"Everything is up in the air right now. My dog just died. My car just got hit. And I might get evicted. All I’ve got is my health."
Because no matter what we do there will always be unevolved cowards among us. and the anonymity of the Internet brings out some people’s worst instincts.
please read my words carefully… I said some people. and its only some people. but those people seem really awful.
truthfully, it is not just female creators. a lot of people take weird, hateful shit from weird people. truthfully, honestly, a lot of us get showered with lovely thoughts all day as well but the sickening stuff stands out because… it just does.
but I think that all of us would hope that we would have gotten to a place as a society where our mothers, sisters, daughters and wives could go on the Internet without having to worry about being called a whore for having an opinion.
I think what rattles most of us in the comic book community is the fact that someone could read a bunch of comic books, with very specific, simple moral themes with highly moral characters, fighting the fight for good, and COMPLETELY MISS THE POINT.
you know what Capt. America would never do? he would never go on the Internet anonymously and slam anyone.
the point of the stories, the good ones :-), is to show us what we could be. not to waddle around in the minutia of comic book science but to enjoy a world were someone is fighting the good fight. a world we hope we could live in one day.
just because you are posting anonymously doesn’t mean that those thoughts are not yours. it is not role-play, it is not a character, that is who you really are. that is the energy you are putting out in the world. this isn’t some mask you are hiding behind… this is who you REALLY ARE.
and if who you really are is a bully, anonymous or not, I truly feel bad for you. I really do. I feel bad that you’re hurting so badly that you think you need to do this.
but there is NO excuse to attempt to punish others under the cloak of anonymous. none.
There is so much of this stuff in my ask box, and most of it not even anonymous, but I don’t want to call out any particular user because I know they’ll then get a lot of hateful asks and the cycle will just continue.
First off, there’s a comma splice in your ask. I just have to let you know that, on account of how I’m a pretentious prick.
I hope that I’m not transphobic. I’ve been public and vocal in my support for the rights of trans people for years, and I’ve tried over the years to amplify trans voices, from T Cooper to Stephen Ira Beatty, rather than pretending to be able to speak for them.
Look, I am a person, and I am not a particularly good one. I am screwed up and make a lot of mistakes. But I am not a piece of trash. I would imagine that you are also screwed up and make a lot of mistakes, but you aren’t a piece of trash either.
But it is still hurtful—very hurtful—to hear people call me a piece of trash. It just makes me sad to hear, the way I think it would make most people sad to hear. The certainty and lack of nuance in that characterization reflects a broader lack of nuance in online discourse these days that just bums me out.
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A dusting of snow in the Park on a beautiful, chilly April morning. Thank you to Ray Farmer for this great shot!
Seen in Central Park