Everything even remotely resembling a good religious practice has a doctrine along the lines of:
"And sooner or later, some literal-minded schmuck or power-hungry twerp will try to pervert my teachings for their own purposes. Ignore them completely. I know in advance most of you will not, and I'm so sorry for what will happen to you."
Postfurry is not a religion and has no founder, but it still has that doctrine. It is not to be used as a vessel for anything but joy and passion. But it will.
Not because of anything y'all specifically are fucking up, just because that's how all movements go. <3
Everything is awesome and exciting re: PF right now as far as I'm concerned, and I can't be happier. I've liked every one of the current gen that I've met. This is just random musing about the future!
But it's still interesting to contemplate how ideological drift might make us betray ourselves someday. A postfurry orthodoxy, how exactly would that even work?
We can't win the Red Queen's Race of innovation and cooptation, but if we're smart and compassionate we can run in place for a real long time before anyone catches us. <3
I deliberately avoided defining postfurry, but I'm pretty sure if it ever loses certain elements -- radical empathy, skepticism towards stereotypes, faith in the power of play -- it WILL break good and hard. In fact, I pray it does, and curse the perpetrator to have only one name and one body for the rest of their lives.
@zebratron2084 Oh, that's easy. Groupthink is ______.
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Like we'll all go sqvaresville, man... hang up the bongos, just have one sun, and wear ties in culturally acceptible fashion... it'll be un-groovy!
These questions were absolutely integral to what I wanted to do with postfurry from the very beginning.
My very first inorganic space-weirdo character was Hannah Rose Kincaid, a disabled human who got herself uploaded into a bioplastic lavalamp-fox shell.
Her entire background explicitly came from a desire to imagine a world where "we" were the Bad Guys. So I made her be from a world of radical humanist Flower Child types who had gone all reactionary against the transhuman era...