A thing I wrote about the TERF Wizard Game Discourse, pulling from my experiences as a punk fan. On “killing your idols” and still living deliciously.
Eating shit and insisting it’s good when there’s an abundance of delicious food nearby feels like such an own-goal that instead of feeling any kind of “outrage” over your media consumption habits (which have nothing to do with me otherwise), I just pity y’all.
