Also, it is worth noting that this has nothing to do with the fantasies of «gender» «studies». I made the first pages on this theme in 2004, long before these absurdities were talked about. Moreover, I have been accused of being «transphobic», on a failed forum. In truth, I have nothing against trans people (as long as they do not touch at children). I just say that they do not need all the ideological paraphernalia of the «gender» «studies» to try to change sex. «Gender» «studies» are just speaking in their name, as do all the marxist attempts to infiltrate movements they did not created, and crush them in the end.

With the Likpas, changing sex is natural. On Earth, many animal species do it, and science fiction has sometimes addressed this theme. I remember, for example, a novel with haploid men and women and diploid neutrals, but I don't remember the title.

You might wonder how the Boobettes got clothes, and even why they would have any in a still very hot world. It is a bit like Mowgli's red underwear (Disney version) or Tarzan's polka-dot brief: there is no indication of why or how these characters would have them. The real reason is not so pretty, and it does not come from the story: it is called self-censorship of the authors, in a still very prudish and hypocritical Earth world.

Well, there is another problem: the Boobettes resulting from metamorphosis, even though they look like children, were already adults before they began, and they remain so throughout the process. Nevertheless, I refrain from showing them engaged in sexual activities, or even implying that they would have any. So if someone accuses me of pedophilia, they will be the ones on trial. I am not kidding: I have already taken a pedo to court.

This media interpretation of the Boobies Feast is «strongly inspired» by a real event: the way the French media covered the anti-nuclear demonstration in Creys Malville in 1977, portraying the anti-nuclear activists as violent, while the demonstration had been clearly announced as Non-violent. To support their claims, they had dispersed provocateurs in the protest, each followed by a dozen photographers. I remember making a rear lock to one, but we were too few to understand this necessity. It was these provocateurs who clashed with the police, not the genuine anti-nuclear activists.

It was on this occasion that I had the idea for the conclusion of the following page, unfortunately too late (the next day). I do not know if my fellow anti-nuclear activists would have understood anyway, because in 1977 Non-violence was still a recent and poorly understood concept. Or maybe they had not read Van Vogt's The World of Ā, who had thought about it long before! The Likpas are natively Ā, then.