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Very good analysis of Furry from the outside, nicely done 👍 Some thoughts I had as I watched it:
Most of the pearl-clutching about Furries seems to come from Puritan countries, esp. USA & UK. Other countries? Quite the opposite. Examples off the top of my head:
Notions of “children”'s mascots almost never occur to any of us Furs, except for the obvious Rule 34 moments. It more feels like, without consciously thinking about it, my childhood interests grew up with me. Does nostalgia play a role? Perhaps some unstated rebellion against squeaky-clean Puritan and Corpo media?
Xenophilia & neophilia are probably the strongest drivers, conscious or not. Every day in this fandom, someone comes up with something both strange and wonderful.
Accordingly, Furry art is a wondrous baptism-by-fire of Queer acceptance (also conscious or not), especially regarding body-positivity. As one gets used to seeing an 8-foot fox with 3 pairs of watermelon-size breasts & multiple tentacle dicks, the discomfort of trans and intersex bodies falls away. (I admit to my shame that transmen once made me uncomfortable; Furry art slowly slapped me out of it.)
It’s both flattering and amusing to have “deeper meaning” / “deep sense of self” ascribed to our silly cartoon animals. Most days it feels like Furry simply is, no hidden depths needed. Is all art like this? “Just shat out this portrait of some lady over the weekend, it’s whatever” ~Leonardo da Vinci, probably
Very good analysis of Furry from the outside, nicely done 👍 Some thoughts I had as I watched it:
Most of the pearl-clutching about Furries seems to come from Puritan countries, esp. USA & UK. Other countries? Quite the opposite. Examples off the top of my head:
Notions of “children”'s mascots almost never occur to any of us Furs, except for the obvious Rule 34 moments. It more feels like, without consciously thinking about it, my childhood interests grew up with me. Does nostalgia play a role? Perhaps some unstated rebellion against squeaky-clean Puritan and Corpo media?
Xenophilia & neophilia are probably the strongest drivers, conscious or not. Every day in this fandom, someone comes up with something both strange and wonderful.
Accordingly, Furry art is a wondrous baptism-by-fire of Queer acceptance (also conscious or not), especially regarding body-positivity. As one gets used to seeing an 8-foot fox with 3 pairs of watermelon-size breasts & multiple tentacle dicks, the discomfort of trans and intersex bodies falls away. (I admit to my shame that transmen once made me uncomfortable; Furry art slowly slapped me out of it.)
It’s both flattering and amusing to have “deeper meaning” / “deep sense of self” ascribed to our silly cartoon animals. Most days it feels like Furry simply is, no hidden depths needed. Is all art like this? “Just shat out this portrait of some lady over the weekend, it’s whatever” ~Leonardo da Vinci, probably