(grumbling)

GOD DAMNIT TUMBLR

faganchelsea:

Don’t you ever get tired of screaming at each other to “check your privilege”?

We get it. Someone else got a pony ride and you didn’t.

Seriously, though, how do these people interact with other humans in the real world? I imagine they must all just sit in silence and internalize their rage until they can go back to their computers and furiously crysturbate to DeviantArt.

I had “transethnic,” “fictionkin,” AND “vanilla privilege” all cross my dash in a 24-hour period.

What are these people doing? Is anyone really that desperate to be oppressed or to have problems? Would developing a warm, fun personality for their IRL interactions not be a more fruitful solution to the social ostracizing they are no doubt compensating for?

I guess if you say, “No one likes me and my life is hard because I am actually a toaster inside and society wants to crush my spirit and marginalize me,” it’s a lot easier to swallow than, “No one likes me and my life is hard because I’m incredibly socially awkward and instead of working on that in some tangible way, I bury myself in online communities which reinforce my delusions and remove me even further from reality.”

But that doesn’t mean you should try and legitimize it, or yell at unsuspecting internet denizens for treading on your “oppressed” toes.

Ugh.

LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, TUMBLR. LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES.

I don’t even care if I lose followers for reblogging this because it’s all so true and I’m finding myself annoyed by tumblr lately for this particular reason.