Well, there goes my rage meter. And I haven't even been online for two hours yet.

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Now I remember why I was avoiding the tonypepper. Except it wasn't probably getting on my ass about Don Cheadle's skin color. It was all the goddamn prego fics. Regardless, this is about the former, surprisingly.

It started as this: http://fallenangel.furtopia.org/JUNK/TONYPEPPER_FFFFFFFFFF.png

And, y'know what? Yeah, Cheadle's skin tone is an issue. That's not how I picture Rhodey and that's not how he was presented in the first film. On top of that? He's thinner, he has a different facial structre and he knows nothing about Iron Man or War Machine at all. He was actually QUOTED as saying he thought Iron Man was just a robot. Terrance Howard is a FAN of the comics. He was EAGER to play Rhodey. If I was the exec for the film, I WOULD HAVE paid extra for Howard to stick around because he knew the material and would have stayed true to it.

Howard gets the shaft by the fans because his role was cut short in the theatrical release.

Of course, I hopped over to her journal to see what might have prompted this absurd decision that I'm obviously some kind of horrible person for thinking characters should have some consistancies in a film and found this.

You know what? No, those Oscars don't mean shit. There's dozens of BETTER actors out there who've never been 'graced' with an Oscar.

I just find this hilarious that someone is getting so up in arms over something so petty. I'm not pointing out his skin color because OH NO HE'S BLACK. I could give two shits either way about if he's fucking Asian or African-American or Caucasian. It's all the same to me. But I can only suspend my disbelief so long and inconsistencies with characters. Even moreso in comic books, you've all heard me bitch about Tony and Pepper in the Invincible Iron Man comics. It's the same damn mindset. They don't look like the characters and that's particurarly annoying when there's a set design for the character.

Same thing, except in a film.

Why is this so difficult to understand?

EDIT: UGH I AM DONE. Good god. I am wasting my breath on someone that's refusing to understand what I'm saying and, quite frankly, if someone wants to think I'm a racist over something so petty, so be it. Good lord.

ARGUING ON THE INTERNET IS LIKE RUNNING IN THE SPECIAL OLYMPICS. YOU MIGHT WIN, BUT YOU'RE STILL A RETARD.

Truly. If someone thinks I'm such a horrible person over this, big deal. No skin off my back.

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EDIT: We pointed out that her choice of what to critique was problematic and why. She could have said "oh, I hadn't realized my pants were down. I'll pull them up now" and moved on, but she didn't.

This is absurd. Maybe if I had made some sort of comment that I was aware was OH NOES RACIST, perhaps I would have apologized. But I'm just talking about skin color. It's just a COLOR. I'm not the one hung up on the fact that OH NO COMMENTS ABOUT SKIN TONE EQUALS RACISM. Because, uh, that's not the case at all.

Putting words in my mouth, eh?

But, hey, I figure I'm never going to be able to level with someone who pulls SO MUCH from a comment on the internet AND is some sort of I AM POWERFUL WOMAN and doesn't like rapefic/dubcon.

Oh, there's another bad person mark for me. Whoops! Guess I'm not only opressing black folks, I'm ALSO backtracking feminism and girl power by decades or some bullshit.

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand now I'm just trollan. :D

Live your life until love is found, 'cause love's gonna get you down...

Soie | Poe | Shira
Doodles done one the drive back home from Clearfield. Trying to force myself from an art block.

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SO! In news other than lulzy, petty internet drama involving COMIC BOOKS and FANDOM.

The trip to Clearfield was dreadfully boring. Especially Saturday when there was NOTHING to do and it was hot as balls out. Which was about the time we went insane and drove into town to find a library. Saturday evening wasn't bad, though. The people who own the land the lake is on came down and fed the OMG DOZENS OF CATFISH ALL FAT AND HAPPY AND CUTE. We also stayed down there and watched the little brown bats come out and almost buzz our heads while we sat on the dock. They were really cute and came really close a couple times.

We also saw a deer while we were out there. And a creepy little house in the woods.

Overall, pretty boring. Could've been worse, could've been better.

I didn't get to see any meteors but, goddamn do I love nighttime in the country. SO MANY stars. I can only see the bright ones here, but I could see so many tiny ones and clumps of stars twinkling in the dark blue sky. I wanted to just lay in the field all night long.

Now, we're home and it's still hot as balls. Al decided it would be a great idea sometime this weekend and CLOSE ALL THE WINDOWS IN THE HOUSE. Uh, hi. I have ANIMALS. And he's fucking lucky that none of them died from the heat. I cannot believe what an epic level idiot he is sometimes. Why, WHY would you close all the windows if there were animals in a house with no air conditioning? WHY? What would posess you to think that's a good idea?

Bob's coming down tonight. I guess his friend in Chicago essentially ditched him. Which is pretty lame and also quite dumb. So he's supposed to be coming in around midnight, maybe a few hours after. He's driving from Indianapolis.