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18 years ago
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Cub Art. It's what's for breakfast.
Naw, seriously. What's the big deal?
I was hanging out in the con suite at Califur, munching on Costco munchie goodness, and Steve Martin's sitting next to me, and I tell him I'm with Softpaw, and he says in a satirical tone, "Ahh! ... Y'know, you're ruining the fandom, y'know..." and I'm like "Yep! One issue at a time!"
The problem with those who hate us cublovers' guts is that they see a little of us in themselves, and it tears their mind apart to think that we could be so close to one another. Nah, they don't have to be into cubs, but they're into big boobs with tentacle nipples and warfare sex scenes with blood and gore and all of these wonderful American-Family-Value type shit, and it just aches them to see that someone in the same group is just as depraved (or not?) as they are. So they go "hater" on people. Gotta have an enemy.
There's no way I could defend my actions by saying "Well, it's alright because it's fiction," because in the end, the guy typing this journal post is a real human being with feelings—not some fictional character having these feelings and desires and attractions. The fact that it's a fictional drawing that turns me on only makes the reality softer and more excusable. But that's what this fandom is for, isn't it? It's something to hide behind for protection in order not to feel the full brunt of life smacking us across the face. Living a life of proxy. It's art. It's the Nerf™ Bat of Life.
For those of you who claim that we're "hiding behind the fact that it's fictional cub stuff so we don't have to feel guilty about our attractions," I got news for all y'all. So are you.
Naw, seriously. What's the big deal?
I was hanging out in the con suite at Califur, munching on Costco munchie goodness, and Steve Martin's sitting next to me, and I tell him I'm with Softpaw, and he says in a satirical tone, "Ahh! ... Y'know, you're ruining the fandom, y'know..." and I'm like "Yep! One issue at a time!"
The problem with those who hate us cublovers' guts is that they see a little of us in themselves, and it tears their mind apart to think that we could be so close to one another. Nah, they don't have to be into cubs, but they're into big boobs with tentacle nipples and warfare sex scenes with blood and gore and all of these wonderful American-Family-Value type shit, and it just aches them to see that someone in the same group is just as depraved (or not?) as they are. So they go "hater" on people. Gotta have an enemy.
There's no way I could defend my actions by saying "Well, it's alright because it's fiction," because in the end, the guy typing this journal post is a real human being with feelings—not some fictional character having these feelings and desires and attractions. The fact that it's a fictional drawing that turns me on only makes the reality softer and more excusable. But that's what this fandom is for, isn't it? It's something to hide behind for protection in order not to feel the full brunt of life smacking us across the face. Living a life of proxy. It's art. It's the Nerf™ Bat of Life.
For those of you who claim that we're "hiding behind the fact that it's fictional cub stuff so we don't have to feel guilty about our attractions," I got news for all y'all. So are you.
FA+

Just because likes something in a fantasy drawing, doesnt mean that they will like it in real life.
Case in point are guro lovers. Just because they like to see someone being gutted and whatever in a picture, doesnt mean they are gonna do it in real life. I think most furries need to shut the fuck up and stop causing drama.