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People think it’s crazy to spend 2k on a fursuit, but think nothing about spending a shit ton more on permanent surgery and hormones.
“why buy life saving medicine when you can just buy a fursuit instead???”
What the fuck are you talking about. I’m pointing out that people think 2k is a ton of money to spend when it’s something related to a furry’s identity/disphoria, but think nothing of spending much more on their own. The hypocrisy of placing so much value on their own identity and comfort while attacking someone else’s. At no point did I say anything even close to what you did. And how the fuck is it life saving?
>furry dysphoria
Do you think we take all this time drawing and roleplaying our characters for shits and giggles? A lot of us would give just about anything to be our characters. Yet there’s this, right here, everyone thinks we’re crazy. That our identities are less valid because we’re open and honest about our sexuality. We’re in the same boat as the trans community, and they want to shove us overboard.
Imagine how pissed you have to be to engrave a rock
Ok but there was this guy called Ea-nasir who was a total crook and would actually cheat people ought of good copper and sell them shit instead. The amount of correspondences complaining to and about this guy are HILARIOUS.
Are you telling me we know about a specific guy who lived 5000 years ago, by name, because he was a huge asshole
More like 4000 years ago but yes. Ea-nasir and his dodgy business deals.
And we haven’t even touched on the true hilarity of the situation yet. Consider two additional facts:
He wasn’t just into copper trading. There are letters complaining about Ea-nasir’s business practices with respect to everything from kitchenwares to real estate speculation to second-hand clothing. The guy was everywhere.
The majority of the surviving correspondences regarding Ea-nasir were recovered from one particular room in a building that is believed to have been Ea-nasir’s own house.
Like, these are clay tablets. They’re bulky, fragile, and difficult to store. They typically weren’t kept long-term unless they contained financial records or other vital information (which is why we have huge reams of financial data about ancient Babylon in spite of how little we know about the actual culture: most of the surviving tablets are commercial inventories, bills of sale, etc.).
But this guy, this Ea-nasir, he kept all of his angry letters – hundreds of them – and meticulously filed and preserved them in a dedicated room in his house. What kind of guy does that?
