The more the bear identity is mainstreamed, the more it gets sanitised. The more you get people insisting it doesn’t mean what it means, that it’s just for “buff and mayyybe a little chubby” “dad bod” “strongman build” whatever euphemism they can to deny fat men a place in their own community.
Fat hairy gay men built this place for themselves and now you’re barging in and pretending they never belonged there.
i hate when ppl act like the only reason to not like a “sad” ending is because you can’t take it or whatever. personally as a tragedy enjoyer, i hate a poorly written ending. i hate an ending that is just kind of a bummer. i hate an ending that feels mean-spirited to the audience. i hate an ending that’s redundant. i love a sad ending that is thematically consistent, poignant, and bespoke to the rest of its narrative.
as a kid, I walked into a closet, saw an enormous snake, and then walked out. I walked up to my dad, as you do, and said “dad there’s a huge snake in the closet”
so he smiled smugly, grabbed his knife (I think it was a machete?), walked off, and then I heard him scream followed shortly by three panicked slams
it turns out he didn’t actually think he’d find a huge snake in there, but it sure was there, and he sure did chop it into three pieces
I wish I could believe you mean “as a father” but I know you mean “as a man”
if it makes you feel better, I’ll call him daddy while I’m enjoying him as a man
I don’t think that makes me feel better but thank you for sharing anyway
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