you can talk about trans women having reactionary beliefs without invoking the incel-to-transwoman-pipeline as an explanation.

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you can talk about trans women having reactionary beliefs without invoking the incel-to-transwoman-pipeline as an explanation.
[25.02.22] Morgan Frost and Joel Farabee post-practice interviews
Frosty is asked about how practicing with the Flames has been. Then:
Beezer's name had not even been mentioned the entire interview up until then. The reporter's question only addressed Morgan and he was only talking about himself and the team before that question. But then he just switches over to using 'we' and just confidently declares that Toronto is now Joel's home as well?! Out of all the use of 'we' post-trade, this has been the most unprompted occurrence—like literally the media would have to know that 'we' just means Bee because there was no other context in the interview up to that point.
Then there's all this (both Morgan and Joel clips in this video, transcript following):
Reporter: Is it lockstep with Joel? MF: What's that? R: Is it lockstep with Joel? At this point? MF: What is that—lockstep? R: Yeah, like are you in rhythm because you spend so much time together? MF: Yeah, ah, maybe too much time actually. The last, uh—we're living together here too, so the last couple days it's kinda just been—you know, we're chilling on the couch, and—we won't even talk to each other for like an hour or so. We've been—we've been together all day every day for like, a month now, so, and plus—yeah. Anyways. But we're good. Day—that's a day-to-day thing. ~~~ R: So Morgan was joking you guys have seen so much of each other that, uh, you need a little space sometimes. JF: Uhhh, yeah, I mean he's a slow moving individual, so I'm kinda on him all the time about, you know, being in the right spot, waking up on time, so he probably doesn't like that. He's probably sick of me by now. R: But linemates is ok. JF: Yeah, linemates is good. We—we're good at the rink. Away from it, uh, that's a different story.
"We've been—we've been together all day every day for like, a month now, so, and plus—" PAUSE "yeah. Anyways." PLUS WHAT, MORGAN?! PLUS, WHAT?!
Extra gifs of some of the quotes from that clip:
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Why didn't anybody mention that he identified outed as neurodivergent!!! That's a groundshaking revelation, especially when it happens in your 50s!
"When I reverse engineer that back [when] being in school, it just tracks that if I had any interest in it, then I had the ability to deep dive focus on it like a laser beam. And if I didn't, then getting me to pay attention was just like pulling teeth. So, yes, my math and science were difficult struggles for me. "I appreciate them, I'm more interested in them now than then. [what changed is] I think I stopped looking at things in a linear way and started looking at systems and looking at things and how there's cross-pollination and interconnectedness and all these different things. You take a drama class and they talk about the mathematics in a poem. And suddenly they unlock math for me in a different way, or I want to learn more about aviation, so suddenly physics doesn't intimidate me anymore because it's a goal to get to understanding the mechanics of flight. So it had to align with something I was actually interested in."
stupid trash
guess it's time for angsty cherik on my tiktok
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMkgq27tS/
WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCKKKK. THANKS FOR STABBING ME IN THE HEART AND THEN RUNNING ME OVER WITH YOUR CAR
TikTok: @willthespiderman
oh my fucking god. someone started knocking at my door. and i, like a normal person, froze like an animal in my bed and waited for it to go away. because it’s 9pm on a monday wtf could you possible want from me.
they knocked again. a cheery little knock.
panicking, imagining every kind of home invasion scenario, i approached the front door. looked through the peep hole.
random man. clearly not leaving.
heart in my throat, i crack the door, preparing to be abducted.
very quickly and kindly, the man informed me that i had left my keys hanging in the lock.
and it’s been that way. since i got home yesterday.