people have said this before but just. to reiterate. ‘representation matters’ is the antithesis of ‘fiction doesnt affect reality’. you can’t claim both.
if you agree that positive representation (for example, well written, humanized gay characters) can normalize and help gay teenagers, then you inherently have to also accept that negative representation (for example, accepted and sympathetic pedophile characters) can normalize pedophilia to people. this is the same vein of the same critical thought. you can’t claim that representation matters if you also believe that someone writing ‘non con’ adult / child porn is fine since its fictional.
It’s totally okay to say “you know what, this isn’t making me happy” and to walk away from whatever or whoever is keeping you from the happiness you deserve
me walking away from my wedding to the boy who worked on my parents’ farm after my bridesmaids and maid of honor refused to give me $1500 cash each to fund our destination wedding and so I go backpacking for 2 months in South America instead
Hands up if you’re still mad that Christianity took over most of the world, displacing the ancient local religions and destroying records of them so we’ll never know the details about them
i went in to a cells at work thread on 4chan’s /a/ because i can’t help but immerse myself in sludge and the whole thread was anons talking about how they’ve been eating better and drinking more water because they want the anime girls that live inside of them to be happier
shinzo abe you son of a bitch, you did it.
cells at work is an anime about anthropomorphic cells living in a human body, depicted as a large city
otaku on 4chan watched the show and, in a desire to make the cells in their bodies happy, have started to live healthier lives
shinzo abe, the prime minister of japan and noted son of a bitch, actually managed to get anime viewers to start taking care of themselves through anime
Everyone goes on about how algorithmically-targeted ads are so creepily precise that they know everything about you, but I still can’t convince my Google ads that I’m not pregnant, I don’t own a horse, and my purchase of a home thermostat was a one-time thing and not the start of a comprehensive thermostat collection.
Merchant said she resisted at first, telling the two TSA officers that she was on her period and therefore wearing a menstrual pad. She insisted that any additional screening be done in public, fearing that if she went into a private room without any other witnesses, the situation would only escalate.
But according to Merchant, TSA officials refused and said that if she did not comply, state troopers who were on standby would intervene. Pressured into a private screening and forbidden to call her lawyer, she was led into a private room where TSA officers demanded that she pull down her pants and underwear, she told HuffPost.
Horrified and alone, she acquiesced and revealed her bloodied menstrual pad, she said. After complying with the bizarre and intrusive request, she asked for the officers’ names and badge numbers to report the horrifying experience, but the TSA officers covered their badges with their hands and walked away, she said.
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