There seem to be some people on Lemmy who genuinely believe that they are an animal. They say they are an “unperson” or discuss conversing with “animals” who “happen to be born in human bodies”. They see their struggle as on par with the struggle for trans people, and their right to be recognized as animals as a part of a broader societal struggle for queer acceptance.
Well, this is fucking stupid.
First of all, comparing “I’m a puppy uWu” to gender dysphoria trivializes what trans people go through. Furries are not struggling like trans people. They are simply mocking trans people (whether that mockery is intentional or not is besides the point).
Second of all, you’re not a fucking animal bro ffs. Being an animal isn’t a state of mind. It isn’t a vibe. It isn’t a social construct. It isn’t something you’re assigned at birth. It’s about DNA. You have 50% of DNA from a human mom, and 50% of your DNA from a human dad, so you have 100% human DNA (granted maybe you have like 0.1% Neanderthal DNA but whatever). So you’re a human. This shouldn’t be a hard concept to grasp.
If you can speak a human language, and have the mental wherewithal required to use the internet, then you have a HUMAN MIND. And if you “just so happen to be born in a human body” then you have a HUMAN BODY. HUMAN MIND + HUMAN BODY = HUMAN. IT’S ALL HUMAN. YOU ARE HUMAN. Just because you have a bestiality fetish does not make you a fucking bobcat ffs
As a trans woman, who cares? Honestly, like, literally what difference does it make in your life if someone strongly associates themselves with pictures they draw of animals or wears a custom mascot outfit or whatever?
I don’t think furries are remotely equivalent to trans folks or any kind of queer identity, except for one single and notable element. That being the inability of others to mind their own damn business when it comes to them.
Like seriously, the thought process that leads to posts like this is the similarity. The need to police others and write rambling screeds demonizing people who aren’t doing anything that has any impact on their lives very much reminds me of the kind of people who spend their days freaking out about where I pee or what I’ve got under my skirt.
I would urge you to think about the impulse that made you want to make a post like this. What is it about strangers being a bit odd that makes you want to make a fuss about it? Because you may have decided that queer folks aren’t on that list, which is great, but clearly there is still a list. Why? Where does the list come from? What makes it make your brain itch enough to scratch it?
We’re in the middle of an upswing in dangerous and violent authoritarianism. People are being literally blown up in droves, the Gulf Stream is in danger of collapsing, and there are megalomaniacs in charge of some of the most significant human institutions on the planet. Why are you being distracted by people who draw silly cartoons of themselves and spend too much money on fursuits?
Because I guarantee that impulse is closer to the people who would love to see me off myself than you were thinking when you made this post.