boy james and girl james spoke about feminism, groupies, privilege and ponders on cutting off his own dick, and it was everything ontd could possibly hope for.
bj: hi. you're the girl james.
gj: yes.
bj: you only exist on paper.
gj: true. but that is one of the great things about creative objects. you get to make anything you want, be anything you want. boy, girl, alien, killer, lover, mother, brother, dog, rabbit, lion, piece of shit.
then they got onto the subject of feminism
bj: well, what can i do? i am a man! how can i help other than take on women's issues, collaborate with women on my films, teach women, be directed by women?
gj: you could cut your dick off.
bj: cut my dick off, hmmmm...yes, i guess i could. but wouldn't that just look like a publicity stunt?
gj: cut it off, and don't tell anyone.
bj: then everyone would still consider me a man.
gj: well, who decides? you or what everyone else thinks?
bj: i guess i do.
gj: okay, then cut your dick off and call yourself a woman.
you can read the whole interview, which also includes a poem only smart people understand, over on I-D.VICE.COM