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Horrifying and unbelievable, but even moreso because it's the place I call home. I'm extremely shocked, disappointed and furious and raging and impotent. It's bizarre and it feels like a dream or a nightmare or something not real. On top of this a close relative dying yesterday it basically all comes down to

Misha Collins' minions made a real live charity. I am laughing so hard at this. Celebrity dictatorships are a srs bsns. I'm sure the man in question is equal parts startled and delighted. Naturally, there's potential for abuse, so I like the protip of "up to $5."

Speaking of which, Newsweek wrote an article about how celebrity narratives are "The Greatest Show on Earth," which is supposedly a defense of tabloid culture. Okay, now give yourself a moment to throw up in your mouth after processing that. I find it interesting because it proves I am incredibly prescient (except not, since when did we start talking about the cult of celebrity? Wasn't it right around that guy in Germany started shouting? Oh wait, the Victorian era? Earlier?), but also when it comes to RPF at least the emphasis and awareness is on the fiction. Yes, the accusations of forced closeted gay lifestyles or whatever applied to reality are ridiculous and abhorrent, but we see so much worse examples in the way the media acts that we're just adapting those as socially normal.

I'm very much of the camp of "Oh you adore each other, hooray!" rather than interest in who's up to what or passive aggressively seething at a total stranger for scoring someone I will never meet. I mean, of course there are some celebrities I want to burn in hell (or a jail cell) forever, but that's a justice thing.

I am sitting in the airport and I will be in America in like 14 hours; I am so stoked to be able to use Hulu and CW streaming and Pandora and crap again.

Also this meta on Dean and food is totally spot on to me, and convinces me even more that John was the most incapable parent ever.

Today was a dastardly day of mouthvomit, which is the opposite of joyvomit: I was on spn_gossip for approximately ten minutes (slow loading time) before I ran away (pretty much literally) screaming. That people can be both at once so delusional and so involved in strangers' lives en masse is awful and horrifying; that people blog about their stalking and breaking into people's homes and trailers as if it's something they should be admired or congratulated for... I hope they get arrested. Blah. One day I will write that giant meta post about fan entitlement, unless some real people write a paper for it for the spring issue of Transformative Works and Cultures.

Anyway this thread cheered me back up. Trolling morons is a-okay in my book, especially since the entire time I was there reading the real claims I got to the point where as I was scrolling down I'd start talking to my computer: "Guys just. Stop. Die in a fire. Die in a FIRE. Stop. STOPPP. UGH."

Also to prevent myself from getting all wanky over it, I made a new icon. Which actually took more time than I expected because ps was being a shithead and kept fragmenting my gifs, but it's okay now. How aweoesm iz it??

I still need to reply to the ship_manifesto stuff. But I've been busy with the Misha Collins/Fandom fanmix - yes, you read that right. Or maybe it should be called Misha Collins vs. Fandom. Though that's the same thing. It has the Soviet National Anthem, Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta, and Get The Party Started. My work here is done.