Beware the panicans and the entryists.

I'm reading "How Trump Worship Took Hold in Washington/The President is at the center of a brazenly transactional ecosystem that rewards flattery and lockstep loyalty," by Antonia Hitchens, in The New Yorker:

Jack Posobiec, a maga operative and podcaster, emerged as a primary enforcer. “Crush panicans, destroy panicans, deport panicans, roundhouse kick a panican into the concrete, slam dunk a panican into a trash can, banish filthy panicans,” he tweeted, to his 3.1 million followers....

The tone of that tweet. It rang in my head like the voice of Divine:

"Panicans," by the way, is a portmanteau of "panic" and — not pelicans — "Americans."

Back to The New Yorker. Hitchens writes:

"The other drag queens hated Divine, because they thought he was making fun of them. And he was!"

"He was making fun of that whole scene of being so serious about it and trying to imitate the worst of women — the most unliberated ones — where Divine was beyond. Divine was not trans. Divine never walked around dressed as a woman. He didn't want to be a woman.... It wasn't like Divine was trapped in the wrong body or anything. Divine was a feminine gay man. But he was proud to say he was a drag queen. He was an actor. And he played a man, woman, he would've played the dog in 'Pink Flamingos' if I'd let him."

Says John Waters, on the new episode of Marc Maron's podcast. Waters is a fantastic guest, one of the best conversationalists I've ever heard on a podcast, so listen to the whole thing. I chose this one piece to transcribe because it says so much... with direct detail and plenty of open-ended implication. Waters is so pro liberated women and pro feminine gay men that there's some hostility to drag and transgenderism. That takes nerve. And vivacity.

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