So we have one professional actor and two who aren’t. I’m Tired of Waiting is a reference to the NHS waiting list for treatment for gender dysphoria and Pass me the Duct Tape a reference to tucking (or binding for the teen girls in the audience, and believe me there were plenty). I guess this must be Travis’s current work in progress. Predicted crapometer rating 11/10. And thus it came to pass.
Category: Culture
We need to talk about Owen J. Hurcum’s genitals …
They mentioned a certain wizarding franchise,
Should be ignored.
And that no one was going to see the film,
That couldn’t be mentioned.
(At the time of writing, in the second week of its release, Fantastic Beasts, had made more than $203,816,750 worldwide according to Box Office Mojo. Boy, have people ignored that film.)
The Ace Project with Stonewall and Yasmin Benoit
It was jointly hosted by Stonewall and Benoit but the platform appeared to have been Stonewall’s choosing, since Benoit told us she had never done a broadcast on TikTok before. Clearly Benoit wanted it known she was an equal in this partnership – and who could disagree?
Transpose JOY: Pit Party held at the Barbican
This ridiculously portentous short film (trailer above) opened the show. It was a mix of Islamic Koranic singing, Black Lives Matter, the necessary dose of victimisation and phoenix rising out of the ashes. Which nicely prepared us for what turned out to be a decidedly religious and po-faced 90 minute performance, despite protestations of form-breaking and counter-culture.
Talking Penis with Grace Lavery
About the event A memoir of gender transition and recovery from addiction, a dance across genres, a ripping-up of the rulebook, Please Miss is unlike anything you’ve
An evening with Patrisse Cullors from Black Lives Matter
As suspected very few people coughed up the cash for expensive seats but the audience size was pretty reasonable, given the utter gubbins we were about to hear. It was mainly women, about half were black women, with a few men here and there, accompanying girlfriends for the most part. It was late starting as people were late arriving – an indication of apathy I wondered, but no, when Cullors was finally introduced it was to rapturous applause and, that most un-British of all things, whooping. Two BSL interpreters were in attendance.
The Lies They Tell 
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