The summer before my junior year of high school, I came out as transgender. I’d been raised a girl, but knew that I was really a boy, and it was time to transition. What I didn’t know is that the person I’d always called “Dad” was about to transition too. The same year I came out as Alexander, “Dad” came out as Mom.
Well, I guess so. But I’m terribly minded to think of Rule 34 here. Some of these pieces read like something from Penthouse letters. Certainly some of the Salon pieces do at times.
Not as in porn porn, you understand, but stories that people are willing to suspend disbelief to read for the kicks of doing so.
The kidnapped teenager forced to have sex with 2,000 men a year, this sort of thing. After all, everyone knows that sex slavery is a real thing, right? And so here’s a story that panders to that prejudice. It’s like the Mail talking about house prices.
Yes, yes, I’m far too cynical and could well not be true about this particular story. But, you know…..