“I would like to see a Disney princess who is cripplingly tall and feels desperately awkward about it, yet somehow manages to turn it into an advantage in the storyline”
I would like to see grown ass people stop looking to Disney princess cartoons for their life values and self validation. How about you learn to cope with things on your own in the real world and teach people to be empathetic, understanding and caring through real actions.
Wow so you’re kind of a judgemental asshole there, huh.
Seriously, I am so over this whole ‘but why do you care so much, be good IN REAL LIFE!’ shit. Fiction and storytelling (which is what this is really about much more than Disney specifically, really) are important parts of most people’s lives. There’s a lot of reasons for that. It’s something to escape to. It’s entertainment. It’s a way of seeing society reflected in a book or TV screen or whatever. It’s a way of experiencing stuff in an easy-to-digest way.
It doesn’t exist in a vaccum, you know? If you’re watching films and you see a you-shaped gap constantly, that’s an indication that on some level, people’s idea of the world has a you-shaped gap in it. That can be, well, less than pleasant to realise. I guess this confession is a fairly minor one all things considered, but still.
And besides, what this person is basically saying is- ‘I’d like to see a story I can relate to [I assume, anyway] done by Disney because that would be something I enjoyed’. Hardly the desperate, pathetic, incapable-of-self-validation person you’re painting a picture of here. People enjoy fiction. They want to see themselves in what they enjoy. When they don’t, they wish they did. That’s not ‘looking to Disney for all their morals and validation’, that’s just… wanting to get a nice fuzzy feeling about themselves from a film. Whatever. Big deal. Why do you care?
Sometimes the shit people use to make themselves feel better isn’t a big deal. Sometimes it’s just a cartoon. The important thing is that they feel better. The end result is the same regardless of what they use, geez. As to ‘learn to cope ON YOUR OWN! IN THE REAL WORLD!’, that’s just… reductive. Sometimes people cope using fiction. If they’re coping, so what? Sometimes people cope with help. If they’re coping, so what? Sometimes people cope in real life just fine but want something on the side to give them warm fuzzies. Sometimes it’s not about coping, it’s about feeling good about something.
Some of the worst periods of my life, when I had nobody to lean on in real life and was, in fact, doing terribly ‘on my own’- I used fiction! A lot! Because in a way, the fact it wasn’t a big deal, it was something in my life that wasn’t real- that made it easier than facing the big bad world. And now I’m here and I can cope on my own. Would that be true if I hadn’t used fiction? I genuinely doubt it. It was a stopgap. A necessary one. Big deal. It worked for me, I’m still kicking and currently happy, it didn’t prove a problem, so why would you care?
(Also, this isn’t necessarily even a goddamn adult. For all you know they’re like, thirteen, fuck.)
(seriously though all we actually know about this secret maker is that they… want to see this storyline and would enjoy it, where are you even getting these assumptions from)
(like, what, ‘I would like to stop seeing grown ass adults do something that makes them feel better and does not harm me in the slightest because I don’t think they’re doing it the right way even though the right way would logically be whatever worked for them’, yeeep nice logic)