Every new Neil Gaiman story makes me sick.
I feel like it takes a special kind of evil to act outwardly like an ally of women while actually being a predator.
And selfishly, it really stings knowing that I’ll never be able to re-read some of my favorite works. Can’t separate art/artist this time
I feel like it takes a special kind of evil to act outwardly like an ally of women while actually being a predator.
And selfishly, it really stings knowing that I’ll never be able to re-read some of my favorite works. Can’t separate art/artist this time
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I’m in no rush to get back to it, but if I ever do I still feel like I need to skip Calliope at a bare minimum
That Gaiman asserts it was all “consensual BDSM” is FUCKING ENRAGING.
I am a member of the kink community, and his abhorrent behavior was dangerously narcissistic & wildly nonconsensual — basically against *everything* BDSM folk teach & practice.