Brianna Wu / John Walker Flynt - "Biggest Victim of Gamergate," Failed Game Developer, Failed Congressional Candidate

[Sonichu-choo trainwreck]

That veggie cutting technique looks familiar - I didn't even know John knew potato-murder Phil

both graduates of CIA. Culinary Institute of Australatinx

 

[AnOminous]

John made a video of himself using a Hello Fresh kit and pretending that it is his own cooking.

Why does he do this? It's so fucking embarrassing. Might as well show himself microwaving a corn dog.

That veggie cutting technique looks familiar - I didn't even know John knew potato-murder Phil

He's honestly about as bad as Jack Scalfani, and not Scalfani at the peak of his "abilities" but how he does it with one gimp arm.

 

[sperginity]

The most jarring thing about the cooking video to me is how fucking huge his hands are. A 6 foot tall man's hands with fake nails glued on is viscerally repellant, that is why so many movies rely on guy-in-a-dress as a punch line. Those products were designed for normal female proportions and look weird on a huge man. No one who "loves to cook" gets hello fresh, either. I got three free meals from them a couple years back so I thought fuck it, it's free, why not? The recipes are designed to be easy and usually they rely completely on sauces to make up for the blandness of everything else. I'm not a chef but I cook decently and was unimpressed.

The problem with lying so much is that you can't anticipate the implications well enough to keep the stories straight. Anorexics do not "love to cook". everything having to do with food is a nightmare for those people. He claims to be one of them.

All this time, per John's own admission, he started down the troon rabbit hole, consooming gender transformation porn and beginning to fantasize about becoming a woman himself.

I had not read this before. At the end he says being a woman is about "being weak when it would be easier to be strong" wtf? No, it isn't. If I had to sum up the social role of women in a sentence it would be "caring for the vulnerable". usually it is your own kids but even the most anti-natalist leftoid woman seems to gravitate towards taking care of pets or family members or being a teacher. Vanishingly few retreat into consumerism. Trannies have a sexualized, perverse view of what women are and what they do. I've never seen any of these niggas feel gender euphoria over helping others even though that's one of the most essential woman activities, virtually every volunteer org is majority female and every helping profession is overwhelmingly female.

He also notes towards the bottom that women are so NICE to each other, and I just have to laugh. I haven't met a woman that takes niceness in another woman at face value, it is so easy to fake and the worst women on earth are good at appearing "nice" while they do the meanest shit on earth. I have to imagine that this has happened to john countless times but that he was too oblivious to even notice it was happening.

This post is also notable because he says he is lucky because he has no chin and passes so effortlessly. Now its "I got three jaw surgeries to pass". Ray Blanchard once pointed out that AGP transsexuals basically all think they pass well and have problems perceiving themselves realistically. He still does. This doesn't bode well for him with the plastic surgery saga, he is already arguably gone too far and started to look ghoulish, but he is determined to do a bunch more to his face.

 

[Stinkyboy]

Don't forget! Trannies are about being SUPERIOR to women.

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

I had not read this before. At the end he says being a woman is about "being weak when it would be easier to be strong" wtf

He doesn't follow his own advice. Today, being a troon is the ONLY THING his life is about. He also hasn't written any books or learned Spanish.

 

[King Dead]

Going back over this old post, it's so stupid that I just have to do a play-by-play. Bear with my autism, this is gonna be a long one. (Edited to put under a spoiler tag because holy shoot this was a lot longer than I thought.)

Spoiler: John's trooning out fanfiction

Only Fools Mess with Brianna
by: BriannaRama

Synopsis:
Hey there Spacekats, this is Brianna! Have you ever wondered how a real life transition differs from a Fictionmania story? Fortunately, your intrepid reporter is here with the scoop! This real life autobiography has so much obloquy, your system just might crash!

Categories: Chemical or Drug Induced Change
Keywords: Hormones School Girl

Right off the bat, I'm cringing so fucking hard it hurts. To start off with, the title. John was really in love with this "only fools mess with [x]" line; you can see it in this pic he did for his aborted Socially Unconscious/Election Eve story with his (not at all) thinly-veiled self-insert:

He also used a variation of this in Election Eve itself:

Basically, when Carmet started acting up, Minuete would proceed to go scream at her to stop. Britany couldn’t see the two, but Minuete’s Bishounen had to fight hard to hold back their laughter. Only a fool would laugh at Minuete.

Maybe it popped up in Revolution 60 as well, but I'm not about to play it to find out.

He then completely lies about everything else to come by claiming that this is a true story of what it's like to troon out. As we all know, his grasp on the truth is tenuous at the best of times. I could just save myself the trouble and stop here, but I guess I'm just a fool.

He also throws in the word "obloquy" in the last sentence of the description, in a way that makes no sense. Obloquy is a word rarely used nowadays, meaning verbal abuse, defamation, or disgrace. This really doesn't appear at all in the story proper, aside from implying that his girlfriend at the time didn't really care for him, though that's more in the sense of ignoring him instead of being abusive. Midwits do enjoy using obscure words to sound more intelligent, but typically end up looking like retards.

Finally, John tagged this under the "school girl" keyword. I would like to remind the audience that John was a 29-year-old man at this point in his life.

Alright, on to the story proper (dear God I wrote so much already, I need a drink):

Tribute to John

Galaxy greetings, Spacekats! This is Brianna. I'm a Journalism major at the University of Mississippi and tonight marks my sixth month since starting HRT. A lot has happened in sixth months - I've finished laser, I live full time as a woman and I almost always pass quite easily. I'm considered legally female by United States jurisprudence.

This is not a work of fiction. I thought that the denizens of Fictionmania might enjoy reading a true story of what it is like for a man to become a woman. I have come to understand, the stories that I admired here get so much of the process wrong.

A superfluous second title, although it's less bad than the one the first. That isn't saying much.

If you needed any more proof that John has undiagnosed autism, here it is. Anyone else would figure out how utterly cringe it is to say something like "Galaxy greetings, Spacekats!" unironically. John never did. The autism-to-troon pipeline has deeper roots than we thought.

We've got some more lies and half-truths already. First, John was basically no longer enrolled at Ole Miss by this point; as posted earlier, the end of his enrollment was at the end of that month, but it's possible he could have been out of school for months by then if he hadn't been taking any summer classes. Second, there is not really such a thing as permanent laser hair removal, so saying he "finished" is not entirely true, although he might need it less frequently. Third, as we already know, John has never passed, and certainly not after only a few months on titty skittles. And finally, he would not be recognized as legally female today, and certainly not twenty years ago. Immediately, he is misrepresenting how effective HRT is to his readers, despite claiming this to be a completely factual article.

It was important to me to celebrate by writing you my story. I wanted to celebrate the person that got me to this point - John. He wasn't a bad person - well meaning but dealing with a lot of anger. It wasn't really his fault. Living as a boy when you know that you were supposed to be a girl is just the pits, you know?

I have known for every second of my life that I was supposed to be a girl. I remember being separated into play groups as a child, and attempting to socialize with the boys that seemed like aliens. Occasionally, when allowed to play with girls, I would enjoy greatly their games of make-believe. These were to be my happiest memories of childhood.

I've always watched women with an apt fascination of the world to which I was being denied. It seemed so enchanting, all of it. But when I attempted to emulate the behavior that seemed so normal, I was socially ostracized. I rarely had close friends as a child, I was just different and strange - an exogenous factor that didn't compute with the system.

Repeating the classic "I've always known" lie that basically all other troons pull, John argues that because he related more to girls than boys, he must have always been meant to be a girl. As I've mentioned before, John has a lot of hallmarks of undiagnosed autism that he has justified post hoc as being evidence of being a true and honest woman. From freaking out at a haircut (sensory issues) to being unable to fit in with normal play groups (social issues) to being fascinated by specific topics (autistic fixation), John was almost definitely some flavor of sperg. Also, I mean, just look at him.

I can't necessarily blame the parents for this, as autism was less well known when John was growing up. But a lot of stupid bullshit could have been avoided if they'd gotten him the proper treatment. (Oh well, at least we got a lolcow out of it.)

I discovered Fictionmania in 1998 with the advent of the Internet. In hindsight, I can say that I wasted many years that I could have been living as a girl by visiting that site. It all seemed to be so impossible for so long - but here is the story of how I beat my fear and got the courage to transition.

John accidentally says the quiet part out loud and says that transgender transformation porn is the reason he decided to troon out. Autism plus gooning never leads to anything good.

On July 6 of last year I broke up with Heather, ending the worst relationship of my life. I was 25 at the time. Heather was in interesting specimen to be sure. A grouchy and emotionless diabetic finishing up her PhD in Exercise Science, Heather was someone that eschewed femininity almost completely. If I were to be truthful, I would admit that I loved her because I deemed her fucked up enough to love me back.

It was an interesting relationship because in many ways I was the girl. I enjoyed cooking her dinners as she finished her dissertation. It was a very bad relationship in that I rarely felt respected - Heather rarely cared to put any mind into our conversations, and she generally ignored me unless it was convenient for her.

At the end of the relationship something was very clear to me - I had stayed with Heather because I was a closeted transsexual. I felt like I was too fucked up for anyone to ever love - I knew that I needed to deal with my feelings. Facing my fears, I made an appointment with my school's counseling center.

John has never mentioned this "Heather" again to my knowledge, so it's possible this entire story is made up. It's not like it would be the first time John fabricated chunks of his life history whole cloth. Still, let's assume for the moment he's telling the truth.

For one, as mentioned above, John is lying about his age here, claiming to be three years younger than he actually is. This remained a bizarre pattern of his for a long time post-troonout when he kept claiming to be exactly three years younger. Even back then, he had a hangup over getting older.

John has basically nothing nice to say about Heather, as though he's trying to come up with the absolute worst caricature of a woman he can think of. Grouchy, emotionless, diabetic (is that supposed to be negative? big off, John), eschewed femininity...this reads like a stereotypical butch lesbian. I know we're assuming this is real for the time being, but if we assume it's fake, it sounds like John thought that if a super butch lesbo would be in a relationship with him, then he'd obviously be a woman himself.

(I will say that Ole Miss does offer a Ph.D. in Health and Kinesiology with an emphasis in Exercise Science, so this is at least one part that is definitely true, albeit not exactly how John described it.)

John then goes on to say how much more of a woman he was than the actual woman in the relationship. His evidence? He liked cooking. Continuing that stereotypical thinking, eh?

And then he wraps up by saying that the only reason he stayed with her was because he was a closet case. This makes absolutely no sense. If he legitimately started finding out about troonery years earlier and decided he was a transsexual, why would he then go and get in a relationship with a woman who is clearly not interested in him?

I'm sorry, I don't buy any of this. I think the posts on that old Ole Miss forum are a more accurate depiction of John's college years: spazzing out and acting like a total faggot. The only part that I do think is true is his going to a therapist because that's the beginning of many a troon's story.

Therapy was slow going at first, and looking back at it I am amazed at how much fear I had. After a year of therapy, I had become to accept myself as a transsexual much more easily. I was left with a great decision, to transition or not to transition? That was the question. I had so many fears then - I feared that my friends would treat me as freakish. I was scared of employment discrimination, I even feared that the HRT would make me act erratically.

Believe me, John, you didn't need HRT to act erratically.

He also starts fucking up his timeline here. He claims his breakup occurred on July 6, 2005, and he started therapy effectively immediately afterward. But he then implies that he was in therapy for a year before he started hormones...yet earlier, he said he had been on hormones for six months. Honest mistake? Perhaps, but even if that's all it is, it's sloppy writing.

Transitioning transsexuals must follow a set of medical and legal protocols known as the Benjamin Standards of Care. Named after Dr. Harry Benjamin, they are a source of consternation and comfort for transsexuals. To be brief, they require a transsexual to have at least three months of psychotherapy before starting hormone replacement therapy - known colloquially as HRT.

Typically, HRT is done with an endocrinologist. Endocrinology is among the newest sciences. After sex hormones were discovered in the twenties, greater understanding came about that, that virtually all the differences in men and women are as a result of the differences in their endocrine systems.

A lot of words about boring tranny history stuff, but there are some funny bits here.

First, John calls the Benjamin Standards of Care (which WPATH now manages, infamously) "a source of consternation and comfort for transsexuals." The reason why is because they recommended that a tranny spend some time socially transitioning before they were allowed to be put on any stronger "treatment" plan. Funnily enough, pressure from troons was already eroding this standard by the time John was trooning out. Psychotherapy was already not a requirement for getting hormones, just a recommendation, and providers could prescribe hormones even if a troon hadn't undergone any psychotherapy or the real life test if it was for "harm reduction purposes." In other words, even twenty years ago, if you told a therapist you'd kill yourself if you didn't get titty skittles, they could just write a prescription and off you go. John complains about the lack of gatekeeping now without mentioning that there was basically no gatekeeping then either.

And second, hahaha, no, the differences between men and women are not solely because of their endocrine systems. It's these little things called sex chromosomes. Y'know, the things that you can't change? The things that mark you as still being a biological man, no matter how much estrogen you pump yourself full of? Sorry, Johnny boy, you're never escaping that.

My endocrinologist was reluctant to treat me at first, but like many transsexuals, I had spent a lifetime voraciously reading the medical literature. My research of scientific endocrinology journals to determine my best course of treatment eventually swayed him.

Yes, I definitely believe that John voraciously read medical literature. A man who's shown himself to be basically retarded on everything he's ever talked about managed to find, read, and understand endocrinology journals, and he became such an expert that he put an actual endocrinologist in his place. Right.

On February 14 of 2006 I found myself in possession of my first round of hormone treatment. I was beyond terrified at the journey I was about to start. My mind couldn't grasp the complexity of the journey I was about to start. By coincidence, I made contact with a long lost friend named Lucinder starting HRT on the same day. We deemed to make it a holiday to be known as "Fuck you" Day.

Again, John's timeline is fucked up here. At the start, he claimed to have been on titty skittles for six months, yet February to July is only five. If I were being charitable, I'd say that what he meant earlier is that it was the start of his sixth month on HRT, but I don't feel like it.

And to add to his totally not made up story, he also met up with another troon who was also starting HRT the same day! What a small world, that John managed to reconnect with his long lost bud "Lucinder" (not a real name, but trannies are fond of making up names), and they both were trooning out, and they both did so on the same day! (Why are they calling it "Fuck you [sic]" Day? I have no idea, but it's not like this actually happened so it doesn't matter.)

If I had known as a child how drastically estrogen and anti-androgens would affect my mind and personality, I would have done it years ago. Testosterone is a cruel master - and to keep it in check a wonder drug called spirolacetone is used. Although it's originally meant to lower blood pressure, it wipes out testosterone in a wonderful fashion.

Estradil Estradiol, a member of the 17b estrace class is another wonder drug. When I take these pink pills four times daily I thank them deeply for the access to new feelings and emotion they allow. Estradiol makes it possible to feel deeply, to experience emotion as a woman does. It makes it possible to cry, to sympathize and even to burn with righteous anger.

Progesterone is an interesting drug to take. The research is unclear, but many believe that it leads to increased breast development and sexual feelings. Because I've used them in conjunction, I can't claim to know how much breast development I would have without it - but I am quite pleased with my pair of A cup breasts at six months.

John wouldn't be the first one to claim that titty skittles are wonder drugs that make him feel like a stereotypical version of a woman, and he certainly won't be the last. A few decades of tranny freakouts since then should put that lie to rest.

I'm skipping over most of this because it's just laughably stupid, but I'd like to point out that he misspelled spirolactone, and that it's always gross to hear trannies talk about their moobs. It obviously wasn't enough for him in the long run, considering he admitted to getting implants recently. Not a fetish!

The thing that I cannot communicate strongly enough to potential transsexuals considering this journey is how much more happy and normal I feel with HRT. I would never, ever go back. I used to wake up feeling normal until the realization would hit me that I wasn't a girl, which would lead to thoughts of depression. Now I wake up feeling peachy and in tune with myself. Sometimes, I remember that I am a transsexual.

Personally, if it was that bad, I would have tried treating my depression instead of trooning out, but you do you.

I pass extremely easily for a TS - I feel quite blessed. Although I am quite tall, I've always been extremely skinny. I discovered running after I beat Ambien, and I run 45 miles a week. So the tallness just works with my look as a hardcore athlete. I feel blessed in my facial features as well - I have high cheekbones and no chin. And because I'm only 26 I have not lost any hair. I will never be considered beautiful, but at least I can easily live life in the role of the gender I have always known myself
to be.

First, I would like to once again post this evergreen image:

"Always been extremely skinny," my ass.

We also see an early instance of his pathological insistence that he runs a ridiculous amount all the time. Even if this was true then, or at any point in his life, we know it's clearly not always been the case. Remember the Gut Belt of Fail from the scampaign years? While he hasn't always been a tub of lard, he hasn't always been skinny either, and definitely not a "hardcore athlete."

As mentioned above, his recent plastic surgery addiction makes multiple statements in this paragraph a lie. If he "pass[ed] extremely easily" and could "easily live life" as a woman back then, why would he need surgery to pass now? If he had no chin (haha), why would he go under the knife to shave it back? It sounds like he was trying to do his best to delude himself, and it was only after two decades of being called a man anyway that he decided to do something about it...and only made himself look even dumber.

And as mentioned before, John was 29 when he wrote this, not 26.

Something that has really shocked me about transition is that nothing happens. What about all those fears that I obsessed about for my entire life? None of them came to fruition. My friends were almost universally supportive - and many admired my decision.

"You're really brave to go through that," is a common comment I get. One of my favorite comments was from my friend Rima. "To be honest," she said, "it's not that surprising. You've always been really girly anyway."

And then everybody clapped at how stunning and brave John was.

It's highly unlikely that John had any friends in college because he was a generally offputting and unnerving individual. The sandnigger incident is the clearest example, but others on that Ole Miss forum mentioned how much John disturbed them in his day-to-day behavior. This does not sound to me like a man who had a bunch of friends at all, let alone the gal pals he wishes he had.

Case in point: "Rima" is almost definitely a made up name. Looking it up, it can be an alternate form of the Arabic name Rim, or a shot form of the Lithuanian name Rimantė. Neither are common anyway, but I doubt there was anyone at Ole Miss from either background, and certainly not interacting with John.

Female friendships are a truly wonderful thing - they are the most rewarding aspect of transition. It turns out, girls really admire a boy with enough common sense to chop off their penis. I gave a lecture to a speech therapy class recently, and the all female class looked on me with wildly fascinated eyes - they were eager to ask questions about what it was like for a boy to become a girl.

I am sure you are wondering the same thing, and it's an extremely complicated question. Generally speaking, girls are nicer and much more cooperative. I find myself obsessed with the importance of always being nice to people, even people I disrespect. Part of female communication is coming to consensus rather than being dominant. This becomes second nature with estrogen.

Also, estrogen makes you live in your own world. I sometimes find myself oblivious to my immediate surroundings concentrating on something as insignificant as a hair on a desk. Estrogen, also makes me more reticent to say what I am thinking because I understand more deeply how important it is to get along.

More fantasy talk about how great HRT is and how wonderful it is to be a girl now and how everyone clapped at how stunning and brave he is.

I'll reiterate what @sperginity said above: this reads like a deluded man's fantasy of the female mind and how women interact. It is a fetishization of the female gender, plain and simple. "Girls really admire a boy with enough common sense to chop off their penis." Fucking lmao.

The anecdotes are hilarious too. Yeah, I'll bet the terminal college failure was invited to give a lecture to a speech therapy class (why?) that just so happened to be filled with nothing but girls (just like in his Japanese animes!), and they were all so fascinated by how you trooned out that they couldn't stop asking you questions about it. Then they invited you to all their slumber parties and let you touch all their boobies.

If I can say a word or two about what estrogen does to your sexuality - it is a mindfuck. I never considered gay relationships even remotely before HRT because I found women so overwhelmingly fascinating. But after HRT, after beginning to feel like a woman all the time, I found myself strongly attracted to boys.

I shouldn't have been surprised, I knew from the science that my odds were one in three of this happening. I find myself in constant wonderment of what it is like to kiss a boy, or to pursue a sexual relationship with one. I am certain that my next relationship will be with a boy, and I look forward to being the girl in the relationship.

Again, this story casts doubt on his recent anecdotes about his early sexual experiences. John claims here that he never once considered touching a man before going on titty skittles, but he recently claimed he was sneaking around kissing gay boys when he was 8 (I continue to be repulsed every time I mention this). Which is it, John? (Again, the answer is neither, because he's always been a faggy sperg.)

No idea where he pulled this "one in three chance I'd become a horndog" thing from, but again, he was always a faggy sperg.

Removing one's beard is an extremely painful part of being a transsexual. I opted for laser treatment, and I would describe the experience as deeply spiritual. Every zap is a painful gut check that asks, ‘How important is it for me to become a woman?' To me, it's like earning the right to be feminine by enduring great pain. I wonder how few women could tolerate 200 hours of electrical torture for the right to be themselves.

Holy shit, the absolute entitlement and seething jealousy here. You can tell that, much like all trannies, John is incredibly buttmad he wasn't born a woman and thinks that women don't deserve their gender because they didn't have to work for it. I'd like to print out this paragraph, hand it to a random woman, and ask her opinion of it. I can guarantee that she would have some choice words.

Also, 200 hours for his beard alone? Highly unlikely. John doesn't seem to have ever had a lot of facial hair to begin with, and even if he did, a single procedure would probably not take more than an hour. A few procedures at most and he'd be done, so we're talking six hours or so, tops. And "electrical torture?" Fucking please, mild discomfort at most. If it did cause John agony, it's probably linked to his autistic sensory issues.

For me, voice wasn't hard to get the hang of. It was mostly practice with my friends, but formal speech therapy was also useful. It helped to understand all the technical aspects of it - pitch, resonance, easy onset and the like. It also took me a while to understand that much of the male profanity would need to go. This came easily enough with HRT - the reason women don't use profanity is because it really jars you out of your own little happy world.

I feel like I don't even need to say anything about this paragraph. Just listen to literally any clip of John to see how big of a lie this one is.

Regarding John, he doesn't exist anymore- let me say, he will be missed. I really appreciate that you were recusant enough to get me through this. I don't think of you as gone - I am quite like you, only stronger. I am happy, whereas you were not. I can easily smile, which is something you were rarely capable of.

When I think of all the things that I we had to overcome together, it's quite a list. The five year crippling Ambien addiction, the splatter-movie mugging of 2002, and the 12 years of religious indoctrination in the guise of schooling - thinking through that alone is an impressive accomplishment. We are tough as nails, Space cat - and no one can take that from us.

That said, you don't exist anymore, legally or nominally. And today is a day of celebrating what you were able to accomplish - becoming strong to let me become Brianna.

Never let it be said that John doesn't have a flair for the overdramatic. Then again, this is typical of a lot of trannies as they experience ~*~trans joy~*~ and cast off their old lives (unsuccessfully, I might add, considering how frequently they freak out about being "misgendered" afterwards).

He does exaggerate a lot, of course. We don't have any specific timeframe for his addiction troubles as far as I'm aware, but five years seems to be an embellishment. His "splatter-movie mugging of 2002" almost certainly didn't happen, even if he has repeated the claim numerous times; if it did, it probably wasn't nearly as bad as he implies. And as mentioned before, he graduated from Hattiesburg High School, so at least some of his schooling was not in a Christian private school.

And of course, it goes without saying that even though he did get his name changed, that doesn't erase John Walker Flynt from existence. The name change also didn't happen until sometime after this, likely after he met Frank, so this is also a lie.

It's important to me to not allow the fact that I am a transsexual to overwhelm my life - and from here I've got some pretty important things to accomplish. Our government has become openly corrupt, and it is my destiny to be part of a new generation of reporters to make a difference. I've got a few books that I need to write, and I need to finish learning Spanish. As I accomplish these things I am sure, being a girl will become more and more tertiary to my thoughts.

And although I might dismiss it, being a girl is a lot of fun. Makeup, nails, fashion and exercise were all things I took to easily. It is fun to wear skirts, and to have long hair - but it's also important to remember, that's not what being a woman is about. It's also about the standards you hold yourself to. It's about your capacity to be weak when it would be easier to be strong.

I don't know where my life will take me from here, but I do know that I have fulfilled my biological destiny by transitioning. For that alone, conquering my intense fear - I consider my life to have been an overwhelming success.

With great pride,
Bree
July 14, 2006

John finishes off this long and retarded work of fiction with a few more bangers.

First, he engages in some more make-believe about how he's going to be a super important reporter that's going to bring down the evil Bush administration, despite the fact that he is shortly going to drop out of college for the last time and not do any sort of meaningful journalism (oxymoron, I know) for the rest of his life. I guess that wasn't your destiny after all, eh, John?

He also claims that he is going to write several books and learn Spanish, neither of which have happened. Maybe you could consider Election Eve and Revolution 60 book-adjacent, but that's being really generous, and they're laughable as works of fiction. John has since claimed to be writing multiple books over the years, but none of these have ever come to fruition. I also do not recall a single time where he's spoken Spanish.

He continues to talk about how much he loves being a girly girl doing makeup and making skirt go spinny, but then says that he knows being a woman isn't about that, and is instead about being weak. Both of these are a very misogynistic and fetishistic view of womanhood, and it's clear that John views the female sex as a costume he can put on as he wishes.

Finally, he wraps up by saying that he has "fulfilled [his] biological destiny by transitioning," and that doing so means his life is an overwhelming success. Once again, hilarious. As we know, everything that he did after this was bankrolled by a retarded chink faggot with more dollars than sense, who has wasted countless dollars and almost two decades of his life on every one of John's stupid fantasies, none of which have played out how he wanted them to. His game studio produced a total of one (1) title before shutting down, his scampaigns both flopped tremendously either during or before the primaries, his activism has gone nowhere, and he has produced nothing at all of value. Everyone considers him a laughingstock, and everyone sees him as a man, no matter how many times he gets his face chopped up. He has burned pretty much every bridge he ever had by continuing to be a confrontational asshole to everyone he meets (a very masculine trait, I might add). Success? I don't think so.

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I hope you all enjoyed this long and detailed look into John's early trooning out mind. I'm tired.

 

[Tragi-Chan]

I thought he couldn't talk.

He can, but only in the voice of Miss Piggy.

Hopefully he will sound like Yoda as he ages.

John then goes on to say how much more of a woman he was than the actual woman in the relationship. His evidence? He liked cooking. Continuing that stereotypical thinking, eh?

Waaaaait. So all this HelloFresh bullshit is just him trying to prove that he’s a real woman?

Yes, I definitely believe that John voraciously read medical literature. A man who's shown himself to be basically retarded on everything he's ever talked about managed to find, read, and understand endocrinology journals, and he became such an expert that he put an actual endocrinologist in his place. Right.

I swear, all narcissists have at least one “And it turned out I was smarter than the experts!” story.

 

[Stupid Sexy Flanders]

Right off the bat, I'm cringing so fucking hard it hurts. To start off with, the title. John was really in love with this "only fools mess with [x]" line; you can see it in this pic he did for his aborted Socially Unconscious/Election Eve story with his (not at all) thinly-veiled self-insert:

Interesting that he used the term "Chasers" here since it's such a common term for men who are sexually interested in transsexuals. So one thing I actually do believe is that John likely did engage with tranny porn / crossdressing at that stage. It's just not a term you'd use casually to describe a woman who isn't interested in dating.

John has never mentioned this "Heather" again to my knowledge, so it's possible this entire story is made up.

Re-reading the lolcow wiki, particularly the Socially Unconscious era, made me remember the thing about "Lauren Milovy" being made up and "her" last name being taken from a Bond movie. I heavily suspect that "Lauren" and "Heather" is John's, at the time, cross-dressing persona and this so-called "break up" is him being a schizo and dumping that "persona" to "become" Brianna full time. It's what makes the most sense considering John's web of lies.

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

I'm sorry, I don't buy any of this. I think the posts on that old Ole Miss forum are a more accurate depiction of John's college years: spazzing out and acting like a total faggot. The only part that I do think is true is his going to a therapist because that's the beginning of many a troon's story.

Personally, I think John is talking about the student health center at Ole Miss here. Students generally get 12 free weekly sessions which works out to three months. The "endocrinologist" was probably the student intern.

 

[ilovecornsyrup]

Anorexics do not "love to cook". everything having to do with food is a nightmare for those people. He claims to be one of them.

This is a YMMV thing. Some anorexic are obsessed with food itself and thus cooking.

But honestly at his age claiming to be anorexic is just embarrassing. When I was a kid I met this woman in her 60s who had struggled with it for a lot of her life. It was just...sad. Decades of rituals and neuroses around food, and for what?

On a lighter note, it's really funny how in John's cooking video he just waves the knife around the stuff that already came pre-cut (like at the very beginning).

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

John - "My mind and body are in perfect alignment"



Also John - "I struggle with anorexia because my mind and body are not in alignment"

 

[AnOminous]

But honestly at his age claiming to be anorexic is just embarrassing.

The Gut Belt of Fail begs to differ. I wonder if it finally snapped from his skinnyfat gunt.

Fewer than 200 kids a year ago on puberty blocker.

Two hundred too many. "Gee what's so bad about sacrificing 200 children to Moloch a year?"

 

[The Taco Santo!]

Can you see a Serial killer trying this for an excuse: "There are millions of deaths every year, and I cause less than ten of them per year."?

 

[Scientifically Inaccurate]

In all of their policies the less of you there are the more important it is to cater to you at the expense of everyone else.

Then suddenly come on there's so few of them does it really matter?

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

John - " I had no choice in trooning out."







Also John - "Trooning out was the best decision I ever made."

 

[Soup Sammiches]

When I was in your world, I noticed how self absorbed I everyone was and me me me me me.

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

When I was in your world, I noticed how self absorbed I everyone was and me me me me me.

There is not a day that goes by where John does not imagine himself being the center of the universe.

 

[Stinkyboy]

Relapse, what a joke. Junkie John never stopped using.

 

[Not Dr. Evil]

This never happened.

 

[The Taco Santo!]

I'm surprised he has the time to read them, what with all the apologies he's also getting from Gamer-gaters.