Jun 19, 2014

Humiliated At SE:NYC – A Cosplayer’s Story


This is utter bullshit and offensive as hell. It's hard to feel good about yourself when you are constantly at-risk for being body-shamed in a society where treating the “fat chic” like garbage is still as socially acceptable as racism still was in Alabama on the day I was born there way back in 1954. Since then, I've ripened slowly into a guy whose face and body have that same lived-in look that made it possible for Henry Fonda to be taken seriously playing presidents. Jane Fonda now has that same look but, for some odd reason, doesn't get nearly as much mileage out of it as her dad did. I wander around all the time in shorts and flip-flops. I'm about as sexy as a rusty old jalopy as I roll along but no one has ever said the slightest discouraging word to me about being an eyesore. Imagine what would happen to my female twin if she tried the same adding only a tank-top to avoid being busted for indecent exposure. She would almost surely be hassled in spite of the tank-top not for showing too much skin but for showing that much skin without turning on the random male spectator as she rolled along.

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