A Tribute To JL

Not an update but a tribute. #BeMore Porcupine

Now don’t forget to read …or at least glance over… A Manifesto before you read this.

https://dustymasterson.substack.com/p/a-manifesto

My wife and I started doing foot soldier work in the Terf Resistance in 2019. In early 2023, when I was beginning to scale down my work on the road to retirement, I set up a substack but didn’t really know what to do with it. I messed around a bit. I was following all our usual Terf heroes and took inspiration from someone called JL who wrote on the Glinner Update. I noticed that, in the absence of the MSM really following the gender madness, she was the only person in the UK doing a general news round up, a round up that covered the whole world in fact! Obviously I didn’t want to copy JL but wanted to complement her work and add in some more ‘light hearted’ stuff to ameliorate the appalling and infuriating stories we have to deal with. I have always been a film buff so that was an obvious possibility and then I tried to throw in some music and comedy as endpieces. Then along came reader Liz who took over the latter role with aplomb. In the meantime readers Tenaciously Terfin and Siobhan ( and also Liz) have been great at suggesting pieces that should be covered. I also added in references to analysis, opinion pieces and videos.

Obviously thanks especially to my wife for all her great suggestions and support and for putting up with me in general 😁

So I was very, very sad to hear that JL is, as someone has said, hanging up her cape but she really does deserve our enormous thanks for the wonderful work she has done. Glinner has compared her to Hildy in His Girl Friday so don’t blame me for this film clip, JL 😇

Here is Glinner’s tribute to her and my comment on that.

So long, Hildy

A farewell to the woman who saved my life

Feb 03, 2025

Six years ago, I was drowning in a steady stream of outrageous and frightening news stories coming out of a world that had fallen under the spell of a mass delusion. The march of gender ideology throughout society, poisoning everything it touched, was a subject I felt had to be covered somehow, but legacy media–which I had trusted for most of my fifty years on the planet– broke their collective neck looking the other way as each fresh outrage emerged. Men in women’s prisons, men cheating in women’s sports, men working to destroy the lives and livelihoods of any woman who stood in their way... and worst of all, the trans activists and LGBT+ groups who were encouraging children–children!-- to undergo surgical and pharmaceutical procedures that would destroy their lives.

But I was drowning in other ways. I was being cancelled myself; not just by the media, but by friends and colleagues who I thought had my back as I always had theirs. Everything was falling apart; my career, my marriage, my sanity. The stress was so intense that I could barely think. I dreaded answering emails, phone calls and finally even the front door when I realised that trans activists knew my new home address. (The conman and convicted sex offender Stephanie Hayden had already doxxed my family’s home address). Then Jimmy Mulville of Hat Trick Productions cancelled the Father Ted Musical, on which I had worked for years, and my colleagues, who I had considered friends for over thirty years, stood to one side to let it happen.

Which is all to say, good news was thin on the ground. And the milk of human kindness became more precious the less I saw of it. I was broke, and frightened, closer to homelessness than I’d ever been. So when a woman I barely knew, a woman my readers came to know as JL, offered to do ‘A Week In The War on Women’ on the regular, and refused to accept payment for it, I could barely speak through the tears.

It changed everything for me. JL gave me some space in which I could work on getting my life back together, a process that would take years as I wrote my memoir and tried to generate new projects I knew might never get made. I still made my own contributions to the Substack, but I was able to take a more relaxed and discursive approach to my journalism because of the breathing room JL gave me. My sense of humour started to return. I began to come back to myself.

Meanwhile, JL never missed a single column. Week after week, she was there, catching everything I was too busy or depressed to notice. Even when trans activists threatened and doxxed her, even when she was insulted and mocked by the crazier elements of the GC movement–a tiny minority, but loud, and just as vindictive as the TRAs they resembled–even then, she kept writing. I joked she was my Hildy, Rosalind Russell’s whipcrack-smart journalist from His Girl Friday.

JL kept the editorialising to a minimum. She let the stories speak for themselves, presenting the facts plainly so that the horror or comedy or insanity of each one lay before you as if under surgical lights. And when the tide began to turn, and people started rejecting this dumb, Tumblr-born, anorexic death cult known as gender ideology, she created the "Good News Supplement”, doubling her workload but giving her readers, and myself, something we all desperately needed: a bit of hope.

She didn't limit herself to the WOW. Just yesterday, for example, she did a special report on Rape Crisis Scotland's numerous failures. She also maintains This Never Happens which tracks attacks by trans-identified men on the women they envy and despise, and 'The Myth Of Both Sides, which documents the harassment of women by trans activists at their very worst. She remembered every blow that landed, every shot fired in the War On Women. And because she did, she created what I think will become an essential resource for people trying to understand how an obscene madness gripped the world at the start of the 21st century.

The War On Women is in its final stages, and JL has more than done her bit. Tomorrow will be her final update, and the next Good News Supplement will be the last.

The list of friends who stood at my side during the worst part of my life is very short, but JL will always be at the top of it. When everyone I trusted disappeared from my side, she stepped forward. From those early days when I felt utterly alone and without hope, to now, when finally some sunlight is splitting the clouds, she was there

Thank you, Hildy, I won’t ever forget it.

All my love,

Graham

My comment:

Well I am very sad ( and a bit tearful!) that JL is standing down because she has been the main person who has inspired me in the work I do. What an amazing and important body of work she has created - a record of this madness. Brilliant method of hitting us with the horror stories in WOW and then uplifting us with the GNS. In the absence by and large of the MSM on reporting on the gender woo she has filled a vital role and has been a leading light on this issue not just in the UK but worldwide. A true Terf hero!

JL, I have been Accrington Stanley to your Arsenal. In your absence I will try and become Crawley Town😄 ( for those who don't know what I am talking about Crawley Town are a division above Accrington Stanley in the English Football league. If you don't know who Arsenal are, I can’t help you😀).

STOP PRESS

Welcome to JL’s replacement on the Glinner Update. Ripfornutmeg 😁

https://grahamlinehan.substack.com/p/the-glinner-update-update-jl-skips?publication_id=67309&post_id=156411516&isFreemail=false&r=20xc5g&triedRedirect=true&utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email

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