See, Julie Anne, I'm not blaming you. It's pretty obvious you had no idea.
But yeah, particularly given how much effort has gone into telling me to join the party since 2021, I felt like that roast was a terrible idea. It's as if you presumed that I'd obey your desires: I'm obstinate and stubborn, and I really didn't feel much like giving in after those detransition comments. -
You have no idea how much that word and the implied notion piss me off. 1) I was always trans, and recognised as effeminate, so there wasn't really a transition.
2) I dress very conservatively, for the most part. Colourful, but not revealing.
3) If it was ok for me to be an effeminate boy that wrote love songs, why is it so wrong to be a trannie that does?
Oh wait, cos the audience believes that trans activities are inherently sexual, thanks to the drag queens.
4) People only wanted me to be a man so I'd sing those difficult male roles that their friends can't.
So, yeah, telling me to be a man = boycotts.
Not mentioning that you saw my junk, then using it as 'evidence' that I'm a deviant = being rude. You have insulted my honour, and I demand satisfaction.
Plus, as I've shown, it's actually quite likely that they only saw the outline, rather than the full penis that they claimed I exposed.