Sunday, August 26, 2012

The World Doesn’t Make Sense

I was thinking absently about Sonic the Hedgehog today, which of course led me to think of Furries. Specifically, given the inherent worship of Sonic the Hedgehog in the Furry community, do any of them ever dress up in alternate Sonic costumes like Metal Sonic? I realized that no one would ever dress as Metal Sonic because being metal, he’s the antithesis of being, “Furry.” It at once blew my mind and likely spawned a hitherto unexplored fetish.

Furries, being loathed by every fringe community abound and by society at large, are a mysterious bunch. Why does Sonic the Hedgehog play such a pivotal role in all of their costume designs and, “art,” which is using the term loosely. Are they generally aroused by a pixelated rodent (or is it a marsupial?), or was the style the easiest to emulate for their nefarious purposes? Sonic is the only video game-based character who “enjoys” this sort of fandom. People don’t dress up like Mario and Luigi and give each other moustache rides. Does owning a Sega Genisis somehow mutate sexual development?

Seriously, with the vast resources out there for designing a cartoon animal, with all the movies, TV shows, comic books, mascots and so forth, why was Sonic chosen as the cornerstone?

Furries seemingly originated as a joke. The only reference to them outside the early years of the internet was in a Monty Python sketch about men dressing up like mice and trying to sneak cheese. Today, there’s Furry conventions.

People live their lives as Furries. They’ve completely dedicated themselves. How does that even happen? Who wakes up one day and decide they’re a slutty female cartoon cat trapped in a man’s body? How would a psychologist even begin to unravel that mess? There’s no amount of pills you can throw at that and make it go away.

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