I lived and worked in Troon Mecca for a couple years, much to my chagrin. Both work and offline hobbies were loaded with the hyperwoke or at least the hyperwoke prototypes. When I was about to move away, a fat troon that I was slightly acquainted with asked to hang out with me and some others before I went. It was seemingly a trap to just get me alone so he could tell me about his ex-wife, his weird issues with his surgeries, and, of course, ask if I would kiss him and be his lesbian girlfriend. I very quickly had some other super important appointment I totally needed to get to. I told someone I thought was a friend about the experience and how the situation made me really uncomfortable and nervous.
And that got me labeled by a whole group of people as a transphobe. I can't wait for The Big One to come and dump all of California into the ocean.