While digging through my drafts just now to clear some posts out I was reminded of my habit of seeing something stupid on Tumblr and writing a vicious text post in response to roast all the idiots and douchebags and then drafting it instead of publishing it because ultimately my blog is my own space and I have the control of the tone I set, and it’s my general goal to keep it relaxed and breezy in here. (Despite what my penchant for angst might say LOL).
Common themes include:
- That I am a Grown Ass Adult and I hate all forms of censorship.
- I don’t have children and don’t give a fuck about other people’s children. And when I say that I am generally speaking about the purity police on tunglr dot com who are worried about all the 14 year olds lurking around. And, whoops, they’re definitely not my problem.
- Making me responsible for other people’s children is a step above telling me that my only use as a biological female is to make babies.
- I especially dislike being censored and restricted for the sake of the children who do not occupy my house. (Including lists where this manifests in the Real World, outside of Tumblr, ie: rules about pot edibles, cable television, childproof drug bottles.)
- Ranting about the cognitive dissonance of people who would typically be on the SJW side of things and don’t realize how their bullshit plays exactly into real world conservatism and how that’s uhhhhhh not good lmao. (See previous point about censorships and safeguards in the Real World, often put into place by the religious right.)
- If one more person tries to re-victimize me by telling me which of my childhood experiences traumatized me and forbidding me to interact with them I s2g I’m gonna start breaking some jaws. (Which is funny considering that one of said experiences involved getting punched in the face so hard that it damaged the ligaments in my face and my jaw still clicks but that’s beside the point.)
- Not to be a dick (well, only a little) but honestly like 99% of the bullshit on this site is so ideological and nonsensical and hypothetical and doesn’t fucking happen outside in the real world and a lot of your anguish would be solved if you’d just go outside and interact with real human beings who do not live in your dashboard echochamber.
Anyway. I SAY ALL THAT TO SAY. Just imagine a day I rant and rave about any of these topics and just go fuckin wild. Just imagine. Pretend it happened.
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I don’t have children and don’t give a fuck about other people’s children. […] And, whoops, they’re definitely not my problem.”
I MEAN. Yeah. I’m not sure the fandom activists on this website are old enough to be aware, but the whole “won’t everyone just think of the chillllldrennnnn” is so last decade, not to mention socially irrelevant and…entirely ineffective at approaching some kind of social order, if that’s even what they’re attempting to do with the purity politics. I’m not getting paid to be on here and babysit someone else’s kids. Like. I’m not the one who made the decision to bring them into this world, so I don’t know why it would be my responsibility to create content that caters to this nebulous hypothetical group of corruptible innocents floating around in the very clearly nsfw-marked corner of the internet.
Then there’s this creepy new trend I’ve been seeing lately where kids…I guess…assume that their status as a marginalized/oppressed identity = social capital? And attempt to use that as a weapon to harass other people? Which is so similar to the old “I participate in church activities X amount more than you do, so I’m allowed to preach at you about what you do with your life” and “the way I perceive things is the only correct way and if you disagree or have irrefutable evidence that states otherwise, then you should be eradicated from the community because my personal discomfort should be elevated to the status of law” and it’s…supremely disturbing. Because it reeks so blatantly of evangelical conservatism.
Like, on some minute empathetic level, I’m aware that a lot of the purity politics that happens within fandom is largely perpetuated by 1) extremely young/inexperienced people who are also 2) American, and that’s such a dangerous combination right now because their aggression is coming from a place of social impotence and desperation, where harassing other marginalized identities within their own orbit is less likely to result in any form of serious consequences while giving them the only source of power or control they feel they might ever experience because shit is hopeless right now. But. That doesn’t really excuse that kind of behavior, especially when they end up championing the very cult-like conservatism they claim to oppose and will only end up making things significantly worse for themselves in the long run. It’s even worse that they have no idea they’re doing it, because they’re too young to really recognize the manipulative social patterns that really started gaining traction during the Bush administration, and as such, they don’t understand why my generation responds so, so negatively toward it.
And ultimately it’s just supremely insulting to escape to a place that’s supposed to be fun, only to be met with a bunch of kids who have mistaken fandom for activism and who are trying to yell at me, a woman who has 1) literally marched on her state’s capitol multiple times in the name of civil rights (arguably this is pretty easy for me because I live in my state’s capitol and most of my gigs are downtown but STILL) 2) have worked extensively in the lgbt community (tending bar in gay clubs fucking counts) 3) sent actual faxes (yes, FAXES!! because they clutter up representative’s offices more than emails and force reps to pay more attention to them) in order to rally for women’s rights/net neutrality/lgbt rights – all the while living in a pretty goddamn precarious situation myself and arguably have more immediate things to worry about – but I’m the problematic person because I like, ship a 48 year old with a 25 year old and am personally doing irreversible harm to some rando on the internet who is squicked by my preference in fictional pairings. Like. Miss me with that JV shit lmao. Leave the social justice to the grownups, ffs.
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