As far as we know, Patton Oswalt is not trans, but he sure looks like one.
Patton Oswalt went on Bill Maher’s show thinking he was gonna dunk on anyone who dares question the trans cult, and instead he face-planted so hard the clip is now looping on every right-wing account like a greatest-hits reel of liberal brain encephalopathy <— that means your brain shrinks and has hole in it.
Here’s what the little gremlin actually said, more or less: he claimed that “trans people are being hunted for sport” in America right now, that red states are basically rounding them up and murdering them in the streets, that kids can’t even pee in peace without some MAGA psycho kicking in the stall door. He whined that comedians can’t make trans jokes anymore because “people are dying.”
Maher just stared at him like he ordered a pizza and got a shoe, then asked the obvious: “Where? Where are all these dead trans bodies stacking up?” Patton had nothing. Zero examples. Just feelings and that wet-rat face he makes when he’s pretending to be brave.
Reality check: the FBI’s own hate-crime stats show trans people are nowhere near the top of actual victims. Black Americans, Jewish Americans, and gay men get targeted way more often, but Patton doesn’t cry about them because it doesn’t get him retweets from blue-haired lunatics. He needs the trans thing to stay relevant, because without woke shield walls he’s just a 5’0″ former Blockbuster clerk who yells about Star Wars for money.
And let’s be honest: the guy has been unfunny since 2007. His “edgy” bits now are just him squealing “trans women are women” in that nasal hobbit voice while his three chins jiggle in outrage. Remember when he used to do jokes about KFC bowls and eating himself to death? That guy is dead. He got replaced by a joyless hall-monitor who spends half his set scolding the audience for laughing at the wrong things. His last special felt like a PowerPoint presentation titled “Why You’re a Bad Person” delivered by a sweaty dollar store garden gnome.
The worst part? He still thinks he’s the victim. This multi-millionaire who married a rich actress after his first wife died “in her sleep” gets on national TV and cries that he’s scared to do material because “trans people are being hunted.”
Bro, the only thing hunting you is gravity and type-2 diabetes.
Bill Maher, who’s been a smug liberal for decades, couldn’t even let this one slide. When even Bill looks at you and says “come on, man,” you’ve officially become the laughingstock. The clip is everywhere now: Patton’s bug eyes darting around, voice cracking, trying to sell the idea that America in 2025 is some dystopian hellscape for trans people while he cashes HBO checks in his gated mansion.
Patton Oswalt isn’t a comedian anymore. He’s a cautionary tale: what happens when a not-even-marginally talented nerd gets just enough fame to think his politics matter, then hitches his wagon to the dumbest, most hysterical cause available. He’s not brave, he’s not clever, he’s not even particularly bright. He’s just a short, unfunny, friendless little shit who realized outrage pays better than punchlines.
And the saddest part? He still thinks that interview made him look good. Keep coping, king. The rest of us are just laughing at the clip on repeat.
