New Car!

So here we are, five months later. This shit is still going, getting louder and more annoying. People are doxxing each other, block lists are being passed around, chat logs are being leaked and a lot of digital bits are being spilled. People are accusing each other of killing the fandom and saying that it’s already dead or something. Others are taking the true spirit of iconoclasm and applying it to the fandom’s reputation and history. All the while a lot of people are looking on as shit gets more and more outlandish.

Holy shit, this really is Burned Furs 2.0. I never thought I’d see another fandom-wide shitfest like it, but here we are. What a time to be alive.

I remember when I first realized I could distract myself by keeping stupendously busy. It was spring of 2004. I was taking 18 hours of classes, helping plan the first FWA, and serving as an officer in the fraternity.

I had no time to feel sad or angry because I always had something to do. Of course I didn’t realize that at the time. I just did it. The more shit I threw myself into, the less I felt. Rather effective coping strategy … for dealing with massive internalized self-hatred.

I have existed like that for 19 long years.

Happy Easter everyone.

So this started out as a tweetstorm, but I thought it might be better as a blog post, so here goes.

So we seem to be having a bit of an issue right now with neo-Nazis in the furry fandom. Now, whether these people are actual neo-Nazis or just middle class punk kids looking to get a rise out of people is another question, but for the time being, I am going to take these people at their word and assume they actually believe in the tenets of National Socialism. After all, when you retweet posts celebrating Hitler’s birthday, you just might be a neo-Nazi.