I like her work. It’s a pretty large part of my childhood. I very much oppose her views though and I will not pay for anything that benefits her financially.
I loved Harry Potter. My whole family did. We had arguments over who got to read the new book first when it arrived. We were all deeply, deeply invested in the lore and the stories and the characters. We watched all the movies together. It was one of the few things that the whole family enjoyed. Something we could all share in together.
But no one loved it as much as my Gran. She was the biggest potterhead you have ever met. I have a photo of her dressed up in her Gryffindor colours at Potterworld, grinning like a lunatic with excitement. She bought every version of every book, every paperback, every hard cover, every audiobook. She was crazy about it.
So after the stroke, when she was lying in hospital dying, when she couldn’t speak, could barely move, we went to the hospital every day, and I read Harry Potter to her. And I’d feel her give my hand the faintest squeeze, and see the tiniest twitch of a smile when I got to the best parts.
I cannot describe how precious those memories are to me. They were the last moments I got to share with an absolutely incredible person, and those books were a lifeline in that bleak moment. A source of joy and comfort when we all needed it most. A brief shining light in her last days. So however important those books are to you, believe me, I get it.
And I still walked away from everything to do with that world and those stories, and never looked back, because no matter how much they mean to me, they don’t mean as much as the trans people in my life do.
I like her work. It’s a pretty large part of my childhood. I very much oppose her views though and I will not pay for anything that benefits her financially.
I loved Harry Potter. My whole family did. We had arguments over who got to read the new book first when it arrived. We were all deeply, deeply invested in the lore and the stories and the characters. We watched all the movies together. It was one of the few things that the whole family enjoyed. Something we could all share in together.
But no one loved it as much as my Gran. She was the biggest potterhead you have ever met. I have a photo of her dressed up in her Gryffindor colours at Potterworld, grinning like a lunatic with excitement. She bought every version of every book, every paperback, every hard cover, every audiobook. She was crazy about it.
So after the stroke, when she was lying in hospital dying, when she couldn’t speak, could barely move, we went to the hospital every day, and I read Harry Potter to her. And I’d feel her give my hand the faintest squeeze, and see the tiniest twitch of a smile when I got to the best parts.
I cannot describe how precious those memories are to me. They were the last moments I got to share with an absolutely incredible person, and those books were a lifeline in that bleak moment. A source of joy and comfort when we all needed it most. A brief shining light in her last days. So however important those books are to you, believe me, I get it.
And I still walked away from everything to do with that world and those stories, and never looked back, because no matter how much they mean to me, they don’t mean as much as the trans people in my life do.
I mean I also used to like libertarians and the church of Satan as a kid too
What has the church of Satan done other than be awesome?
You’re likely mixing up the church of Satan with the satanic temple. https://satanismtoday.net/articles/difference-between-church-of-satan-and-satanic-temple/
Yeah, I was a member of the church of Satan in highschool, now a member of The satanic Temple as an adult.
That’s very possible.