In Conclusion

Anon, this kind of “nothing matters because it’s all bad” nihilism is part of why everything is awful.

Yes, an overwhelming majority of media is owned by evil horrible people that do evil horrible things. I would actually love it if we could convince everyone to boycott all of it until there’s meaningful change. Unfortunately it’s not realistic for me to ask people to boycott every single piece of media with ties to evil people. Hell, I probably don’t have the self control to do that myself, but you have to draw the line somewhere, or else it will just get worse unopposed.

At which point they will find an ovarian cyst, but they now get whatever fucked up satisfaction they derive out of proving you wrong, because you didn't believe it could a cyst at all, but guess what? They did find a cyst! It's such a good thing you didn't listen to your intuition and came to them to verify your lay diagnosis from that third party! Bonus? Doctor doesn't have to feel like they look stupid in front of a patient, which is really what all this is about. Not your health, why would you think your medical diagnosis is about your health? It's obviously about a doctor's potential ego.

And apparently this works. Apparently you just need to be able to always play 4D chess with your medical professionals in order to find an avenue of advocating for yourself and getting you medical needs met. Isn't that great?

“It’s tempting to assume”: someone’s assumption is about to be criticized

1. Do not do age verification.

Oh no I dropped my link, what a horrible thing! Sure hope this doesn't get reblogged until it reaches users from the UK and Brazil!

Well who is it meant for, then? The cross-dressers? The kinksters? The ones who don't pass? The sex workers? The "ugly" ones?

Maybe it's for the rude ones, or the "loud" ones, or the ones who never came "out", past their middle-aged years and slipping on nice stockings under their khaki trousers, putting on a bit of blush in the bathroom mirror and then quickly washing it off again before anyone can see?

Maybe it's for the "traps", the beautiful ones who keep it secret and don't tell you until after the third date, when you can stab them to death for the crime of being human and plead "Gay Panic" at the trial to get off scot-free?

If we're going to call people "tranny", but not the ones like me, then who exactly are you thinking of?

Fictional catgirl problems

Wilhelm Kotarbiński (1849–1921)

“Angel of Sadness” a.k.a. “Angel in a Cemetery”