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NY to make getting a CCW permit unconstitutional and impossible

First, a little history:

I was living in Illinois when Moore v Madigan was decided.  The 7th Court of Appeals struck down the Illinois prohibition on concealed carry.  Concealed carry was coming to the Land of Lincoln.

Illinois is a Midwestern state.  It was surrounded on all sides by shall issue states.

Yes, Chicago is a heavy weight player in Illinois, which is why it’s considered a Blue state, but in the internal wrangling of Illinois politics over concealed carry the Red counties (97 of the 101 counties in the state) really exerted every ounce of pressure they had.

The court established a deadline for when Illinois would have concealed carry in place.  If the state could not put together a concealed carry law, the state would default to Constitutional carry.

Blue districts wanted very restrictive may issue permits that were as impossible to get as NY permits.

Red state districts demanded shall issue or they would block the legislation from advancing and the state would default.

In the end Illinois had shall issue, but the Blue districts tried to make it as onerous as possible to dissuade people from getting permits.

The result was a background check with finger prints and 16 hours of training, and live fire qualifications.  The training was bullshit.

I’ve been through the 8 hour training mandated by Nebraska and North Carolina, and the 4 hours mandated by Florida.

By far, the Florida training if the most efficient.  Illinois training is like sitting through the Florida training four times.

It was either all day Saturday and Sunday or from 6:00 to 10:00 PM Monday through Thursday.  It was also expensive.  Meaning that working class people would have a difficult time both affording it and making time to attend the classes.

The difficulty was the point.

I tell you this story so that you understand how anti-gun Democrats can make complying with Court decision enforcing gun rights to be difficult as a barrier to stop people from using enjoying their rights.

So now let us turn to New York.

 

From the article:

New York lawmakers approved a sweeping overhaul Friday of the state’s handgun licensing rules, seeking to preserve some limits on firearms after the Supreme Court ruled that most people have a right to carry a handgun for personal protection.

Hochul, a Democrat, called the Democrat-controlled Legislature back to Albany to work on the law after last week’s high-court ruling overturning the state’s longstanding licensing restrictions.

Backers said the law, which takes effect Sept. 1, strikes the right balance between complying with the Supreme Court’s ruling and keeping weapons out of the hands of people likely to use them recklessly or with criminal intent.

Among other things, the state’s new rules will require people applying for a handgun license to turn over a list of their social media accounts so officials could verify their “character and conduct.”

Applicants will have to show they have “the essential character, temperament and judgment necessary to be entrusted with a weapon and to use it only in a manner that does not endanger oneself and others.”

As part of that assessment, applicants have to turn over a list of social media accounts they’ve maintained in the past three years.

“Sometimes, they’re telegraphing their intent to cause harm to others,” Gov. Kathy Hochul, a Democrat, said at a news conference.

Gun rights advocates and Republican leaders were incensed, saying the legislation not only violated the Second Amendment, but also privacy and free speech rights.

The bill approved by lawmakers doesn’t specify whether applicants will be required to provide licensing officers with access to private social media accounts not visible to the general public.

Some humorless scold, the worst sort of Karen from HR is going to be reviewing your social media posts to decide on your character.

This is going to be as subjective as the may issue good cause requirement.

You know exactly what will get you denied.  Have you ever supported Trump?  Did you every say something negative about Cuomo?  Did you not post the Holy of Holies Pride Flag in June?  Did you ever call Biden “Pedo Joe?”

Pretty much if you are anything short of a dyed in the wool “Love is Love, We Stand With Ukraine, Orange Man Bad” Leftist, your character is not getting approved.

What if you don’t have social media?  Is that evidence of non-compliance or do they automatically deny you?  What about shared social media?  I’m just going to assume the worst here.

Plus, you just handed over your name and social media to the government, so who knows what else they will do with that.  Again, just assume the worst.

What they are doing is violating your First Amendment right to speak freely to apply for your right to exercise your Second Amendment right.

People applying for a license to carry a handgun will also have to provide four character references, take 16 hours of firearms safety training plus two hours of practice at a range, undergo periodic background checks and turn over contact information for their spouse, domestic partner or any other adults living in their household.

Again, 16 hours of training, and two hours of range time.  The range time requirement is odd.  Illinois only had an accuracy qualification.  If you shot it the first time you could be done in 15 minutes.

What do they expect you to do with two hours on the range?

I wonder what the accuracy qualification will be.  I used to shoot with a USPSA group that would do the NYPD annual qualification as two consecutive stages.  It was embarrassingly easy.

The contact information for other adults is egregious.  Is the point for the state to contact them as a reference or will they deny you a permit because of who they are?  Will you be denied a permit because you’re taking care of an elderly relative or you have a family member living with you that has fallen on hard times?  This seems particularly offensive in NYC where the cost living, rent controlled apartments, and tye high number of immigrant families, means that residencies are often multi generational with extended families.

People also won’t be allowed to carry firearms at a long list of “sensitive places,” including New York City’s tourist-packed Times Square.

That list also includes schools, universities, government buildings, places where people have gathered for public protests, health care facilities, places of worship, libraries, public playgrounds and parks, day care centers, summer camps, addiction and mental health centers, shelters, public transit, bars, theaters, stadiums, museums, polling places and casinos.

New York will also bar people from bringing guns into any business or workplace unless the owners put up signs saying guns are welcome. People who bring guns into places without such signs could be prosecuted on felony charges.

I guess residents of NYC won’t have to worry because all of NYC is a sensitive place.

If you can’t carry on public transportation you won’t be able to get around the city unless you own a vehicle (ride sharing services prohibit concealed carry and you know the Taxi services will too).

You might be able to carry from your apartment to the one business that says guns are welcome if you can walk there, but beyond that, you’re disarmed.

Moreover, no carry on the subways, Times Square, or in Central Park pretty much means no carry in the places you need it most.

All this does is tell criminals “if you want to rob and rape, do it in these locations.”

The guns are welcome aspect is also malicious. In Illinois, a business had to put up a sign that said concealed carry was prohibited, and there were rules as to how prominently that sign needed to be displayed.  No sign and the default was carry was allowed.

New York is making the default that carry is prohibited and the signage must say guns are welcome.

You understand the point of this, right?

Once a guns are welcome sign goes up, the expectation is that anti-gun New Yorkers will either know which businesses to boycott or know which businesses to boycott and harass.

Imagine the Facebook pages that will pop up of AWFLs caterwauling online that: “The [store/restaurant/business] in the building next to mine where I stop to [shop/eat/get serviced] says that guns are welcome.  I feel so unsafe with those evil ammosexual Nazis next door.  I’m never going to do business with them again. Everyone go online and give them a one star review on Yelp until they take that sign down or go out of business.”

New York is intent on thumbing their nose at the Supreme Court with malicious compliance.  Shall issue with so many onerous and subjective standards that it’s effectively may issue.

The only good news for New Yorkers is that their AWFL governor might have been so awful that it’s a violation of the Court’s ruling.

But some Republican lawmakers, opposed to tighter restrictions, argued the law violated the constitutional right to bear arms. They predicted it too would end up being overturned.

I agree.

“We replaced a subjective may issue with a subjective and equally impossible shall issue, that also includes political partisanship, so that the same number or fewer of permits are issued every year” is not compliance with the Court.

My hope is that lawsuits against this bill go up quickly.  Generally, courts don’t like it when their rulings are ignored or worked around in such as way as to be effectively undone.

I would love to see nothing more that Justice Thomas respond to Governor Hochul by gavel slapping her with a decision that effectively makes NY constitutional carry like Madigan almost did.

I’m going to side with the instructor

More from that Antifa super soldier:

 

I’m actually surprised that the instructor let him have a refund.

I understand the principle that rights are not partisan.

But I am a white male Republican.  I used to be a landlord.  I voted for Trump in 2020.  I’m a Zionist.

I know exactly what Antifa wants to do to me, which is why I am armed.

This is not rhetorical, I’m going for my NRA instructor certification.

Do I train someone who I know would turn around and use that training against me.

There is a radical armed Left out there.  They are indistinguishable from Boogalooers, except usually covered in Trans flag colors and cat ears.

It’s an incredible overlap of skinny trans-girls and violent gun owning commies.  Apparently when you take a testosterone blocker and can’t do a pushup you buy an AK and call yourself an Antifa soldier.

Yes, they have their Second Amendment rights, but I’m not going to provide any more support to then than my general support for it.

I’m beginning to see the upside of Red Flag laws

https://twitter.com/realkuhlio/status/1540769998011936768?t=rb4O_U2E-SpcQA-xtCdwuQ&s=19

https://twitter.com/IllegalistGF/status/1538133903667388416?t=U3mK3BFMmQv_r1VmgH0hWQ&s=19

https://twitter.com/IllegalistGF/status/1542662752069570560?t=yTqv-DVCknW7wQMm5grtjw&s=19

 

We assume (correctly) that we on the Right are going to be the victims of abused Red Flag laws.

Radical gun-toting queer/trans Left is a weird rabbit hole to fall down, but they exist and they are training because they want to kill you.

They make that very clear.

Is there a reason our side has decided that in our dislike of Red Flag laws we refuse to use them to our advantage?

Yes, I know what you are going to say, the system is biased against us.

In some areas, yes it is.  In other areas it’s not.  And how will we know until we try?

And sometimes saturating the system is enough, like a Red Flag DDOS.

A weapon has been laid down for anyone to pick up.

Are we so stuck on principles that we won’t pick it up and use it against people who would use it against us with alacrity?

Democrats really hate America

A Kinsley Gaffe is when a politician accidentally tells the truth.

 

Yup.

They deleted it and walked it back but when someone shows you who they are, believe them.

This is who they truly are.

Kathy Hochul is the final boss of AWFLs

AWFL: Affluent White Female Liberal

You know exactly the type of person I’m referring to.

 

Of course she doesn’t know how many New York gun permit holders have committed gun crimes.

She doesn’t know and doesn’t care about the statistics from Florida and other states about how law abiding licensed concealed carry permit holders actually are.

What she has is feelings.

She feels unsafe at the idea that other people might be carrying guns around her that she doesn’t know about.

She feels unsafe with licensed gun owners carrying on the subway.

Never mind the rate of subway pushings and other homicides in the subway in the last few years.

Disregard actual dangers from criminals, junkies, and vagrants that have be released or not charged for reasons of equity, her perceived danger from a guy with a CCW permit looms large in her mind.

So she will deny you your rights.  Rights affirmed by the Supreme Court just a few days ago.

Her feelings are more important than your rights and don’t you forget it.

This is the AWFL way of life.

It was AWFLs who maintained lockdowns and masking long after they were all proven to br useless.

It was AWFLs who keep the schools closed.

It was AWFLs who rated out neighbors and businesses for being open.

It was AWFLs who lit candles to St. Fauci.

These people have no capacity for rational analysis or risk assessment.

They have privileged lives and have strong feelings about things they don’t understand and will use those feelings to crush you.

Governor Hochul maintained the lockdowns and COVID restrictions long after there was a need but she was afraid so you had to lose your rights.

Now her feelings are overruling a Supreme Court decision and will be denied the rights they acknowledged.

AWFL governor governs AWFLly.

 

The incompetentocracy

This put me in a bad mood.

 

When I first wrote about Brinton, I was going by the media’s reporting that he was a Biden appointee in the SES.

He is not.

The President is allowed to appoint up to 10% of the SES, the rest are career employees.

In theory, the career employees are supposed to be qualified and the Presidential appointees can be whomever, hence the 10% limit for appointees.

Understand that a career SES employee is a civilian with a rank equivalent to a general officer in the DOD.

Again, I looked for his qualifications.

A BS and MS from MIT in nuclear engineering and some time in think tanks.

He has never been employed as an actual nuclear engineer at any time.

He is 33 years old and his longest job was with a LGBT rights organization.

I didn’t like him as an appointee, but that I understood.  They found someone with a nuclear engineering degree and had a unique sexual identity.  He checked the right boxes and he was in to do a sinecure as long as Biden was President.

But for him to be a career hire meant that the government actually intended to give him actual responsibility across multiple administrations in a job many people have for life.

With only the poorest of qualifications.

Seriously.  There is more published by him on how to have sex with a man in a puppy mask than nuclear energy.

This shit hits me hard.

Understand that I spent a while in the government contracting world.

I tried to get hired by the government a few times.

I was always rejected.

For some reason I was “highly qualified” but there was always someone more qualified who got the job.

I have a BS, MS, and Ph.D. in engineering.  I’m a PE in five states.  I have 10 years of engineering field experience in industry and manufacturing.  I have been published multiple times.

I’ve applied at NASA, the DOD, and to a few DOE government labs.

Rejected every time.

For the life of me I legitimately cannot fathom what qualification or skill I’m missing that I keep getting passed over to be an engineer making missiles or rockets for the government.

But this guy gets to be a deputy director of an agency.

At this point I can only come to the conclusion that my qualifications are what disqualified me.

Our government is made up of utterly incompetent people who only hire other incompetent people, that way nobody makes anyone else look bad by actually doing a good job.

At every fuck level.

Our United States assistant secretary for health bumble-fucked his states response to COVID, killing the elderly when he was Secretary of the Pennsylvania Department of Health.

Buttigieg has proven to be utterly useless, which should have been evident since he came from McKinsey.

The entire Flag Officer Corps lost Afghanistan in a few weeks.

And it all makes me so angry.

I grew up on The Right Stuff and Apollo 13.

Deep in my soul engineers at NASA or Sandia are the elite of engineers.

They put men on the moon and split at atom.

I wanted to be one of them.

One of the elite.

To be rejected by them hurts so fucking much I can’t stand it.

Then I see this and I realize just how fucking broken our system is.

And I hate it.

I hate what we’ve become.

I hate that I can’t reconcile the reality of what I see with the dreams and aspirations I had and still have.

I hate it all so much.

The trans cult of mutilation

I read a lot of terrible articles for blog-fodder.  I feel like I have been inoculated against a lot because of it.  Every once in a while I read one that still manages to get through my defenses and makes me sick to my stomach.

This is one of them:

‘Never ask permission’: How two trans women ran a legendary underground surgical clinic in a rural tractor barn

Somewhere in the boondocks of America’s Pacific Northwest, near the city of Olympia in Washington state, there is a long gravel logging track leading off the main road between a field and a forest.

If you follow that track for about a kilometre, you will find a rustic-looking wooden house that has stood there for about a century, with an old tractor barn converted into a small outbuilding. There might be chickens, sheep, and geese honking raucously at your arrival.

And, if you had entered that tractor barn between 2004 and 2006, you would have found a secret underground transgender surgical clinic run by two trans women with an autoclave and a cauterisation machine bought on eBay.

In an era when trans people were routinely blocked from life-saving healthcare, and often discriminated against or abused by medical staff, this clinic aimed to treat its patients with respect and never charged more than $500 for a procedure that usually cost thousands.

Yet despite its clandestine nature, it operated legally – and according to one of the women behind it, it was even inspected and approved by Washington state health officials.

That is a hell of an opening.

This article is practically a hagiography of some of the most grotesque stuff I have ever read.

I have been informed by the media that being transgender is an identity that must be respected.

I, personally, concur with the pre-Woke science that says transgenderism, or gender-identity disorder, is a mental illness.

The evidence of that, to me, is evident on its face.  The individual has a perception that does not match physical reality.  Much the same way someone with anorexia feels about their body.

I am a compassionate person and so I have sympathy for anyone who has a mental illness.  I do not want to see them suffer.

But I’m one of these old school individuals who wants to treat people to cure them of their suffering.

I accept that for some trans people, some form of transition does alleviate some of their dysphoria.

But what comes next is a horror show.  Literally.  This could be the plot of a horror movie.

More than that, the way it is covered in this article, and the way that it has become part of trans culture or the trans experience takes this way beyond the realm of helping and into the world of a cult.

“No one was going to take care of us. We had to take care of ourselves,” says Eilís Ní Fhlannagáin, a software developer and veteran protest medic who helped set up and run the clinic.

Now 50, Ní Fhlannagáin spoke to The Independent about her role in an almost forgotten moment in LGBT+ history, which until the pandemic had only been passed on through zines and word of mouth within the trans community.

A moment in LGBT history that should be looked on in shame but instead is being covered almost romantically by this article.

This is one of the things about the LGBT community that I find strange.

Years ago, before trans took over, shortly after Obergefell was decided, I read a number of articles that made the point that while gay marriage was good, there was something lost to gay culture because of it.

What was lost was the seedy underground side where men went to bath houses and theaters and had filthy, disease transmitting, anonymous sex with one another.

It was exciting, dangerous, and subversive.  Gay marriage was just like regular marriage, boring and pedestrian.

This has stuck in my mind because it’s and attitude that is antithetical to social inclusion.

Moderate, middle-class social doesn’t want that degeneracy, get some part of the gay community identified it as part of gay culture and bemoaned its loss.

This article feels like the trans version of that.

Back before trans was the Left’s cause celebre, real trans culture performed unground surgeries in a barn.

It started in Philadelphia in the early Noughties, when Ní Fhlannagáin persuaded her doctor friend Willow that she could totally perform life-changing surgery on Ní Fhlannagáin in her adopted trans mother’s living room.

When Ní Fhlannagáin transitioned, around 1993-4, most cisgender (or non-trans) people were barely aware trans people existed and would never expect to see one in real life. For those who lived openly, or were outed against their will, tremendous discrimination was the norm. Few countries had formal legal protections, and the world wide web had not yet given isolated trans people a lifeline to each other.

For trans women, the game plan was to get hormones any way you could, stay on them for a year or so without coming out, burn away your facial hair with electrolysis, then disappear from your old life and go “stealth” – meaning no one, except perhaps other trans people, knew you were trans.

“You came up through certain ways,” Ní Fhlannagáin explains. “You came up through the clubs, came up through drag shows, you came up through the support groups – I kind of knew some of those folks – or you came up through gender clinics.”

“I knew no one from there. That was the rich girl s***. Rich girls got sent to gender clinics; I didn’t get into a gender clinic.”

The first step in a medical transition is usually gender-affirming hormone replacement therapy (HRT), which slowly reshapes a person’s body and emotions by adjusting their balance of estrogen and testosterone. For many the impact is life-saving, not only making them happier with their appearance or more able to “pass” as a cis man or woman but connecting them to their body in a profound new way. Some compare it to seeing the world in colour for the first time, or coming up from underwater and breathing air.

“It was calling up the physician that got his licence taken away because he was prescribing one too many narcotics,” she recalls. “It was online pharmacies, because online pharmacies became a thing. Or if you weren’t online, that friend of yours who went to Mexico and brought back a suitcase.”

This was the time of “Butcher Brown”, alias John Ronald Brown, a San Francisco surgeon who specialised in trans women but was forced to set up shop in Mexico after his US medical licence was suspended. “The quality of his results was generally considered unacceptable,” writes Andrea James on her widely consulted Transgender Map website.

By the turn of the millennium, though, Ní Fhlannagáin was running in punk anarchist circles, absorbing riot grrrl feminism and radical environmentalism and transgender separatism. It was a scene that shaped a generation of North American trans women.

“We’re not going to ask for permission for something that we should be able to just do,” says Ní Fhlannagáin, summarising their attitude. “It’s my f***ing body. If I want to go get my ears pierced, no one’s going to say, ‘oh, you can’t do that, you need two letters from psychiatrists’.”

All of which helps explain how Ní Fhlannagáin convinced Willow to perform an orchiectomy on her – that is, remove her testicles – in a reclining chair, working from photocopied pages of a medical textbook, while her trans mom was sleeping off her night shift upstairs.

The procedure almost went smoothly. But the instructions for bandaging afterwards were written for cis men, whose genitals function very differently than trans women’s after a year or two on HRT. Six hours later the bandages fell apart, and Ní Fhlannagáin was rushed to hospital. On her first try, she was thrown out for “drug-seeking behaviour” (“yeah,” she recalls, “I needed antibiotics”), and only got treatment days later after nearly dying.

“Overall the DIY orch is very simple and teachable,” wrote the trans novelist Sybil Lamb in 2010. Sure enough, orchiectomies – under the more traditional name of castration – were performed without modern surgical equipment or anaesthetic around the world for millennia, with all manner of religious and political purposes.

“It’s just not a complicated surgery – mine took like 40 minutes,” says Jules Gill-Peterson, a professor at Johns Hopkins University who is writing a book about the history of DIY trans medicine. Her research has found evidence of underground trans orchis going back to the 1950s, as well as hormone sharing and smuggling, making the Washington clinic part of a “hallowed tradition”.

The “hallowed tradition” of underground castration is more in line with a cult than the treatment of a mental illness.

Willow was not only a doctor but, rarely for the time, an out trans woman. Ní Fhlannagáin declined to provide Willow’s real name because she now works as an abortion doctor facing threats of violence, and told The Independent that Willow does not wish to speak to journalists.

Why do I not find it normal that a person who would do underground castration on trans people would graduate to working in an abortion clinic.

It’s almost as those these people are attracted to a dark side of medicine, soaked in blood and misery.

By 2004, Ní Fhlannagáin had burned out on anarchist activism and moved to Washington with her girlfriend Chrissy, where Willow was doing a residency. Ní Fhlannagáin needed money, and Willow had an “eBay addiction” where she would buy old medical equipment and fix it up. They hatched a plan.

Still, both women had been involved in abortion activism, and they drew political inspiration from an underground women’s abortion service called the Jane Collective. Operating in Chicago between 1969 and 1973, it was founded as an antidote to unsafe illegal abortions often done by unqualified men.

Again we see that overlap of dangerous underground gender surgery and dangerous underground abortions, both written about as inspiring stories of rebellion against men in the established medical world.

They didn’t tell the neighbours, nor the landlord. Nobody out there knew that Willow, Ní Fhlannagáin, or Chrissy were trans – rural women weren’t expected to be feminine in the same way as city women – and they intended to keep it that way.

One week before the first surgery, on the 256-acre farm that Ní Fhlannagáin and Chrissy were renting, they built a front and sides onto one of the bays in the tractor barn; put in a door and a window, ran in electricity, and tiled and sealed the floor.

That tiling, Ní Fhlannagáin adds, is still there today, though the room is now used as an organic chicken processing factory. “They still don’t know what I did in that room,” she says, “which I plan on never f***ing telling them, ever.”

That’s fucking horrifying.

Also, if they read this article, they will know.

If, one day in 2005, you had driven down that logging road for your appointment at the clinic, the geese would have heralded your arrival.

The two women explain what will happen and how it will work. You get a prescription for vicodin and pre-emptive antibiotics, which you have to fill at the nearest town 20 miles away. You take the vicodin in front of the medics, and then begin the surgery.

Afterwards, they’d apply tight bandages and drainage tubes, following new procedure designed specifically for trans women after Ní Fhlannagáin’s near-death experience. You were required to stay in the area for seven days in case of complications, but Ní Fhlannagáin says they never had one. Most people simply crashed on her couch.

The clinic charged a sliding scale, depending on circumstances, never charging more than $500. For another $400, you also got 40 hours of electrolysis, which Ní Fhlannagáin had learned by practising on her own arm.

The amount was based on the cost of materials and the minimum amount needed to pay for Ní Fhlannagáin’s daily Amy’s Mac and Cheese and tobacco bought in bulk. Usually, an orchi alone would cost $2,000 to $5,000 – about $3,000 to $7,500 in today’s money.

What heroes!  Performing castration in a converted barn with medical equipment from eBay, having patients illegally obtain their own narcotics.  But they weren’t charging what doctors charged.  Castration equity for the poor!

One day, while Ní Fhlannagáin was drinking her first cup of coffee, the geese began honking because a big dark blue car with government plates was coming down the track.

The officials said they were from the state Board of Health, and they were looking for Willow.

Ní Fhlannagáin remembers telling the bureaucrats to wipe their feet. They didn’t, and tracked mud into the clinic. They asked to see autoclave logs, business licences, narcotics stores, all of which Ní Fhlannagáin was prepared for. Then she spotted something catastrophic: a little cup, with two testicles in it, left just behind the cautery machine.

Normally, patients were supposed to bring their balls with them after surgery. But Dana, last night’s patient, was “an absolute lightweight” and was zonked out on vicodin. Ní Fhlannagáin and Willow had to haul her into the house, then give the clinic a quick wipe down and focus on looking after her, intending to clean up fully tomorrow.

Excuse me while I go vomit.

Luckily for Ní Fhlannagáin, she had learned a “cheat code” for situations like this. “When a cis bureaucrat is getting in your face, and you want them to disappear, say the words ‘transgender’ and ‘transsexual’ as loud as possible and as many times as possible,” she says. “They get very uncomfortable and they back away.”

This just makes me hate these people.

They scrammed, allowing Ní Fhlannagáin to grab the organs, stick them in her pocket, dart into the house, and tell her patient: “Dana, you left these.”

Now I have to go vomit again.

She is proud of the work she did, saying: “I don’t regret helping a bunch of girls that wouldn’t have been helped.” But the clinic did not last long. In 2006, Willow’s residency ended, taking her out of the Pacific Northwest, while Ní Fhlannagáin herself was burned out.

Worse, Chrissy was suffering from slowly worsening mental health problems, including alcohol and substance abuse, leaving Ní Fhlannagáin straining to keep her away from patients as much as possible. About three years after the clinic closed, they broke up, and four years after that, Chrissy killed herself.

“It’s the same story, right?” says Ní Fhlannagáin. “This is a world not built for us. And how do you live in it? It’s 35 people now, queer folks, and about two thirds of them trans, that I’ve lost over the years.”

So much positivity and mental health in this underground castration barn in the woods.

Trans history, she argues, has been “over-narrated” by medical institutions, which often defined mainstream discussion about trans people from within its own narrow worldview. She believes that researching and remembering DIY healthcare can challenge that, restoring the diversity of the many trans communities – from “black and brown trans-fems who came up through the ballroom scene” to mostly white punks in the Pacific Northwest – that have carried knowledge through the generations.

What did I say?

Underground castration for equity, diversity, and iclusion.

A modern day Robin Hood tale.  If Robin Hood cut Little John’s balls off so he could become Maid Marian.

The story also reached Nicki Green, an internationally exhibited sculptor and lecturer in ceramics at the University of California, Berkeley. She contacted Ní Fhlannagáin and gained information about the clinic, making an artwork about it called Operating in Bright Sunlight, featuring paintings of the old farmhouse, the trees, and the procedure itself.

A proper shrine in this hagiography of trans saints doing the good work of castration the poor.

Tell me this is not a cult.

“A sure sign that something is seriously missing in a society is a generation gap. If the younger generation does not take pride in becoming like its elders, then the society has lost its own continuum, its own stability, and probably does not have a culture worth calling one…”

Ní Fhlannagáin believes that applies to trans people too. “I’m 50 and an ‘elder’. How the f*** does that happen? Well, because the previous generation, a lot of them died – in the Aids crisis, or for the many, many reasons we died early – and no one gave a s*** except us. Or you went stealth, and you never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever talked about it.

“That’s by design. If you don’t have continuity of culture, you have no ability to stand up and say, ‘this is wrong, stop treating me like s***’. So how do you unf*** a people? How do you create a culture of resistance?”

To younger trans people seeking that goal, she offers this advice: “Don’t ask permission for how you live your life… what are they going to do, get you in more trouble? You’re trans, honey; you’re already in trouble. Just don’t get caught.”

Underground castration in a barn is part of the hallowed tradition of trans culture that young trans people must learn about to be proud of as part of a culture of resistance.

This is a cult.

A cult of blood and pain and mutilation.

A cult.