Let's read: Gender Queer

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She hates it, and it is only with the greatest reluctance that she eventually settles on one particular kind of multi-colored six pack. With all the pinks handed off to Pheobe, Maia is able to just barely make do with the neutral colored pieces.
This kind of behaviour is understandable when you're a kid but to presumably she was still doing this up until her beloved underwear stopped being produced and thats just pathetic, you grow out of "pink is a girls colour" when you're a teenager.
 
  • WHO SHE WILL LATER MARRY.
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That's some cursed image. I wonder if it was Maia that corrupted her sister, or did the siblings parents expose them to either full on porn or someone that sexually harassed them (but is too problematic to mention).

Let me put it this way: if this was a comic about a man drawing futa or sissy hypno on the path to transition, the controversy around it would be stronger. Society tends to see the "fandom" shit women do as cutsey and safe, something tweens and teens do while they squee over K-pop group #243534234. Note that we just get "the One Direction boys are ~lusting over each other~ and it's ~destroying their friendship.~" Maia doesn't explain how this happens. Given her state of development, it could be a drama light novel with some smut. but take a lot of fandom out of fandom and the perversion becomes more apparent. Think of Twilight (which is repurposed BDSM fanfiction itself) and the other woman/monster novels. People hate the books because they suck, but they also portray abusive behavior as intrepid and sexy. It's a more subtle kind of perversion.
I meant it more that even I, someone who knows how insidious the trannies are, feel bad for the girl on how much she damages herself without coming to terms that she's been fed lies.

Though I'll put Maia in the MovieBob category of a useful idiot that is too autistic to realize she says the wrong things aloud. Making her automatically way less evil than her peers.

Society is easy on both women and "women" that make horrible decisions. It accepts the madness not just because of excuses or reverse "power dynamics," but because of the way they try to disguise the madness and play it off as innocent or even beneficial.
I disagree, the idea is usually that women will grow out of this phase and become a productive member of society. Ironically this is extremely common in Japanese Yuri genre but western degens don't understand that. With men, social leeway of being a parasite is way lower and people are inherently repulsed by homoerotic material.
 
It seems troons & dinosaurs are a recurring theme, one autistic troon I know IRL took his dino plushies to the hospital he went for SRS, talked about them with nurses and I've seen more examples here on KF. Apart from actual paleontologists and gendies, I've never seen anyone past child age being obsessed with dinosaurs.
Maybe it has to do with the fact many of them are just a fantasy. That is based on some shards and fragments.
 
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Phoebe is definitely not okay if she's using a hashtag SHIP NAME of her and her wife on her wedding invitation, holy shit. Is this Maia's brainrot rubbing off on her or is Maia's sister just as fucked up in every respect but self-perception?
 
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WHO SHE WILL LATER MARRY.
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LMAOOOOOO pooner looks like a retarded ventriloquist puppet!

I mean, I hope they're happy together, but holy shit the way she clings onto it like a kid is hysterical. This explains so much as to why it is Phoebe got roped into coloring this book, she's just as bonkers. And here we were, unintentionally feeding into a victim complex. Lol, lmao even.

The bloodline has ended, hippie parents felted.

  • But oh noes! Maia's fanfiction is still unfinished, whatever shall she do?
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  • Ask her room-mate/buddy to help out, duh.
  • Remind me again why this wasn't the first option?
Not surprised Maia would ask someone else to tackle the sex scenes like the hack writer she is. Bet if you were to ever find it and read it, you'd immediately feel the tonal shift in between paragraphs/chapters. Also am betting the chick who wrote several thousand words of this was doing her own take and didn't bother going back to rewrite them to better fit Maia's take on the characters.

Oh wait, shit, this is still the One Direction smut that would ruin a real-life friendship. Fujoshits were a mistake.

Apart from actual paleontologists and gendies, I've never seen anyone past child age being obsessed with dinosaurs.
C'mon man, dinosaurs are awesome. They're a natural part of Earth's history, what's not to admire?
 
It seems troons & dinosaurs are a recurring theme, one autistic troon I know IRL took his dino plushies to the hospital he went for SRS, talked about them with nurses and I've seen more examples here on KF. Apart from actual paleontologists and gendies, I've never seen anyone past child age being obsessed with dinosaurs.
Maybe it has to do with the fact many of them are just a fantasy. That is based on some shards and fragments.
It sucks when you study fossils or learn anatomy of them for art only to be grouped with mentally ill manchildren but not like every other media is troon free
 
The Internet Archive has a copy.
I read ahead a little and near the end, she gets another pap smear exam as she embraces being nonbinary and "e" pronouns. It goes as well as you'd expect.
I don't want to step on @Inatrous' toes or go over anyone's head. I just want to show that it won't get better, and probably never will. You can see in the comments that for every person calling it porn, there's someone else calling it a daring, fantastical coming-of-age story when it clearly isn't. Unlike Goodreads, who pointed them out more than once, only one noticed her obvious mental health issues.

The sex scenes were awkward, and if people actually read the book clearly shows how uncomfortable the author is with sexual acts. Whoever is rating the book without acknowledging it's points nor the author's experience is willing to compromise their empathy to prove a political point.

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Note the last panel. Her being in a small box surrounded by white, just holding the paper. This here is an important problem with her comic- she's encouraging the "feels over reals" mentality and portraying important medical procedures as pointless and violating. For obvious reasons, children can't foresee the implications. If they read this, would they be surrounded by adults who actually see through it? Who understand that diseases like cancer are no fucking joke? Who knows. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
 
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Note the last panel. Her being in a small box surrounded by white, just holding the paper. This here is an important problem with her comic- she's encouraging the "feels over reals" mentality and portraying important medical procedures as pointless and violating. For obvious reasons, children can't foresee the implications. If they read this, would they be surrounded by adults who actually see through it? Who understand that diseases like cancer are no fucking joke? Who knows. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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That is not the face of someone sympathetic to your plight, that's the face of a disgruntled doctor going "Not ths shit again."
 
Funnily enough, Everything you've said here is directly supported by Maia herself. Check out this old Gender Queer comic, where she's very explicit about what she really hates when she looks in the mirror:
Holy shit thank you for posting this, definitely some fascinating context. I feel like she's so close to getting it but also frustratingly resistant to the epiphany. She knows her body issues are associated with "puberty" and having a "functional reproductive system". Some of her other anxieties around FTM top surgery are "paperwork", "spending money", and "fear of change". Like holy shit, how can she not make the leap to the realization that most of her problems stem from fear of adulthood itself, that her problem with being a woman isn't with the "female" part but the "adult" part?? She is also terrified of committed romantic relationships or even strong romantic feelings, for example, and is completely stuck in the "this fanfiction where two boys kiss makes me feel funny" stage of her sexual development, i.e. preteen to early teenage years, for a developmentally normal person.

I mean, the underwear scene. Holy SHIT the underwear scene! Phoebe shows her the men's section and she goes straight to the little boy shit. Just GUSHING over the idea of dinosaur undies, at age 26. In no gender (including no-gender) is that shit acceptable. That has nothing to do with being genderqueer and everything to do with being a fucking weirdo with no idea how you come across. I'm sure if you asked Maia to defend this scene she'd be genuinely shocked and offended, and come back with something like "What? Dinosaurs and spaceships ARE cool! What's the problem?!" The problem is that you don't instinctively cringe like the rest of us do, and think this interaction was normal and/or cute sister stuff, and feel no aversion to publishing this for the world. She probably earnestly thinks this scene is entirely wholesome, when it makes everyone else's skin crawl. Not that I think she's a pedo per se (although the twink lust is... concerning), I think she likes little boys' graphic undies because they're so powerfully anti-sexual.

I also love the scene where the realization she can afford top surgery sends her under her desk shaking and sobbing. Again, she's frustratingly close to realizing something here, but she doesn't chase the implications. Namely that what really sends her into a panic is not having tits, but the idea that she and she alone is responsible for this consequential, life-altering decision. You know, adult shit. In fact, fear of adult shit seems to be a significantly more powerful emotion for her than gender dysphoria. Like, if this genderqueer shit were actually that deeply significant for her, then surely the discovery that she can maybe afford the tit chop would at the very least bring mixed emotions of both happiness and anxiety. Surgery could be anxiety-inducing for anyone but if yeeting the teats means that much to her she should also be filled with hope. Instead it's panic and despair at the enormity of the choice "on her shoulders". What she wants is a magic powder (she explicitly says this) that makes her into a neuter; another childish fantasy. A world without difficulty or stakes.

I agree that no children/adolescents should read this book, and not even because of the dildo sucking, but because it's written from a perspective of such pure toxic immaturity. The whole thing is a complete defense of Peter Pan syndrome and learned helplessness under a thin veneer of gender nonsense. The way she lets her anxieties stop her and define her, is fucking pure poison for any struggling kid to read. Her whole life is based around avoidance of "triggers" and regression into childhood. There's no sense in Genderqueer that these fears and limitations can ever be overcome through a change in perspective or personal growth, or that Maia is working toward getting better. I feel bad for her, or I would if she wasn't such a spreader of the learned helplessness mind virus. Hippies and their consequences have been a disaster for the human race.
 
That's some cursed image. I wonder if it was Maia that corrupted her sister, or did the siblings parents expose them to either full on porn or someone that sexually harassed them (but is too problematic to mention).

My money's on Maia and the social circles both she and Pheobe were running in IRL and online. We know Pheobe and Maia are close, and we know Maia has had porn-based brainrot eating at her for a while now, there's no reason not to believe they shared the stuff they were reading between them. Hippie parents are failures, but I think the porn and the woke is more a byproduct of their neglect than anything they actually did.

I maintain there's something uncomfortable about how Pheobe and Maia interact, too. It's not any one thing, but taken all together - the way Pheobe seems to serve a duel role of best friend and pseudo-parent, helping her set up a dating profile, comforting her during a bad patch, all the way to sleeping beside her post tit-chop, feels - co-dependent?? Enabler-y??? I dunno. The way Maia portrays it still reads as off to me.

Phoebe is definitely not okay if she's using a hashtag SHIP NAME of her and her wife on her wedding invitation, holy shit. Is this Maia's brainrot rubbing off on her or is Maia's sister just as fucked up in every respect but self-perception?

I really wish I knew. More than Maia, it was the realization that Pheobe must be some kind of screwed up herself that turned me against their parents. Maia was troubled from an early age, as well as their first, so some disaster parenting is, if not acceptable, at least understandable. But from what little we see of Pheobe? They really don't have the same excuse.

If this were a real memoir, maybe we'd have a better idea of Maia's family dynamics, but instead, all I'm left with is the increasing certainty that Eric Cartman was right. Letting all those hippies live was a mistake.

I don't want to step on Inatrous' toes or go over anyone's head. I just want to show that it won't get better, and probably never will.

No toes stepped on here, fren, so far as I'm concerned mocking Maia and people like her is a positive good, and the more people do it, the better.

My only recommendation is to flip on your adblocker and hit up readcomiconline.li for maximum piracy. The Internet archive is great, but too respectable for this dreck.

Note the last panel. Her being in a small box surrounded by white, just holding the paper. This here is an important problem with her comic- she's encouraging the "feels over reals" mentality and portraying important medical procedures as pointless and violating. For obvious reasons, children can't foresee the implications. If they read this, would they be surrounded by adults who actually see through it? Who understand that diseases like cancer are no fucking joke? Who knows. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It gets even worse when you take into account that a lot of Maia's family members have had cancer, something she admitted herself all the way back in TPB 1.

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Maia is such an ugly person, once you really start to look.


The whole thing is a complete defense of Peter Pan syndrome and learned helplessness under a thin veneer of gender nonsense. The way she lets her anxieties stop her and define her, is fucking pure poison for any struggling kid to read. Her whole life is based around avoidance of "triggers" and regression into childhood. There's no sense in Genderqueer that these fears and limitations can ever be overcome through a change in perspective or personal growth, or that Maia is working toward getting better. I feel bad for her, or I would if she wasn't such a spreader of the learned helplessness mind virus. Hippies and their consequences have been a disaster for the human race.

This is such a perfect summation of what the comic really is, the only thing I can really add is another winner medal to the pile.

Maia is in many ways strikes me as someone who was given everything they ever thought they wanted, but failed to attain what they they needed, and can't understand why they feel hollow and unhappy as a result.

  • Having discovered the wonderful world of boy's men's underwear, Maia Starts thinking about the big questions, the stuff that really matters, the big, world changing questions, namely: What she can do for the children.
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  • Why would Maia be considering kids in any capacity, after spending most of the comic calling them parasites and being elated at never having to birth them? Why, because someone she respects told her to, of course, and having no original thoughts of her own, she just absorbs the beliefs of whoever's opinions she likes the most.
  • For those wondering, I looked into it a little bit, and this Dr. Ehrensaft person is a witch from the Bay area who seems to be using her license as a means to fuck with children while furthering her own career.
  • From the Amazon sample:
  • Some years ago, I began to see a little girl in thearapy. Stephanie had been grumbling since she was three years old:'I think I might be a boy.' Her parents thought it was just a stage that she might grow out of. But she did, and for some time she lived as a boy-girl. Then she gradually moved in the direction of boy. Now Stephanie is Stephen and goes to middle school. It is not always so easy, and some schoolmates who knew Stephan as a girl tease him and tell him he's not a 'real' boy. That hurt his feelings, and his father tells him just to knock them flat, not such a great strategy for the smallest boy in the class. But Stephen marches forth to carve out a space to be the boy that he is now discovering himself to be. I hadn't seen Stephen for a while, but one day recently we had a check-in appointment. No sooner had we settled in when Stephen pronounced, with great aplomb, 'You know, Dr. Ehrensaft,' Gender Born, Gender Made was pretty good, but you should write another book, and this time it should be a book about me.
  • How she managed to meet a live pooner and still think getting cross-sex hormones is a good idea is beyond me. Did she not smell the dead tuna wafting up from the horror clit, or did her own BO just cancel out the stank?

  • Having done her fair share of thinking about someone other than herself for the day, Maia then returns right back to her comfy spot of self-centered navel-gazing, angsting over what pronouns she should truly be before jumping back in time once again, when Maia was 14 and first introduced to a dangerhair called Jaina Bee.
  • A filthy rich somebody, if the fact that she could afford to turn her house into an art installation coated in 185,252 colored pencils is anything to go by.
  • God I hope those were the shit ones. Real colored pencils are almost pure pigment, and seeing such a massive amount of them wasted in the making of this:
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  • Is yet another art crime that hurts me in my soul.
  • Just how upper crust is Maia's family again? Everyone she fraternizes with seems to just float around with fuck-you amounts of money stuffed in their pockets.
  • She and Jaina recconect in 2015, and she turns out to be the one to introduce Maia to the perfect pronouns: E, Em, and Eir.
  • These pronouns are patently stupid, they make no sense, they are a garbage approximation of the normal and expected rhythm of the English language, if I heard these in real life I would probably think someone was just saying "I" over and over again like some kind of self centered cunt.
  • So of course Maia loves them.
  • But oh noohs, what if Maia has to actually stand up for herself when adopting new pronouns, what will she do then?
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  • In some ways, I find the people who seek to fraternize and influence her much more interesting than Maia herself. Look at the way Jaina just casually disregards the idea that other people's feelings and opinions are of any real importance, encouraging her to reject bearing discomfort for the sake of those she cares for, and watering the idea that avoiding personal distress at the cost of all else should reign supreme.
  • I've known this bitch for all of two pages, and I already hate her.
  • I wonder how much of a long term influence she ended up being post 2015.
  • This is the only part where she really shows up, but the comic as a whole echoes this particular ethos from beginning to end.
  • She wasn't the only one, I'm sure, but she seems to have said it in a way Maia really wanted to hear.

  • We jump in time again, now to 2016, where Maia is playing a board game with her male cousin and aunt, a woman named Shari.
  • Maia gracefully lands the idea of making them change pronouns right in the middle of the game, seemingly out of nowhere.
  • Male cousin and Shari essentially respond with the verbal equivalent of 😕
  • They care for her, but don't really get it.
  • Male cousin asks an interesting question - "what's more important: people changing the words they use for you, or changing how they think about you?"
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  • Blah, blah, blah, change the way you think by changing the way you talk - which is as dystopian as it kind of misses what I see as the point.
  • Poor male cousin was trying to get Maia to think about how she conducted herself, I think, and how that effects the perceptions of the people around her.
  • Pity for him his relative has been thoroughly indoctrinated, and hints like that will bounce off her brain like rubber.
  • Shari, however, is much more direct, and rather than backing down with Maia's cutesy attempt at emotional manipulation, hits back with exactly what she thinks all this bullshit she's been hearing about lately truly is:
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  • Fuck yeah, Shari, after almost two hundred pages of running away, Maia is finally forced to confront someone, who she respects, yet disagrees with. She has no answer prepped for her, and no groupies who will jump in to her defense. She has no choice but to sit down, explain herself, and finally, coherently, defend her beliefs.

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  • ...Or you can fold up on yourself and meekly deny reality in the face of defeat, sure, okay, you can do that, too.
  • Pussy.

  • It's only in re-reading this that I realize this is a re-work of an old Gender Queer comic I posted a page ago, this one:
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  • Where I suggested the person talking in "understanding" was her mom, but nope, that's Shari.
  • Screw me for even hoping hippie mom had a spine, yeesh.
 
  • A filthy rich somebody, if the fact that she could afford to turn her house into an art installation coated in 185,252 colored pencils is anything to go by.
  • God I hope those were the shit ones. Real colored pencils are almost pure pigment, and seeing such a massive amount of them wasted in the making of this:
I am not a pencil expert, but I squinted at those pencils. They're not colored pencils; they're pencils of color. They mostly look like factory-painted or printed pencils, the fun kind you get at the book fair or for not biting the dentist; some of them have stripes or foil-printed smiley faces on them. There probably are some colored pencils in there, but they're mostly decorative #2s.

That's still a person with money for frivolity, but we're back to Watts Towers, not Saddam Hussein's gold toilet.
I really wish I knew. More than Maia, it was the realization that Pheobe must be some kind of screwed up herself that turned me against their parents. Maia was troubled from an early age, as well as their first, so some disaster parenting is, if not acceptable, at least understandable. But from what little we see of Pheobe? They really don't have the same excuse.

If this were a real memoir, maybe we'd have a better idea of Maia's family dynamics, but instead, all I'm left with is the increasing certainty that Eric Cartman was right. Letting all those hippies live was a mistake.
I was just thinking of this thread, because I finally got around to reading Alison Bechdel's Fun Home.

It's also a comic, and I'd recommend a read. It's interesting on its own, but also it's a coming-of-age book about a girl in an emotionally-distant family who is not interested in femininity, wait no she's interested in girls all right, which evens out because her dad turns out to be interested in boys. But talk about a contrast.
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Bechdel explains what was going on in her head in the past, gives family background when important, explains other people's motivations both from what she knew then and what she knows now in order to make the narrative track. It's nonlinear, but she says where things are happening like "the year before that," and also you can tell the difference between her drawing of herself at 12 and herself at 19.

I do wonder, though. There's a moment where Bechdel talks with her dad after coming out as a lesbian and says that when she was little, she wanted to be a boy. Her unsuccessfully closeted dad says that when he was little he wanted to be a girl. Of course, in the book we watch Little Alison realize she can just wear a button-up shirt and be a huge dyke if she wants to, and that "dyke" is the thing she's figuring out about herself.

I regret to inform Alison Bechdel that, by virtue of "anyone who ever thought about being the other sex is automatically trans," she is a man now. Also her dead dad is her dead mom by the same logic.

Is the difference just 30 years of culture shift? 30 years, the Internet--Bechdel was from a literary family and references all the books she read throughout this journey--and peer pressure? How many young women are arresting themselves forever in the navel-gazing limbo of gender?

It probably helps that Alison Bechdel isn't a sped. She even figured out how to masturbate efficently,
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Fuck yeah, Shari, after almost two hundred pages of running away, Maia is finally forced to confront someone, who she respects, yet disagrees with. She has no answer prepped for her, and no groupies who will jump in to her defense. She has no choice but to sit down, explain herself, and finally, coherently, defend her beliefs.
This is the part I like to quote, Based Board Game Grandma. Please note the most amazing thing: not only couldn't Maia think of any explanation, any witty comeback in the moment, she still can't. It's years later and Maia is painstakingly drawing a book, and she didn't add in a fake bon mot where everyone clapped and Shari was Albert Einstein.

Maia didn't even have to put in this part at all; even though she's outargued, nothing came of this. Shari didn't apologize or get shunned by Maia; I don't think she turns up again. This is just, "and then I was completely owned by an old lady who's actually lived life as a woman, and then I went to bed, NEXT CHAPTER."
 
Maia's reason for wanting new pronouns is fascinating. It seems she wanted to switch to "ey/em/eir" (ugh/ugh/ugh) because "maybe changing how people talk about me will change how they think about me". In other words she wants the right to dictate how people think about and perceive her. It's not simply that they should be polite and use the requested pronouns to spare her feelings, she wants them to think of her as a "genderless person", inherently, all the time.

Now, I think Maia is mostly naive and autistic rather than manipulative, so I imagine her motives for this attempted thought policing are straightforward autistic ones: everyone is identifying her incorrectly, she must correct them so they can be correct! She said something earlier about how many of her problems are because her friends and family don't "see her as" genderless, but she hasn't actually given us a single example of this causing a tangible problem in this whole book. (Instead her problems come largely from her own anxiety and immaturity). Literally HOW are their "misperceptions" a problem for you, Maia? What do they cause them to DO that you dislike so much? Because again, her family and friend group seem, if anything, too accepting and nice to Maia. Which is why I think it's spectrum behavior, just not being able to get over other people being "wrong" and thinking differently than you. Low theory of mind etc.

Also, just... what does it mean to perceive someone as genderless? Gender either is sex or is very closely related to sex, and there are no truly sexless neuters walking around. I don't know how to conceive of a person completely independently of any idea of their sex, I don't think. That's part of the human brain on a deep subconscious level. Am I supposed to treat Maia like a disembodied intelligence? Is it alright if I just see her as sexless in the way of elderly people or children? Actually I think "children" is probably close to the mark with Maia. I think if we lived in a society with separate gender-neutral pronouns for children only, Maia would ditch "em" for "kiddo" in a heartbeat.

As for the specific pronouns "ey/em/eir", they are apparently called "Spivak pronouns", and are an ancient linguistic relic from over a century before the Gender Crusades, a product of fucking ciswhitemale linguists trying to avoid the clunky "he or she", the inhuman "it", and the grammatically incorrect singular "they" as a gender neutral pronoun. They never caught on, were revived half-jokingly in the 1970s, and now apparently in the 2020s are in use by annoying insecure comics artists. I truly don't know why Maia went for these over they/them/their, except I guess to be quirky and special. I won't go into too much of a pronouns rant but I always found neopronouns (anything but he/she/they) not only insufferable on a basic level, but kind of insulting to (binary) trans people. It was binary MTFs and FTMs who originally asked people to use other (EXISTING) pronouns for them, because it was a basic recognition of their chosen gender. Feel about that as you will, it's fairly straightforward. Then "nonbinary" people appear and claim "they", which is still a real word at least, but also "ey", "xe", and other nonsense syllables. That opened the door to every trender on tumblr seeing nothing wrong with insisting they'll die if you don't call them bun/bunself. Like, Maia... just why? Why does "ey" describe you better than "they"? One is a word people use and one is a nonsense syllable that, to the unindoctrinated, merely sounds like you misspoke.

I and (I would hope) every self-respecting adult would feel so deeply silly if we tried to use ey/em/eir either in writing or conversation. Even the wikipedos writing Maia's article simply note that she uses Spivak pronouns once at the top, then proceed to use her last name "Kobabe" as her pronoun for the rest of the article.
 
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Even the wikipedos writing Maia's article simply note that she uses Spivak pronouns once at the top, then proceed to use her last name "Kobabe" as her pronoun for the rest of the article.
Future-proofing.

Even Wiki-autists can't guarantee they'll get the alert the second a known gender-waffle person flips to something new.
 
I am not a pencil expert, but I squinted at those pencils. They're not colored pencils; they're pencils of color. They mostly look like factory-painted or printed pencils, the fun kind you get at the book fair or for not biting the dentist; some of them have stripes or foil-printed smiley faces on them. There probably are some colored pencils in there, but they're mostly decorative #2s.
Oh thank God, I saw 'color' and 'pencils' right next to each other and went cross-eyed from shock. That evil bitch could have easily caused some kind of local shortage on the colored pencil market, if she had.

I bet it's impossible to dust, too. Even if they are just a bunch of colorful graphite pencils, "art" that ruins the utility of the medium and the canvas has always rubbed me the wrong way.

Bitch has pink hair like a magical girl (or Yumi from Hi-Hi Puffy AmiYumi) with flowers in her hair because "flower child", and her name sounds like "vagina". She sounds horrid to be around and I bet she's ugly irl too.
I need to shake the archives I took of Maia's tumblr again, somewhere in there is a portrait of Jaina that's hilariously unflattering - Maia made her friend look like a meth-head sparkle witch, but damned if I can find the thing, now.
what does it mean to perceive someone as genderless? Gender either is sex or is very closely related to sex, and there are no truly sexless neuters walking around
Slightly off topic, but this made me think, and the closest answer I could come up with would be some horrible creature that buds like a sponge, and even then there's an argument to be made that such a thing would be female (as in, it holds the capacity within itself to create offspring or reproduce). A truly sexless being would be neither male nor female, lack any urge or any of the structures needed to reproduce, yet somehow persist, exist, and, presumably, replicate.

By that point, I can only imagine some kind of eldritch virus hiding at the bottom of the ocean, infesting the brains of observers and forcing them to think more of the creature into being until all that's left of the victim is an unholy pile of nonbinary goo.

In truth I think "floating intelligence" pretty accurately describes what Maia and other insecure gender loons want to be, but taking the idea of reproduction without sex to its most horrifying extreme can be very funny.


Since it's been a bit, here's some more goodies from Maia's other socials.

As of the time of posting, Maia earns about 500 dollars/month from her Patron.

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which is interesting to compare when you pull up archive.ph's old snapshots of the same page. She's managed to gain followers, but loose money.

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She seriously thought she was worth 133.50/a month lol. Did no one truly wish to be Maia's Duchionx?

Maia likes to steal pencils and collect random shit off the street,

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And just how many random-ass lists does this woman keep? So far we have the reading log, the masturbation log, and now the hoarding log. Is this how she lends a sense of order to her world or what?

two 2017 comics, one featuring Maia being a braindead consoomer and the other where she unironically utters the phrase "I was dressed very dandy and queer."
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She might try to deny it now, but it must've physically hurt to divorce herself from Harry Potter as a franchise. She's cringe as fuck about it, but it seems to have been her longest lasting and most genuine non-sexual interest. She never seems to have replaced it with anything, either. Just more wokeshit and shotas to fill the hole.

  • After finding herself defeated by the raw power of FACTS and LOGIC, Maia and her aunt hash it out until one AM in the morning.
  • Color me crazy, but I'm pretty sure that wasn't the length board game night was expected to go.
  • Either way, they make up, presumably because doing otherwise would force the impromptu therapy session even longer. Despite being the most based character in the entire book, Shari caves to Maia's endless crying and sends her off with a hug.
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  • However, reality continues to harry her as the night wears on. Maia even wonders, what if, the things she believes in might even be wrong????
  • She refuses to accept it, but lacks the ability to re-build the comfy barrier of delusion on her own.
  • So she does what any well educated moron would do, and seeks out someone else to think for her instead.
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  • "Sometimes I feel like my brain is a machine built by someone who lost the instruction manual."
  • I find it endlessly funny that out of an entire website's worth of bad comic artists faking mental illness for clout, the one who blew up happened to be brain sick for real.
  • Also worth noting is Maia's fondness for appeals to authority. This Patricia Churchland lady has a lot of titles, and because she has a lot of titles, the things she says must be both correct and smart.
  • Just ignore the fact that she's a philosopher by training, and that is a wildly different field than the sort of hard science associated with Neurology, or that the kind of person who just invents their own specialization is either absolutely a genius or a total fraud, and deserves a lot of scrutiny either way. She has a fancy resume and a Ph. B. We should all listen to what she has to say.
  • And boy, does Maia want us to hear exactly that.

(In a baffling move from the editing department, page 200 is also the end of TPB 2, but it's such a weird place to end the chapter, I've opted to ignore it and just keep going.)

  • What comes next is four, yes four pages of pure infodump from this rando's book. And since comics are a terrible medium to convey several paragraphs worth of academic reading, it is nearly impossible not to skim.
  • I did read it, though, and while I'm not scientifically literate enough to tear it down point by point, I am catching a distinct whiff of garbage. Something about this doesn't feel right.
  • The art and literature portion of the forum probably isn't the happening place for science kiwis to hang, but if anyone knows more about how true this bullshit Maia is trying to shill really is, I'd love to hear about it.

  • Meanwhile, Maia sits there lets her words just kind of float into her brain, coming to the conclusion that she is the way she is because of her physical makeup and neurology.
  • Somehow, this makes everything she every believed about herself justified once again, finally allowing her to dispel the terrible shadow of Shari and her doubts.
  • There are certain instances where I just don't get Maia's train of thought. Even supposing her issues are the consequence of bad hormones to the brain instead of being a spoiled autist, she has no proof! And how does that refute the social aspect of what Shari was saying - that certain aspects of the woke movement have anti-female undertones, just a philosophy? The only way to draw a straight line across all theses points is to run them over like a roadkill pancake and keep on trucking.
  • Which is exactly what Maia does, because she has taken every wrong lesson a thankless midwit ever could from higher education and applied them to the foundation of her personality. She doesn't think critically, she doesn't doubt, she just hoovers up whatever she wants to hear and twists whatever information she's provided into her preconceived notions of reality, citing it all off with a bunch of fancy but ultimately vapid sources to ward off critique.
  • She's the perfect opposite of everything a well educated person should be, and there are times where it's hard not to feel some level of disgust, both at her and the institutions that coddled her.

  • After finishing up that the lecture, we return once more to pronoun land, and man, am I sick of being here.
  • Maia finally works up the courage to buy a patch with her stupid spivak labels sometime in 2016.
  • Then agonizes over if she should put it on or not it for twenty minuets straight. In the end, she's too weaksauce to wear them right then, but the idea has its teeth in her, and has really started to chew.
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  • The funny thing is this metaphor of solvable discomfort can be easily made to work against her. Fact is, small, solvable discomforts are something you're typically expected to fix by yourself - and rightly so. If you have a rock in your shoe, you take it out. Likewise, if you want a new, shiny set of pronouns, then by all means, call yourself whatever. But when you start bugging the rest of the world to sweep the stones from your path and use your made up terms as it were some kind of moral law, then please, do kindly, get fucked.
  • Maia suffers for a couple of pages, vacillating between the pain of explaining herself to strangers versus the crippling misery of being referred to as a girl.
  • Since I haven't posted IRL Maia recently and she lies about how feminine she really looks, here's a recent-ish pic off her instagram.
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  • Gee, I wonder why everyone thought this person was a chick, gosh, hrm, I wonder.
  • She also has hair significantly darker than she ever depicts herself as having, which has confused me for a while now. She's normally pretty accurate with how she draws people, despite the chronic sameface and anatomical wonk, to the point where Genderqueer!Pheobe shares the same tattoo as Real!Pheobe, and Jaina Bee has nearly identical looks in real life to how she's depicted in the comic, complete with pink hair and flowers. Only Maia is significantly, egregiously distorted from her real life self.
  • Anyway, one of Maia's friends who I can't be assed to remember suggests she solve her issues by making a comic about it, which comes so out of left field I can only read it as a ham handed push against the fourth wall more than real advice. Get it, because we're reading the comic, the one she made about it? Yukyukyuk.

  • When Christmas rolls around, Maia is elated to get two whole binders, and wastes no time sticking them on for her entire shift at work.
  • I wonder how fast she managed to transform her tits into those horrible pancake boobs that always seem to happen when you press on your mammories too much.
  • But even with her titties pressed nice and flat, Maia still dreams of something more, something wonderfull -
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  • mutilation.
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  • Never change, Maia, never change.
 
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