She's not. She's just as bad. Possibly even worse.

And her deranged fans are somehow ok with it. Even keep making excuses for her and moving the goal post instead of accepting that she's a shit person who's done and continues to do real harm.

"Ooooo no one's perfect!" I never said anyone was perfect. This isn't some purity test bullshit; this is a hypocrisy issue. Her fans claim that she's against the atrocities this administration has done and continues to do, but yet she 1) has no problem fraternizing with people who do support it, and 2) can't even be assed to denounce them for using her music in their propaganda. Other artists have, and she's quick to go after fans and Etsy artists for making *fan merch.* Also, have you ever heard the saying, "if you lay with dogs, you're bound to get fleas"? Or "you are the company you keep"?

Edit to add: Oh, she also invited Adam Sandler, a loud and proud Zionist, and he officiated.

"She keeps quiet for safety concerns for her fans" Bullshit. You don't see fans of the more vocal artists being attacked whenever *they* speak out. This is cowardice at best and compliance - even advocacy - at worst. Besides that, she is an absurdly wealthy white woman. She could use her privilege to speak up and speak out, but she doesn't.

"Look at all the money she donates!" 26 million? Of her almost $2 billion net worth??? That's like if I gave my friend a penny to help them out with financial troubles. She's donating money. Great, but it does nothing to reverse the damage that she's done to the environment with her carbon emissions due to excessive jet use. Where are her donations to environmental causes and her efforts to cut back on that? Not to mention her closing off a major city, disrupting businesses, on one of the busiest weekends of the year in the U.S., all for her vanity affair.

"You sound jealous" Hardly. I couldn't imagine having no personality or real values and being so shallow and disingenuous.

"But she's a girl's girl" pretty sure girl's girls don't peddle out the same juvenile, mean girl "not like other girls" songs for almost twenty years. Hell, at least one of her songs in her newest album apparently has her expressing insecurities over younger women, especially black and brown women. And I haven't even gotten to the dogwhistles, or the fact that she apparently derives her material from black creatives without acknowledging them.

Also, she dated at least one minor when she was 22. I don't give a shit if 17 is within the "age of consent" in the US. A 20+ year old woman has no business dating a teenager.

1. If you see this post, highly recommend taking it as an opportunity to set a timer for 15 minutes and switch over to ACTIVITY YOU ENJOY. if after those 15 minutes, you want to go back to scrolling, that's okay!

2. Huge shout out to this popping up in my notifs often, bc I do go back to activity.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

FIRST LAW: This character must be a woman.

SECOND LAW: This character must be a loser, but not in a way that can be pinned on her gender. Misogynistic response from the audience does not disqualify the character.

THIRD LAW: If the audience does not enjoy this character, then it becomes impossible to enjoy the show/film/book/game altogether. It is not possible to ignore this character, for better or for worse.