“they have completely denied her existence…”

Maybe that’s the best way to deal with these misbehaving children who shout to be heard. We ignore them. We deny their existence.

Fine, you want to dress like that and go out in public that’s on you, but I’m going to deny you exist and ignore you. Why should your fantasy be my reality?

Also, I’m considering a new nom de plume… Whitey Cisman. It’s all my fault.

Noted. Henceforth my go-to honorific will be “Your Highness.”