This one was drawn a while ago but I was nervous about running it for various reasons. This is silly, though.
Obviously Cathy is being an awful creep here. But she is being a creep in a way I identify with, and maybe you will too? Like it is sad, living in the South, to not really be in an environment where there are a lot of trans people around, so it’s like when someone shows up who seems to maybe be a trans lady, it’s like whoaaa what if that lady and I were to be FRIENDS and talk about things we have in common, such as oppression! Yet it’s this awful catch-22, because it is really not proper to speculate about whether someone is or isn’t trans. It’s not like a Golden Rule thing because I personally don’t mind people doing this to me, esp. if it’s another trans person (and generally not that much if it’s not another trans person as long as they follow the basic rule of “never ask ever.”) There should be an Emily Post book maybe
The joke is also more about how Cathy is being an awful jerkface to Mona. I am just so paranoid about ever writing about My People ever for some reason, and thus have to include fun little essays like this one
such fun!
All the creepy people wish they had the power of psychic connection; “why isn’t it working” “I’m staring my hardest”!
I used to be terrified that people could read my thoughts via a “thought balloon,” like that it was actually snaking out of my head and turning to stay behind my skull like the dark side of the moon, so I could never see it but everyone else could.