Really Telling On Yourself

I really try to be positive in reviews or say nothing if I have nothing nice to say, but this is appears to be some full liberal, but not too liberal TERF fart sniffing.

There's a level of honesty and self-effacing that is admirable and the performance is filled with a frenetic, manic energy that fits the text well. However, this reads like a bastion of being the 'right' kind of woman, and looking into the author it seems there might also be an element of being the 'right' kind of Queer. The simple fact that thid short story goes out of its way to include a trans character purely to repeatedly misgender them and denigrate the idea of being trans is hateful and putrid, not to mention the disgusting way anyone outside the 'norm' or suffering any kind of condition is discussed.

There's an element of some these being thoughts of the time and the experience of the protagonist/ author and not views actually being expressed, but they are not presented as questionable, challenged by the text/ narrative, and there is no question about the vile way trans people are dismissed and fundamentally misunderstood in their presentation in this book.

Look, I get that extreme hippy stuff can be ridiculous and unhelpful, but frankly, I'll take any of them over some ignorant, smug, and bigoted 'one of the good Queers'.

Genuinely disgusted.

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