fueled by spite

So, when people discuss pedophilia, the immediate logical trap you can fall into is that it technically has two meanings.

Pedophilia's technical definition is a mental disorder that causes a person to experience sexual attraction toward pre-pubescent children. There's also two other classifications (hebephilia and ephebophilia) for different age groups.

But... what most people mean when they say "pedophilia" is "the act of engaging in sexual contact with a minor." So "pedophile" is used the same way someone would say "burglar" or "mugger."

This is something of a problem because the vast majority of CSA is done by people who want to exert control, not acting out of sexual attraction. It's not about sex, it's about power.

If you're a child, statistically speaking the person most likely to sexually assault you is your mother or father. And the most likely reason they will do it is to exert control. This can come from a variety of places, but the main thing that empowers them is that parents have full autonomy over their children, which results in reporting abuse being extremely difficult because their word is taken over yours.

CSA is a systemic problem. You can't fix it with the system, because the system created it. What ends up happening is the mentally ill are made into a scapegoat to avoid dealing with those systemic problems. Like mass shootings being blamed on mental illness to sidestep gun legislation.

And not for nothing, the harassment campaigns against trans women on this particular hellsite seemingly ramped up when the Epstein Files were being dropped and we were learning exactly how many of these ghouls' favorite politicians were child molesters.

What ISFF was talking about is how the mass public hysteria of "the pedophile" as a social boogeyman turns them into a cudgel to be wielded against undesirables. Accusing someone of pedophilia will bring a hysterical mob of idiots down on them like a swarm of brain-damaged rats.

Calling someone a pedophile is the easiest and fastest way for an abuser to isolate their victim, because it's such an emotionally charged crime that people literally fantasize about criminal punishments that would get world leaders locked up in the Hague if they were to do them to any other person.

I had someone ask me what it's called when you're against the death penalty except for pedophiles, and they got mad at me when I said "that's called being pro death penalty." If you don't treat it as a special exception to every rule, people get angry with you.

And that status as a special mega-boogeyman means it gets readily abused by bad actors all the time. You're handing bad people an instant "remove all your civil rights" stick and just telling them not to bonk people with it?

The thing you practise is the thing you get good at.

You may not intentionally be practicing “being grumpy” but if you don’t put effort into practicing “not being grumpy” then I’m afraid that’s what you’re doing. It’s hard! It’s really hard! Sometimes, for some things, it’s pretty much impossible and that sucks!

I think I realized this when I had went to see my dad and stepmom one day and asked if I could place my hawk’s food. (A rabbit leg) in the freezer. My step mom was disgusted by the idea that a leg from an animal was in the freezer meanwhile an entire chicken was sitting in the fridge.

Your rotisserie chicken is an entire chicken.

Your pork chop is a hunk of pig.

Your rack of ribs are from a cow’s rib cage.

It’s like Americans view meat as colorful red and pink hued shapes that just exist and come into the world packaged.

You see so many people getting harassed or even having their content flagged for showing how to process or field dress meat when it’s at it’s freshest. Right after culling. For some reason this is considered “gore” by many folks when in reality it’s no more different from plucking a processed chicken after cull.

You also notice that Americans have an idea of what’s normal meat and what isn’t normal meat and there’s racist undertones that I’ve noticed in a lot of these comments left on foreign cooking videos

You have people that claim a video of a man in a different country preparing something like this is “eating a dog.” Meanwhile this is roasted goat.

You have people who’s only perception of an edible fish is in fillet or fish stick form and they call something like this nasty because “Eww there’s a head!” Yeah.. most animals have heads..

I've found myself more and more reluctant in recent years to give time to "new" stories. Books I haven't read or newly released movies or whatever show Netflix plops up on their homepage banner. Where I used to be someone voracious for new stories, always eager to plunge into something original, I now find myself nervous to even dip a toe in.

On an airplane recently, I sat there looking at a selection of films I hadn't seen, each with blurbs that interested me, and yet I felt a strange fear of playing any of them.

Part of me wonders if this is because I am so often disappointed when I DO try a new piece of art. Its characters are shallow, its subtext non-existent. Whatever interesting hook the plot had is often dulled to simple novelty by the lack of depth or emotional follow through. And then, on the opposite side of that coin, when a piece of art has the depth I crave, I find myself suddenly overwhelmed with the emotions it evokes; drowned by the intensity of my feelings.

I know for a FACT that a younger me used to be able to simply enjoy stories. To just have a good time. But I can't remember the last time I JUST had a good time - I am either bored by blandness or so, so invested that it becomes terrifying to continue, for fear that the Art Will End and I'll be changed in some new way I'm not ready for.

And so I avoid new stories. I'm afraid of being moved. I revert to the old comforts of movies I know the lines of and books I'm ready for the twists in. And I feel terribly guilty about this, as a storyteller myself. I want people to open their hearts to my new works while I close my own to theirs.

I've taken the bullet for you beauties and ruined my algorithm to investigate and I can now tell you.

It is an AI voice mimicking Elon Musk (BADLY mimicking him, zero sputtering his self-confused bullshit) recite a romantic self help monologue about being an unapologetic beautiful woman who deserves profound and unconditional love.

In a way I am deeply invested in this strange subgenre of Musk content I've just stumbled upon; one that frames him as an emotionally sophisticated romantic hero who is prepared to offer you comfort and adoration for 38 minutes and 55 seconds. I'm intrigued by how it positions him as nurturing, unselfish, and personally attached to the listener. It seems to me a fundamental misunderstanding, or unwillingness to understand, who Musk is as a human. His words, actions, history, and usually talking points are entirely absent. He is simply a concept, hollowed out and turned into a dishonest AI recreation of his voice - and isn't that kind of remarkable?? This was clearly produced by a fan of Musk. Someone who felt so inspired by the idea of a man who doesn't exist that they knowingly wrote a work of fiction and convinced themself it WAS something he'd say. This isnt simply an innocent mischaracterisation, this is the invention of a character not remotely close to Musk, but given his name and voice to speak.