Honestly, part of the reason why I sometimes get snarky and bitchy when criticizing tumblr pseudo-activism is because in the past I have tried being nice and peppy and polite, and it didn’t fucking work. I tried being the cheerful critic with “Hey guys! I agree that it can be hard to keep your cool when someone is being an asshole, but harassing and/or telling people to kill themselves is not ok, because you could really hurt someone” or “Hey, the treatment of the Palestinians is really horrible and racist, and it’s good we’re learning and talking about it, but let’s also not resort to antisemitism!” or "Beethoven probably wasn’t Black, and the historical evidence for that theory is really shaky, but hey, here are some awesome Black composers and musicians that many people don’t know about!"
And in return all I got was the same anon hate, people calling me a cunt, people telling me to kill myself, an anon stalker who periodically tells me they hope I get raped, and 4edgy8u brats screaming at me about how I’m a traitor to The Cause. And I’ve seen the same happen to other people who have tried to criticize things like US-centrism, misogyny, or antisemitism, regardless of whether they are nice or not.
Tumblr can write all the 3000 word screeching toddler tantrums that it wants, but the fact is that you can’t support and enable abusers, scam artists, and bullies, while refusing to criticize them because “omg muh 4channers,” and then scream bloody murder when other people decide that they don’t feel obligated to gently lick your anus while offering criticism.
this. I was a lot more patient with people on here until i found out that several of the people on here that I felt uncomfortable about w/r/t their approach to this stuff had been outed as rapists, abusers, etc. and once I began to see how consistent those patterns were, I began to quit caring about how those people felt. I had interacted with many of those people and each and every one of them had found subtle ways to wiggle their way into my conscience to make me feel guilty about something or another, or to make me feel guilty about how I had hurt them in some way, and I spent a lot of time criticizing myself and analyzing myself and destroying my self-esteem in the process. After they had all been outed and I knew that I was not the only person they had done this kind of thing to, I began to see how it’s all a cycle of abuse.
Saying all the right stuff and not being offensive is a very easy game that a lot of really horrible people can play to gain access to more vulnerable victims. This isn’t to say to just be an anti-sj fuckhead, but that if people have a problem with your tone and think they have a place to demand you to feel a certain way despite what your actions actually say for themselves, then you should be very wary of them. Nobody has the right to your brain and emotions. Just because their “heart” is in the “right place,” or because it’s for whatever “good cause,” doesn’t mean a damn thing if they’re wrong and stepping over the boundaries. If anyone tries to pull that shit or say that shit, I can guarantee you every single time that they are either an abuser, or are caught as a victim to an abusive mindset. Trust me, don’t let any of the uwus and cutesiness fool you. It’s not worth your fucking time and well-being, because they don’t give a fuck about your well-being. They don’t care about who you are. You are insignificant to them.