.
Any kid who openly moped when getting a present should get a stern talking to; any kid who actually throws the gift away should get a slap on the face.


Like if my hypothetical daughter came home and said that there's a "girl" in her 5th grade class who spends the day grabbing her crotch, pissing herself, drawing mermaids with bobs and vagene, and forcibly holding down and kissing boys, I would absolutely have words with the school
I'm sure the parents of many of Jaron's classmates did exactly that, only to be brushed aside by the school authority.
 
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Jeannette reminds me of this one controlling mother was with her precious son.

For starters, as soon as she had him, she moved out from the bedroom she shared with her husband, and into the kid's room so she could sleep with him every night. Normally, this would be a touching move, except for the fact she rarely allowed her husband to have any alone time with their baby and would not allow him to sleep with them at night (she also continued to sleep with the son until he was 14). She also made a document where in the case of a divorce (regardless of who first files), he would relinquish all legal rights to the kid (but he'd still have to pay child support and alimony).

She also breastfed the kid until he was five (which is pretty fucking creepy), kept him out of school and home schooled him instead, because she wanted absolute control over him and didn't want him influenced by other people. She also would regularly take baths with him until he was 10 (yeah, I know). Her control over her son extended to virtually every decision he could make in life. She picked his clothes, toys, and food. If he wanted something else, he had to ask her permission and explain why he wanted them instead of what she got him, then she'd gaslight him and pretend to cry that he hated her and she just does so much for him. She'd also regularly lament to her son that they only had each other in the world, then shit on her husband of how he hates both of them, and how he wanted her to abort him, and the only reason he wasn't abusing the kid was because she was her son's only protector. Oh yeah, and she taught him sex education by letting him see her nude body (and made him undress too), and explaining what made her body female and his male, oh, and she let him see her free bleed (nude of course), so she could explain what periods were to him, and how a tampon works.

Oh yeah, if you're wondering about if they had extended family, the mother would only allow her side of the family to interact with the kid (but she had to be present at all times), stating that because the husband's parents spanked him and his siblings, they would also abuse her precious child, and plus his dad just looked like a pedophile just waiting to molest her precious son. The husband didn't have a good relationship with his parents (but not because of the spankings) and his siblings led train wreck lives, so he really didn't mind that they never saw his side of the family.

Well, the dad tried to hang on, and try to have a relationship and some influence over his son, but the mother had the kid absolutely convinced that his father was an evil man who'd abuse him if he let his guard down, or if they were ever alone together. Obviously, being shut out from both his wife and son got to him, and the fact the kid was terrified (he would lock himself in his room and then call the mother's cellphone and bawling beg for her to come back and save him) when the mother would leave him alone with his father (and she only did that to torment her son and husband), so he left, though he did try to still reach out to his son, which was futile, because the mother would destroy his letters, either throw out his gifts he sent to the son or pretend that she got it for him.

Fortunately though, the dad hired a competent lawyer, and was able to establish joint custody, and he promptly got a hold of several therapists and psychiatrists, who all deemed that the best move was to get the boy into an intensive inpatient treatment center, and that he needed to be there for at least 3 months, if not longer. Without going into too much detail, the boy had to stay at the treatment center for about 5 months, with the dad visiting as often as he could. The mother was allowed to visit, but only after the boy had been there for a month, and the visitations had to be supervised. And after a month of being away from his controlling mother, the spell was broken, and he realized that his dad and other people were not dangerous or evil, but his mother certainly was.

After he completed treatment, he wanted to live with his father full time, and demanded that if he had to let his mother visit him, it had to be supervised. Once he turned 18, he completely cut off all contact with his mother, and even got a restraining order against her (because she effectively stalked him once the visitation rights were cut off). And I only know this because I was with this kid when he was in treatment (I had my own issues at that time), and once he opened up to us, we were all, OMFG ARE YOU SERIOUS!?! I'm only in contact with him on Facebook, but it seems he's a thriving mature adult with his own family now. Not sure what fate has befallen his mother since he refuses to talk about her, but I hope she's leading a sad miserable life if she hasn't killed herself.

I only brought this up because off all the red flags in Jazz's book. The fact that Jazz is so obsessed with his mother's body and other kid's genitals is because Jeannette also did this kind of inappropriate shit with him. Not saying it was outright sexual abuse, but I would not be surprised if Jeannette regularly let Jazz see her naked or just flat out ignored basic decent parent/child boundaries constantly. Obviously his idea of gender was all her idea. And she's narcissistic enough that she would want Jazz's expectations of what being a woman looked like to be what she looked like. I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't Jeannette immediately want to see the stinkditch right out of surgery? I have never once heard of a troon saying their mom was the first one to look at their stinkditch. That to me....it fucking horrifies me and disgusts me to an extent that I reserve for only the most horrifying people I learn about. If she did indeed look at his stinkditch immediately after surgery, she was dying to see what the fuck they did to Jazz, and I'm sure she was pleased as punch with herself when looking at what she forced onto her son. I almost wonder if Jeannette was hoping for a daughter mini-me instead of a son, since Ari was much too independent to be forced into the mommy clone. When she birthed a son, I almost think her mind kind of snapped, and she decided from then on there, SHE WOULD HAVE A CLONE DAUGHTER!!

Ugh, it just gives me the heebie jeebies thinking about it. Jazz is truly fucked. He's been brainwashed in this for so long, that I do think he will have a breakdown when mommy dearest kicks the bucket, and I wouldn't be surprised if he commits suicide a few months after Jeannette's death (if he doesn't kill himself before).

I'm sorry for the long sperg, but I don't look forward to the days when we look back upon this era with absolute horror of the all the atrocities we have committed on children. I don't look forward to having to hear these now grown children's stories of all the abuse they endured and was encouraged by our brainless and spineless society. I don't look forward to what I'm sure will be mass suicides in the coming years. I don't look forward to the ones who decide to go postal before killing themselves. I don't look forward to the ones who do survive, having to endure years of therapy and probably more experimental medicine or surgeries to try to fix what damage has been done. I don't look forward to any of this, mainly because I'm seeing these stories play out in real life right now. And I can't look away from it, because I have never seen people so openly flaunting their abuse, and being applauded for it!!

And I don't even really like kids, but even I still understand we must protect our children, because they deserve a beautiful innocent childhood. They deserve to explore themselves and express themselves. They absolutely shouldn't feel ashamed because they like something that's typically associated with the other sex, or immediately assume they must be a girl or a boy for liking something. If they feel uncomfortable with themselves, we should instead ask why and teach them that probably everyone has periods of dysphoria, but that doesn't mean we need to feel we have to change ourselves to escape it. And if it persists, well, let's get a therapist and figure out what's behind the root of your dysphoria. Anything other than what the fuck we're doing now.

Sorry, Jazz's story gets to me, especially because I don't think he'll have a good outcome at the end of this.
 
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One of the things that makes him sound super molested and/or mentally ill is that he feels the need to describe everything that happened with his dick between birth and middle school. And it's extensive.

I can recall two instances of looking at classmates' junk on sleepovers when I was in first or second grade. (And it wasn't for lack of opportunity; my bestie was a boy and we'd sleep over at each other's houses in the same bed all the time. After the first time looking at the frank & beans, it just wasn't that fascinating to me.) I wasn't interested in actually kissing boys until I was 13 or so. I didn't draw naked people. I didn't voluntarily (!) piss myself in a fit of passive-aggressive pique.

It's strange to read something that someone wrote about themselves and not like the person, but goddamn he sounds like a little creeper.

Like if my hypothetical daughter came home and said that there's a "girl" in her 5th grade class who spends the day grabbing her crotch, pissing herself, drawing mermaids with bobs and vagene, and forcibly holding down and kissing boys, I would absolutely have words with the school because trauma like that is contagious and I wouldn't want my kid exposed to that. And if I found out that the "girl" was a boy, I would raise holy hell about it.

And for the teachers involved, like what teacher of any grade older than maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe kindergarten expects to have to change kids' clothes on anything but the most rare occasions. A quick googling of "Is my kid ready for kindergarten" says that being toilet trained is essential. And part of that is liability for the school. The first time jovial Mr. M. gets caught with a naked child is going to be the last time Mr. M. is a free man, and Mr. M. ain't going out like that.

And then how old was Jazz when he was smacking his head into the wall? 10? Even for a depressed kid, that's abnormal.

Why didn't Jazz have a tard wrangler?

And on edit: HELL YES THE SCHOOL SHOULD HAVE KEPT HIM OUT OF THE GIRLS' BATHROOM.
Iirc some illegals (whether they are from the Southern border or Omar variety) weren't having their kids be toilet trained but still bringing them to preschool daycares (which requires them to) and it was a Big Deal, where the parents sued the school for discrimination but it was the lack of being toilet trained. Idk if anything ever happened, but the story was more for substantiating the claim of requiring kids be toilet trained before allowing them in preschool or kindergarten settings.
 
When I read the Jazz-horror book I can't help but imagine how people in the future will look back and marvel at how the abuse was laid out so blatantly in full public view. They'll read about Jaron bashing his head into the wall at 10 and obsessing about breasts and vaginas as a toddler and be amazed it was ever published, let alone to an audience full of socially-acceptable progressives thinking they were good and kind moral warriors instead of nutjob cultists.

The Ari thing bothers me the most though, because it's a perfect little microcosm of how the rest of womankind got shafted by this tranny lunacy, too. The deeply conservative Bloshinsky's decided that goddamn it, their little son could be whatever his little heart desired, even if that happened to be his sister. The sister dared to protest and was told to shut the fuck up and move over, be kind and prioritize her brother, or the precious son would kill himself and it would all be her fault. What a boy wants, a boy gets, and the worthless girl needs to knuckle down and subordinate herself to what's really important- making him happy. Ditto the girls on the soccer team. Fuck it, ditto every other girl and woman on the planet. A male wants your womanhood, so it's your duty to give it to him. #runarirun

I'm not sure Jaron was abused in a traditional sense of being touched. I bet the mom did wildly inappropriate things like encouraging him to look at and touch her vagina because she thinks it's "girl bonding" or some shit.
 
When I read the Jazz-horror book I can't help but imagine how people in the future will look back and marvel at how the abuse was laid out so blatantly in full public view. They'll read about Jaron bashing his head into the wall at 10 and obsessing about breasts and vaginas as a toddler and be amazed it was ever published, let alone to an audience full of socially-acceptable progressives thinking they were good and kind moral warriors instead of nutjob cultists.

The Ari thing bothers me the most though, because it's a perfect little microcosm of how the rest of womankind got shafted by this tranny lunacy, too. The deeply conservative Bloshinsky's decided that goddamn it, their little son could be whatever his little heart desired, even if that happened to be his sister. The sister dared to protest and was told to shut the fuck up and move over, be kind and prioritize her brother, or the precious son would kill himself and it would all be her fault. What a boy wants, a boy gets, and the worthless girl needs to knuckle down and subordinate herself to what's really important- making him happy. Ditto the girls on the soccer team. Fuck it, ditto every other girl and woman on the planet. A male wants your womanhood, so it's your duty to give it to him. #runarirun

I'm not sure Jaron was abused in a traditional sense of being touched. I bet the mom did wildly inappropriate things like encouraging him to look at and touch her vagina because she thinks it's "girl bonding" or some shit.
And then men (usually beta men) call you a terf for saying so because in their heads "transwomen" are all perfectly passing like that Felix cosplayer or that... pizza girl cosplay and obvious repulsive fetishists like Kevin Gibes, John Yaniv, and that guy from Wisconsin don't exist. Hey, at least Republicans and the like say women are worthless to my face. I don't agree with it but I respect the gall rather than the pussyfooting "I'm not saying you're worthless, but since they're going to come into your sports, shelters, and toilets, yes, you're worth less than them". EQUALITY! And if that makes me a terf, then fucking fine.
I take my tophats with pride.
 
And then men (usually beta men) call you a terf for saying so because in their heads "transwomen" are all perfectly passing like that Felix cosplayer or that... pizza girl cosplay and obvious repulsive fetishists like Kevin Gibes, John Yaniv, and that guy from Wisconsin don't exist. Hey, at least Republicans and the like say women are worthless to my face. I don't agree with it but I respect the gall rather than the pussyfooting "I'm not saying you're worthless, but since they're going to come into your sports, shelters, and toilets, yes, you're worth less than them". EQUALITY! And if that makes me a terf, then fucking fine.
I take my tophats with pride.
I was unaware there was a publicly sexual deviant tranny in wisconsin, there a thread?
 
I was unaware there was a publicly sexual deviant tranny in wisconsin, there a thread?
In A&N the article's titled something along "She's waited long enough", he went to prison for raping his 10 year old daughter and now "identifies" as a woman, wants to be transferred to lady prison.
 
In A&N the article's titled something along "She's waited long enough", he went to prison for raping his 10 year old daughter and now "identifies" as a woman, wants to be transferred to lady prison.
I'm going to leave that rated as informative though the story is indeed worthy of horrifying.

I can't wrap my head around how that is a constitutional issue, especially in a state as legally conservative as Wisconsin. I wonder if he pulled that shit to try and victimize women in lock up or just to get out of male prison where I guarantee he was afraid for his fucking life and rightfully so. Even in a minimum security joint there's going to be people wanting to stomp his fucking face in when they pull his papers.
 
When I read the Jazz-horror book I can't help but imagine how people in the future will look back and marvel at how the abuse was laid out so blatantly in full public view. They'll read about Jaron bashing his head into the wall at 10 and obsessing about breasts and vaginas as a toddler and be amazed it was ever published, let alone to an audience full of socially-acceptable progressives thinking they were good and kind moral warriors instead of nutjob cultists.

The Ari thing bothers me the most though, because it's a perfect little microcosm of how the rest of womankind got shafted by this tranny lunacy, too. The deeply conservative Bloshinsky's decided that goddamn it, their little son could be whatever his little heart desired, even if that happened to be his sister. The sister dared to protest and was told to shut the fuck up and move over, be kind and prioritize her brother, or the precious son would kill himself and it would all be her fault. What a boy wants, a boy gets, and the worthless girl needs to knuckle down and subordinate herself to what's really important- making him happy. Ditto the girls on the soccer team. Fuck it, ditto every other girl and woman on the planet. A male wants your womanhood, so it's your duty to give it to him. #runarirun

I'm not sure Jaron was abused in a traditional sense of being touched. I bet the mom did wildly inappropriate things like encouraging him to look at and touch her vagina because she thinks it's "girl bonding" or some shit.

The sad thing is that it probably started off rather normally - the boys were twins and had that special bond, so Jazz likely sought out Ari and I'm sure like a lot of girls that age she treated him like a living doll. But instead of putting out healthy boundaries when Ari started growing up, felt like she needed her space and trying to find Jazz other activities where he could meet other kids his age, they started guilt-tripping her with suicide-baiting.

I've said it before, but most likely Jazz's early "girly" interests came from looking up to Ari, which is completely normal for kids with older siblings. It's also normal for older siblings to not want to have their dumb younger siblings aping after them after a certain age. It's just sad and disturbing how the Bloshinky's reacted to what most people would just see as normal kid/sibling stuff and instead helped Jazz become a little creeper with non-existent social skills.
 
I've said it before, but most likely Jazz's early "girly" interests came from looking up to Ari, which is completely normal for kids with older siblings
Celebrity trans child turned cam whore Corey Maison has 4 sisters and no one questioned why he had "girly"interests. Instead he got transed.
 
Just caught up on the thread. Anyone who bought that book needs to be on a list. Holy fuck. It's like some creepy fetish novel.

That aside, it really highlights just how isolated and singled out Jazz has always been. Without the trans stuff, he would still have been THAT kid growing up but he could have turned it around in High School or College. As it stands, Jazz was made a social pariah from birth. Can you imagine that kind of isolation? He never had the chance to fit in anywhere or even just blend in with the other kids. His presence alone has always been a spectacle. He's always been someone that people avoid looking at for too long because they don't want to seem rude.

It must just be normal for him. He's never known anything different. The fact that the worst thing he's done to himself is binge eat is incredible.
 
Stray thought: Jazz in that book comes across as someone who views himself as unable to be criticized or who is unable to distinguish between legitimate criticism versus "haters."

For example, I'm sure he drew naked people at school and I'm sure he was told it wasn't appropriate. I am further sure that instead of reacting to this as a normal girl would ("Wow, I am mortified to have called attention to myself by doing something inappropriate and I will only draw naked people outside school time,") he doubled down and thought "They're just transphobic bigots."

I'd be really interested in what a psych battery would reveal about autism (screaming fits about the wrong clothes as a toddler, much?) versus narcissism versus benignish sociopathy.

He comes off as an absolute void of a person.

What are his interests? What are his passions? Does he have hobbies? Does he create anything? Were he to go to university, what major would he choose? What does he want to be when he grows up?

I know that in [current year], there's odd pressure to create your own personal "brand" in a way that very few people in the past ever did. However, I feel like his interest is himself, he's passionate about himself, his hobby is himself, and so forth.

Even when he dabbles in clothing design, it's a very low-effort "This is what I like to wear" half-assery. He could come up with his own clothing line that would sell very well, but for all his talk about clothes, he's not interested in fashion, he's interested in himself and clothes are just the frame for the picture that is Jazz.

And the trans activism is him advocating for himself and his own personal interests. It's not a hobby when it's all about you.
 
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