<blockquote>I was serving in Baxon just north of Hescher, guard-dogging a queue of first responders heading into the riot zones, and John caught my eye. Her beard caught my eye. Some troublemaker flaunting the rules, I thought, or a guy sneaking in under cover of audacity, thinking the Womens Volunteer Corps was a good place to get laid. If that was the case, /he/ was looking to get roughed up, and it was my job to oblige. I pulled her out of the line.</blockquote>
➤ Does interesting things with gender
