In da context of Trans grooming as the end of the world. I saw Bugs Bunny in drag dozens of times. That didn't put me in a dress. Turned me Queer but not Drag. ...mostly. Tho' watching Mary Martin play Peter Pan told me I could fly. Only reason I didn't my folks would have kicked my butt for cutting through the window screen. Otherwise, I would have flown to Disneyland as I planned. I'd have worn an ACME cape too. This Venial sin inspired by Peter Cedric Smith