Can we destroy kpop now. Like can we just destroy the industry now
People don’t understand just how manufactured and exploitative that industry is. Imagine what child actors have to go through, but they have even less free time, aren’t independent, and basically property. The moment they speak out about abuse or mismanagement they’re replaced, and their lives are basically over.
It doesn’t help that a lot of fans are just being willfully ignorant
There are numerous videos of members in various idol groups fainting onstage during live performances and a good percentage of the comments say things like “she so dedicated she’s trying to pull through even though she’s tired!” “he cares for the fans so much he neglected his body!” “this shows how dedicated he is!” “They need to start taking care of themselves!”
Like…if so many of them are in poor health, it’s probably not of their own volition.
or even worse, they actively berate or attack them for under performing or slipping up. I’ve seen K-pop fans squee about their favorite star putting on crocodile tears for some photoshoot or movie and then turn verbally abusive or get genuinely uncomfortable when footage is leaked of said star being actually frustrated or upset like a normal person in real life.
They know it’s all manufactured garbage, they know they’re supporting a poisonous culture and industry, but they keep up their slavish devotion to it because they’re addicted to the escapism.
What she means: I hate how a show as robust and compelling and fascinating as Boku No Hero Academia gleefully includes invasive, aggressive, unapologetic sexual perversion and dresses it up in a weak and unmasculine hat so that it seems harmless and forgivable. By making Mineta small and easy to shut-down, his non-consensual harassment of his classmates is allowed to be presented as funny, harmless, and almost charming since it is so apparent Mineta stands no chance of wooing them. All these scenes do is give the audience reason–and worse permission–to sexually objectify the young girls through Mineta’s eyes in a way that’s presented as innocuous. The narrative is happy to lampshade the fact that Mineta’s harassment is bad, and yet chooses to include it anyway, for no other reason than as a wink and a nudge to the audience saying “hey arent these 15 year old girls sexy?” So long as the audience understands Mineta is being “gross” and enjoys seeing him shut-down, then they are free to enjoy his constant invasive harassment with a clear conscience. This tactic is insidious, because it attempts to make itself clownish, harmless, and therefore inoffensive, while perpetuating sexism far more harmful than it’s willing to acknowledge. And I hate the purple grape fucker as a person too.
I don’t understand how anyone can think that children owe something to their parents. I had my child for my own selfish reasons. We were settling down in our marriage, happy and comfortable but no longer buzzed. The house was too quiet, and we wanted laughter and joy and a bit of commotion. I was on my way to getting my degree, and I thought it was time. I was approaching a fertility dropoff, and I didn’t want to miss my chance and be left wondering about the what-ifs.
I brought a helpless tiny being into this terrifying world because I wanted it. He had no say in the matter. He brings me joy every day just by existing, and yeah, for being a happy healthy goofy kid that bubbles over with laughter and odd and wonderful mannerisms. My life has been made immeasurably better because of him, even if it’s hard sometimes. I made the choice that he was worth the sacrifices, from laboring for three days before an emergency C-section to the nightly feedings to the daily care he requires. I am grateful every day that he came to me.
So how can my child owe anything to me? I had him because I wanted him, not because he wanted to be or was even capable of wanting to be born. He has given me so much more than I have given him or could ever give him, since everything I do is just my basic obligation even if I do it with joy.
He doesn’t owe me. I owe him.
I know that it doesn’t work out for everyone. My heart goes out to people who were not ready to be parents or never wanted to be, who were pressured, who had no choice. It’s why I am pro-choice, pro-contraception and pro-sex ed, why I staunchly support child-free people. My dream would be a nightmare for people who did not want it, or got too much more than they bargained for.
That doesn’t mean a child who had no choice in the matter owes their parents anything. At worst the child was a victim trapped in a bad situation along with the parent or parents. It was not their fault.
If you are told you owe this or that to your parents, please don’t believe it. Your parents made the choice to have you, or, if they unfortunately did not, you did not cause their unhappiness. You owe it to yourself to be as healthy and whole as you can be, to have integrity, to get what joy you can in the world. If that requires going against your parents’ wishes or cutting them out of your life, so be it. It’s your life to live, and your life is not a debt to be repaid.
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