Day: February 12, 2004

The one thing that furries have yet to understand is that their fetish is not simply a small little thing they do in their spare time. Sure, for the few and far between it might be, but for the majority, there's a definite mental illness there. A deep seated emotional trauma that creates a nearly unrepairable chasm in the psyche. Somewhere along the line, Furries began to believe that they were not, in fact, human. That somewhere deep inside them, they were a furry woodland creature. A cat, or a dog, or a gopher. Something without a morality, something that acts on pure instinct. They withdrew from humanity. They have no desire to interact with human beings unless those human beings are equally as mentally ill.

Say what you will about homosexuality, bisexuality, urine and scat fetishes, rape fantasy, pedophilia, and fisting. Argue that homosexuality is a choice and creates pedophiles if you want. Argue that fisting is a disgusting and dangerous hobby. Bring up the inherent bacterial risks of scat play. Discuss that those who practice rape fantasy, or necrophilia, have emotional problems that keep them from working well with other people. Hell, you might be right on that last one. I really don't care what a furry points to as worse than himself.

Because as disgusting as pedophilia or scat play is, the fact of the matter is that at least those twisted sick fuckers are trying to relate to other human beings. Yeah, a lot of the time it's abusive and will completely destroy another human being's childhood, if not their life. But at least they don't put on a bunny suit and a bikini and make up a name. At least they don't have 6' tall posters of a huge-cocked anthropomorphic zebra with 6 giant milk-gushing tits over their beds.

They have not left reality so far behind that they cannot see the inherent problems with this twisted and sick world of depravity. Don't get me wrong, I'm not condoning pedophilia, necrophilia, scat, or rape fantasy. I'm not even condoning fisting. I will argue that homosexuality and bisexuality are naturally occurring and hurt nobody, but I've seen furries argue the opposite. That being gay is worse than being a furry somehow. Not common, true, but still out there.

The basic premise of this argument is that while there are many disgusting and revolting fetishes that the wonderful internet has exposed us to, furries disgust and bother me on a deep level. Something just disappoints me when I read about them. Something inspires such a deep level of discomfort that I can't argue their side logically. I can't see why, or who, would need to do this. When people admit to doing it, or try to argue to protect their belief, I get physically violent and begin wondering why. All the repressed urges I had when I was younger to assault Big Bird and Cookie Monster from Sesame Street on Ice come to the foreground and my hatred pours out like a broken faucet.

Furries, regardless of their words and cause, regardless of their animal of choice, and regardless of their defense against it, inspire nothing more than anger and disgust.