Grace Lavery / Joseph Lavery & Daniel M. Lavery / Mallory Ortberg - "Straight with extra steps" couple trooning out to avoid "dwindling into mere heterosexuality"

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No, he's not.

He probably laments that he can't be fully bi, blissfully boinking anyone attractive who crosses his path. Our Joe yearns to be special, to be seen as a glamorous and enviable aesthete. Exemplary and free spirited in all things, including sex. Famous and infamous. Being gay is rather tame and conventional in comparison to trooning out. He's a throuple lesbian now! With a wife husband, a lesbian lover, and a child! And there's really not a Famous Bi Men in History category to dominate. (And who wants to be first in that? That's almost as boring as being gay.)

Joe wants to be seen as a unique creature like his Victorian heroes Oscar Wilde and James McNeill Whistler. As a modern dandy: creative, fashion forward, intelligent. Not cowed by convention or morality. Reviled and admired. With his own transgender twist, of course.

I think he wants to be the degenerates Anais Nin or Collette or Radclyffe Hall.

But really, he should do a Virginia Woolf. He already vaguely resembles her.
 
Joe broke his arm.

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Caption says:
elegant, bloodied transexual stuns in hospital shoot following second e-bike accident of the season. delicate scarlet patch on left elbow accent to smashed-up right elbow. pathos. please send admiration and pity.

And later:
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Caption says:
suave, balenciaga-inspired sling over fiberglass splint. classic black-and-beige look recalling early Galliano. this season’s simple aesthetic perfectly accommodates a radial elbow fracture. wear for 6-8 weeks. mostly accessorize with classic metal and glass

The two pics together on his Instagram grid, this dickhead is feeling himself. Imagine asking your spouse (or side piece, or a nurse??) to stand up and take not one but two soulful, brooding, #fashion elbow selfies from this angle:
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Anyway, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahhahah Joe you fucking asshole. :story: Nice job. Recall that this is a cargo e-bike with a child seat on the back:
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Hopefully they all have the sense to keep Rocco off the bike while Joe learns to ride it.
 
the degenerates Anais Nin
So right! I keep forgetting about her. I bet Joe has read everything she's ever written with great admiration and envy.

Joe broke his arm.
Snort. Pauvre transexual!

It's no wonder most of the photos we see online of him have his hair framing his face. That forehead and receding hairline tell no gender lies.
 
Joe needs a mobility scooter, not an e-bike.

A real bike with no motor would get his fat ass in better shape and be less prone to bad crashes under Joe’s peddle power. Dropping 40 lbs by riding a vintage Pashley or Claud Butler around campus would make him far more interesting than being another fat troon in garish clothes. He buy some good wool and corduroy to become a 1970’s English professor stereotype.
 
Joe needs a mobility scooter, not an e-bike.

A real bike with no motor would get his fat ass in better shape and be less prone to bad crashes under Joe’s peddle power. Dropping 40 lbs by riding a vintage Pashley or Claud Butler around campus would make him far more interesting than being another fat troon in garish clothes. He buy some good wool and corduroy to become a 1970’s English professor stereotype.

So you’re saying if he put in effort and worked on himself, he’d be a lot less of a cow, both lol and otherwise.

Not gonna happen.
 
I finally found this piece I remembered from old Toast days, which I still feel is very revelatory of Mal's character: The Top Ten Writers Whose Success You’ll Resent This Year, from 2013 - before any of the book deals. Particularly interesting in light of the publication of Womens' Hotel and its relentless humbleness. It seems she's always found ambition undignified and embarrassing.

Her persona was much more 2010s-feminine back then, with its persona of the dysfunctional, jaded modern girl. The narrator's wine-swilling comes across particularly mannered to me - she's trying to be self-aware by writing this self-parodying character whose bitterness is the joke, but it's not real self-deprecation because she ignores reality to portray herself as a cartoonish level of failure. Same way she does now with the helpless himbo act, but that contempt for everyone else is always there underneath it all. Here's the piece:

10. The Maddeningly Gentle Food Blogger With The Completely Unjustified Book Deal Whose Posts You Read Every Day
“This is so stupid,” you tell your best work friend over gchat. “Why does anyone read these posts? It’s just glossy pictures of icing and domesticity porn.” Your friend does not respond. “Do you want to get lunch,” you write. Still no response. Seven minutes later: “Most of her recipes are just stolen from somewhere else. They’re not even original.” Your friend’s status changes to Busy. An hour later, you will see her at the Panera Bread down the hill from your office park with two coworkers you don’t know.

9. The Memoirist Who Is Your Age And Whose Life Eerily Parallels Yours
“Nobody should write a memoir before they’re fifty,” you announce to your friends over drinks. You are not fifty. “Everyone seems to think being 27 and unhappy in love is all you need to write a book about your life. You should have to get licensed before you can write one.” You are on your fourth glass of wine. It is Tuesday. “You should have to–be Gore Vidal, or a cultural attaché, or have invented genocide or something.” You spilled a little bit of your wine during that last remark, but it has landed on your napkin and you don’t think anyone noticed.
You have never been asked to write a memoir, but you would immediately if anyone seemed interested.

8. The Literary Short Story Author Who Pretended He Had Never Met You Before Once At A Party Even Though You Absolutely Did
It didn’t sell that many copies, you heard. You don’t know who you heard it from, or how they would know, but it definitely didn’t sell that many copies. And you two had definitely met before, so you don’t know what his whole thing was about, pretending you hadn’t.

7. The Unfunny Bro With The Unfunny Gimmick Book About Punching Mustaches Or Doing Something Stupid For A Year Whose Author Picture Is Smirking At The Reader As If To Say “Can You Believe It?” Which Is Really A Level Of Self-Awareness You Have Not Earned, Pal
Something about kicking robots, or which president had the most balls, or whatever. You reflexively sneer whenever you see it in a bookstore’s window display, which is often. It’s selling really well.

6. Oh Come Right The Fuck On, Nobody Read That
It was dystopian, or something? But not YA. Nobody read it. You refuse to believe anyone actually read it. It was so weird. It was unbelievably short. “A slim novel,” the reviews said. “A slim novel of surprising”…deftness or something. Slim novels are always deft, and powerful, like Joss Whedon heroines.

5. That One Poet Who’s Kind of Making A Living. Do You Know How Many Fucking Words His Fucking Book Has? Like Thirty. He Wrote Thirty Words About A Pond And Won An Award.
“Oh,” you say vaguely when his name comes up in conversation, which is never quite as often as you hope it will. “Him. I don’t know, guys. I’ve heard some stuff about him that if you knew…I don’t think you’d be able to think of him in the same way.” When pressed, you refuse to give further details. “It’s really not my story to tell. I really can’t talk about it.” Still, you never fail to bring it up.

4. His Fucking Dad Has Written Four Bestsellers, He Was Probably Born With An Agent
No, good for him, though. Good for him. Everyone in that family has a book deal, and everyone you know hates them. “He’s actually unbelievably nice,” your one friend who works in publishing and who has actually met him tries to tell you. You have never read any of his books.

3. The Woman With The World’s Last Tumblr-To-Book-Deal
Fine, you know? No, it’s great. You could have come up with the same joke (because the entire book is one joke retold in 85 different ways, not that anyone cares, apparently, because they’re carrying it at Urban Outfitters, which by the way is not a place for books, you don’t buy shoes at Trader Joe’s and you don’t buy books at clothing stores) in, oh, ten minutes, but that’s really great that she managed to spin that thin a premise into a successful personal brand.
Actually it would be kind of amazing, if Trader Joe’s sold shoes. Like TOMS, kind of, but good. That’s a really good idea. You should tell someone that idea.

2. The Writer of the “Unflinching” Debut
400 pages about an unrelenting total fucking bummer. Oh, the drug addictions. Oh, the horrible, grinding poverty as a four-year-old child soldier of fortune/undersea mine welder/burn victim. Oh, the meaningless and tawdry and horrifying sex. No one makes eye contact. Everyone attends horrifically tense dinner parties and throw their lovers out of ninth-story walkups. You wish it would flinch, even just once.

1. Everyone, everyone
“What books do you like, then,” someone you don’t know well asks you. You laugh in a way that suggests he should consider it an embarrassingly incredibly pedestrian and naïve question. “What books do I like?” you ask, stalling for time. “That’s a good one.” You laugh again.
 
“Oh,” you say vaguely when his name comes up in conversation, which is never quite as often as you hope it will. “Him. I don’t know, guys. I’ve heard some stuff about him that if you knew…I don’t think you’d be able to think of him in the same way.” When pressed, you refuse to give further details. “It’s really not my story to tell. I really can’t talk about it.” Still, you never fail to bring it up.
Man, that was fucking rich, in hindsight. Foreshadowing both #metoo-tactics and her own vendetta against her brother and father. Gave me the creeps reading that.

She's not as naïve and anodyne as she likes to portray herself. She's just a mean-spirited little wench.
Yes. You may top hat me now.
 
Latest shenanigans.

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Joe is threatening us with an array of new and no doubt masterfully executed recipes, while Mal ... well Mal is hanging out with her best friend.

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At least the picture is cute.
 
I've been shitting on this arc because it's such a pathetic career move for Tard Baby, but reading this, genuinely: good for her. She's enriching old people's lives, doing it with enthusiasm, and probably doing a much better job at it than the semi-literate drug addict they would've hired otherwise
I’m pretty sure a bus that can hold maximum 10 people including the driver is really just a van.
This is a fun discussion topic!

I'm not sure where I stand on it, but I do think Joe probably smells the worst. Fermentation experiments, plus being a middle-aged troon wearing designer clothing that he's likely afraid to wash but too cheap to dry clean.
I can’t decide. I think I dislike Joe the most and think he’s repulsive, but I find Lily to be the most ruthless, and Mallory Daniel to be the most sanctimonious and self-defeating. I hate them all for different reasons but since I used to read Dear Prudence back when Mal was writing it I do find myself thinking “what the hell happened to you?” The most about Mal; just cause I am more familiar with her.
I believe that ”a Joe Rogan of the left will save the Democrats” is a bit of a meme, so Joe is just being derivative. As per usual.
There will never be a Joe Rogan of the left because of all the relentless purity testing and mind games these three people embody, like a woke triforce.
Academia really is one of the few professions where you can threaten to accuse your superiors of transphobia and rape and still get a promotion. Still i like that you can feel him gloating over the 'codgers' and the haters, who apparently live rent free in his hard-to-dazzle mind.
Good on him.
Academia is definitely the only place you can call yourself “Steve Justice” without normies snickering at your “Max Power” level weird name.
Fakey savory tarte tatin" nigga you've buried the poor waffle under an ugly mound of raw, unpeeled apples and pears, cut so thickly and unevenly as to make it impossible to hew off a bite-sized piece. Then you sploshed vinegar and soy sauce sorry, tamari, over it. This has literally nothing to do with tarte tatin except that you suck and so do the French
That is a bunch of shit I would not want anywhere near my waffle. Save the salty tamari sauce and infused black vinegar for the jiaozi goddamn…
Meanwhile, Lumberjack Dan somehow stuffed his huge manly cock into some menswear!:
lol ok see this is one of those “whoa Mallory what the hell happened to you?!” Moments
I did a very quick trawl through Instagram and the last time I saw the ring was 2021.
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Joe was still wearing his in 2021:
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Also, nothing to do with the ring but lol:
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That final photo looks like they’re cosplaying as Monty Python characters, especially Joe.

the lack of wedding rings probably has to do with a toddler in the house. Toddlers are like magpies and want to steal anything shiny especially if you tell them it’s yours and they can’t have it. Better to end run this and keep the jewelry in the jewelry box until they grow out of trying to eat it or toss it in the toilet.
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Can I just say, this might be one of the most disgusting ensemble of patterns, colours and textures all put together somewhat deliberately, she chose to stand by that wallpaper, by someone who thinks of themselevs as vaguely in the arts?
The grody old phone cover look especially tips it off. It is pure Fat Girl 2013
This photo looks like how I imagine the vinegar-tamari-raw apple waffle tasted.
Tard Baby announced that tonight would be the ONLY promotional event she would hold for Christmas at the Women's Hotel. It was at a bookstore in Berkeley. Lily posted this Instagram story with no comment:
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Man she looks like a sped. The giant sneakers!
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Oh god she went ahead with the Grandpa suit :(
They really enjoy using Rocco as a prop. It’s not the first time they’ve dragged him to an adult book event a baby has no business being at.

Unless you have written a children’s book or your book is focused on parenting, pregnancy or child development there is zero reason to bring a toddler to your book reading
They need the readers of Christmas at the Women’s Hotel to know Mallory is tangentially related to this child (which isn’t hers)
The two pics together on his Instagram grid, this dickhead is feeling himself. Imagine asking your spouse (or side piece, or a nurse??) to stand up and take not one but two soulful, brooding, #fashion elbow selfies from this angle:
He is 100% high on morphine
He’s also shockingly ugly how does this guy have two women on the hook?
Latest shenanigans.

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Joe is threatening us with an array of new and no doubt masterfully executed recipes, while Mal ... well Mal is hanging out with her best friend.

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At least the picture is cute.
“Three sisters with fertilizer”? Is that like… corn beans and squash with manure for flavor?
“Walnut meal with duck face and almond broth” he’s making these up. He has to be pulling the readers leg with this. What is duck face in this context even supposed to be?
“Ham in hay with blackberry and Thai basil” no way these are real recipes
“Roast Turkey aka Frankenstein” so like. A bunch of turkey parts stitched together? Idk

Joes cooking terrifies me.
 
I’m pretty sure a bus that can hold maximum 10 people including the driver is really just a van.
It probably is, legally; she said she doesn't need a CDL. My guess would be that the company that made the "bus" keeps an eye on that, because an excursion van that anyone can drive is going to sell better to eldercare facilities.
 
since I used to read Dear Prudence back when Mal was writing it I do find myself thinking “what the hell happened to you?”
You know exactly what! As soon as she became Daniel, her otherwise socially inept, batting-200 average dipped into the micro-fractions as EVERYTHING became about pronouns (hers and in general, and I don't just mean making everyone "they," which makes a medium-complex social navigation scene utterly incomprehensible). Even before that she had some bad & wtf wrong takes, but at a certain point it barely made sense, just a mishmash of fake scenarios or shoehorning in something about gay or gender-challenged to every letter - a mix of retarded politics and clearly working out personal daddy issues of various kinds rather than offering either proper advice or fresh takes on it*. Her takes were basically a blank sheet for the commentariat to have a real discussion/ debate.

* she was supposed to be "fresh" and "modern," but as with grammar, if you don't know the rules you're in no good stead to challenge them effectively.

Then she fell off altogether and basically stopped showing up. I think I assumed she was going through something bad...but that might just have been when she met Joe** (potato, potato). And when did she did turn something in, it was embarrassing, not even just on substance, but poorly written, poorly edited, professional missing-the-point. Very clear she was mentally elsewhere and what had once at least been cringe enough to spark discussion just became nonsense and practically actively dumb. Between that and Nicole's dumb child advice trying to sound snappy and practical, it was terrible all around.

**I had no idea about him until I found this thread, all these years later, so not sure on that timing.
 
There will never be a Joe Rogan of the left
Joe Rogan WAS the Joe Rogan of the left.

They alienated him until he finally jumped ship, like so many others.

Even after they lost big in 2024, the left still has this nasty habit of immediately attacking anyone who tries to speak truth, dabbles in populism or drops the transgender pretense.

Nobody can ascend to the status necessary to be 'the next Joe Rogan' because leftists won't allow it.
Lots of former lefists have had enough and have also jumped ship or just become apolitical in disgust.
 
I really wonder if the staff at the elder care facility forces the seniors to participate in Failory's paraphilias. I'd love to be a fly on the wall when some elderly veteran or some religious elder ma'ams her because they won't kow tow to pronoun horseshit.

It's every bit as sexual harassment to force others into a troon's fetish as it is to mIsGeNdEr one. Hoping the families of the residents do the same to this no talent degenerate on a daily basis.
 
Lily had a birthday where Mal (who im surprised was even invited, lol) for maybe the first time in her troon career actually looks like a bonafide, 100% authentic, gay man.
Take a bow girl, you've earned it.

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Joe's cake (or so i presume) is an admirable attempt to rescue a sponge that clearly failed to rise.
Nothing to be embarrassing there. Happens to all men sooner or later.

Im actually making a cake later today, so i probably just jinxed it by being mean.
 
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think I assumed she was going through something bad...but that might just have been when she met Joe** (potato, potato). And when did she did turn something in, it was embarrassing, not even just on substance, but poorly written, poorly edited, professional missing-the-point. Very clear she was mentally elsewhere and what had once at least been cringe enough to spark discussion just became nonsense and practically actively dumb. Between that and Nicole's dumb child advice trying to
She got the DP gig thanks to trooning out but it was after she hooked up with Joe. It was used as the flimsy reason to move where Joe wanted - NYC - after trying to destroy her family and making life in the Bay Area uncomfortable.

I think the distraction and even more terrible work you noticed was thanks to Joe having orgies and eventually moving in his new girlfriend...and getting her pregnant. Must have been very very distracting indeed.
 
I've wanted a timeline for our three stooges for a while, but never started one. A meager beginning follows. Some of you have a trove of throuplabilia and sharper memories than mine, so expand/correct. This is Mal centered so far because Joe's book titles depleted my life force.

2013
July - Toast started (W)
Aug - Mallory quit drinking (K1)

2014
Nov - Mallory's Texts from Jane Eyre released (W)

2016
July - Toast ends (W)
Nov - Dear Prudence started, bylined as Mallory with femme pic (W, S)
No month - May have started testosterone but later seems to say she started in 2018 (K2)

2017
No month - Launches Shatner Chatner paid e-mail newsletter (W)

2018
Feb - Gives interview about transitioning, plans to drop Mallory name and photo on Dear Prudence (NY)
Apr - Byline on Dear Prudence changes to Daniel (W3)
June - Mallory's comic, Rick and Morty Presents: Krombopulos Michael, released (W)
Nov - Engagement to Joe announced (W)

no month - Mallory's The Merry Spinster released, 2018 (W)
no month - Joe begins transitioning (W2)

2019
Dec - Mallory and Joe marry in NYC (W)

2020
Feb - Mallory's Something That May Shock and Discredit You released (W)
no month - Throuple announced (W)

2021
May - Mallory stopped writing Dear Prudence (W, S)
May - Mallory gets Substack Pro deal, turning Shatner Chatner into The Chatner (W)

2024
Rocco born (W2)
Dec - Mallory's Women's Hotel released (W)

 
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