yeah its funny how people who wanna have a radical edgy sex identity can be squeamish about bodily waste. menstruation too! it gets to their deep personal hangups, and symbolizes loss of status. that's why people are so vocal about making sure everyone knows they aren't gross. and that's why disease/deformity/filth is so fun to write, and makes for effective horror. it has to be personal, invasive, and most of all, real. agonizing digestive issues or mindbreaking periods are part of people's history, and the taboo denies that history, burying it with all the other embarrassing childhood stuff. it goes back to ancient religion and governance, the pan-global stricture where menstruators had to isolate themselves, and faggots were associated directly with the intestines/"a foul smell". The Hindu feeding of cow urine and dung to the sodomite (an exciting cross-reference with the Tahmuras myth retold in Perfect Tense: Maggot Therapy, where the hero fists the ur-sodomite Ahriman and his arm is rotted by anal contact, until a cow urinates on it and heals him), or the Arda Viraf’s snake that enters the anus “like a beam, went in and came forth out of the mouth…This is the soul of that wicked man, who, in the world, committed sodomy, and allowed a man to come on his body; now the soul suffers so severe a punishment.” And who can forget Fernando de Alva Ixtlilxochitl’s account from Mesoamerica: “the one who functioned as a woman, who was tied to a post, they removed the entrails through the lower parts”, or the Nahua definition: “SODOMITE, CATAMITE. Corruption, perverted, excrement, dog excrement, feces, infamous, corrupt, vicious, mocker, scoffer, provoker, repugnant, loathsome. He fills people's noses with the smell of excrement. Effeminate. He passes himself off as a woman.” there is something egalitarian about the intestines, a fecal faggotry transcending front genitalia, accessible to everyone. so the androgyny of sodomy appeals to my fluid worlds.
anyways, thank you! I love when people chew on my art at the freakiest, tapeworm level. Cancer is my baby. and there is something charming about it…there are many stories with him that don’t involve shit, but it’s a good turd of damocles to keep the normies in line. got some good ones on the way, hope you’ll enjoy them! eat shit…and live! ✨️