Some measure of credit for this one goes to the wonderful trans ladies I hung out with while in NYC this past June, and who made me realize I was not alone in HATING SILENCE OF THE LAMBS A WHOLE LOT. Immediate credit, of course, goes to the jerks who started making Buffalo Bill cracks about me while I was out somewhere trying to enjoy a day not holed up in the dark drawing comics.
I am sorry we can no longer have nice things, like Lily Bart fan art, and that we will never see Cathy cosplay Franny Glass! It’s as if a random jerk can just show up, say something thoughtless and awful, and ruin it for everyone. Bonus points if the jerk is also an “ally!”
The biggest regret, of course, is toward this kinda great song that I think it is every trans woman’s guilty pleasure to listen to. OR AT LEAST EVERY TRANS WOMAN THAT I WANT TO KNOW:
There are more fun comics this week that involve less societal oppression! There is one Thursday for sure that I’m kinda worried about posting, but uh, we’ll see how it goes