The Televekio case, I know what it is. I told him not to tell you. Why? Because I didn’t want you to feel like you had to stay. The captain said you had a lump removed a month ago and Televekio is the name of your oncologist. Look, I only told a few people. I didn’t want anyone at the 11th to worry about me. Huh. So the pathology report was positive for cancer. I’m starting chemo in a few days.
Maybe all the twentysomethings are obsessed with cartoons because all the “adult” shows show the same traumas, frustrations, and anxieties we already have to deal with 24/7.
Sometimes you just wanna watch a princess of power or a magical alien child do fancy magic stuff in a lower-stakes world where you can be reasonably sure you won’t be subjected to depictions of extreme violence, gore, assault, and sex without warning, ya dig?
It’s true and you should say it
so much adult media likes to pretend hopelessness and pessimism and cynicism are something profound instead of the same depressing nonsense that you can find self-righteous assholes spouting on any given corner of the internet
society acts like we’re supposed to outgrow hope somewhere between sixteen and twenty-two and it’s absolute bullshit
