i really do think furry culture is the sharp edge of modern art.

no other scene is so flauntingly queer, so anti-corporate, so intentionally toxic to becoming a car-show-and-kids-meal consumer object. it will resist being unweirded at every step. every attempt to fit it into an airport kiosk will be met with anger and paint. when the stand has to be made against capitalist exploitation or techbro sociopathy or other shit, we're always in it somewhere. deep in the core of commodified culture, whipping humans into productivity and giving them a deadening, miserable existence, there springs this group of misfits determined to find each other, and bond over a mutual love of buff lionmen. furry doesn't fit into museums, for "donors" to pick over auction prices and launder money away, and it goes everywhere you can slap a sticker of a big leaky cock. moneyed interests can't grip it, can't outlaw it, can't stop it from proliferating at just the right rate to never take off into worldwide approval but never go away either. and it's a form of community and family connection for every beat-down, fucked up kid who didn't fit in, whether they were neurodivergent or queer or just too offbeat for the local taste. here in the modern age, everyone ends up in one cult or another, whether that's a cult of money-worship or a cult of white-man-rage or a cult of do-nothing-pacifism, but if i must pick a cause to make offerings to, i'll put my bespoke fox and skunk tails up to the altar of Ptah every single time.

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