I am so sick of the typical fucking lolifaggot arguments of “fiction doesn’t affect reality” or “I can actually tell the difference between fiction and reality.” It genuinely makes me sick to my stomach to see how far these people are willing to go just to protect their fetish—they will completely strip art of any meaning, power, or cultural value just to justify what turns them on. They reduce art to nothing but “just pixels” or “just drawings,” hollowing it out into some meaningless void where nothing matters unless it serves their personal gratification.
Lolifaggots love to pretend they’re defending “freedom of expression,” but all they’re really doing is trying to turn art into a tool for unchecked self-indulgence, draining it of all cultural, emotional, and moral significance. Which is funny because they’ll suddenly acknowledge art’s emotional power when it validates their personal experience or justifies what they enjoy—cue the anime "analysis" dudes.
At the end of the day, art isn’t something they engage with for deeper insight, empathy, or reflection—it’s a vessel for getting off, first and foremost. And the second that gratification is threatened or challenged, they’ll gut everything meaningful about art—its ability to reflect, influence, and confront uncomfortable truths—just to avoid being held accountable. It’s selfish, dishonest, and shows a complete lack of respect for what art actually is.