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Trans/War Boy/Gender: The Primitive Accumulation of T - Salvage

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Trans/War Boy/Gender The Coma-Doof Warrior, lashed to the front of the War Rig, his mother’s face gunked onto his own, is mowing down the open desert, plumes of sandvapour cresting over his head, swallowing the backside of the rig and the whole war train following behind. That mask he wears is his dead mother’s screaming […]

Trans/War Boy/Gender The Coma-Doof Warrior, lashed to the front of the War Rig, his mother’s face gunked onto his own, is mowing down the open desert, plumes of sandvapour cresting over his head, swallowing the backside of the rig and the whole war train following behind. That mask he wears is his dead mother’s screaming visage – the typically deranged bootlicky ‘feminism’ of the serial killer. But the compulsion-to-repeat is really your only option once someone saws your mother’s head off and tosses it into your little pre-adolescent lap and you cradle her head there in a freaked-out…

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