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January 3rd, 2020

juanito, cállate

No quería hablar del señor Boyega pero lo voy a hacer una vez y paso del tema.

En nochevieja alguien le puso en ig un comentario tal que “ahora que kylo ren está muerto, el camino está libre para finn, qué genio” o algo así. A lo que JB contestó con un “no importa quién le besa primero sino quien se la tira” Una broma tonta aunque de cierto mal gusto. Sé que a mí no me gustó porque al final es la mierda de siempre de tratar al personaje femenino, Rey en este caso, como un trofeo que ganar.

El caso es que mucha gente le llamó la atención sobre el tema. Probablemente sobreactuaron porque en internet es lo que pasa, lo que no quita que el comentario estuviera fuera de lugar. JB podría haberse quitado el asunto de encima con un simple “lo siento, estuvo fuera de lugar” o algo por el estilo. En su lugar decidió tomárselo como quejas de shippers enloquecidas (porque si eres una shipper así es como te ve el mundo), borró el comentario y se fue a twitter, donde puso un post cachondeándose de la historia romántica de Rey y Kylo, que por supuesto no ha sentado muy bien. Encima de cómo acaba la trilogía, de perder a un personaje querido, va el pavo y se cachondea. Con qué derecho. Qué sabe él de las historias personales de la gente, de cómo una historia de ficción (un mito) puede ayudarles en su vida diaria y cómo este final que han hecho nos ha robado parte de esa ayuda... Me parece muy insensible. No sé, a lo mejor debería callarse la maldita boca.

Ahora todo el mundo está otra vez con que las reylo son tóxicas y abusivas y no sé qué más. Están incluso inventándose cosas como que se han pasado estos 4 años acosando a JB. He llegado a leer que eran parte de los que querían boicotear TFA por su presencia, cuando entonces el reylo no era ni un proyecto, pero ¿sabes? Todo es culpa nuestra ¬¬

El fandom ha aguantado lo indecible estos 4 años por el simple hecho de querer que dos personajes se enamoraran y tuvieran un final feliz. Se las ha ridiculizado, se las ha acusado de apoyar el abuso y no sé qué más. Cómo sería la cosa que, cuando a mí empezó a gustarme, me daba miedo decirlo en internet porque ya sabía cómo estaba el tema. Que ahora pase esto por una imbecilidad de JB y todo el mundo se lance a la yugular… Me deprime, más que la película en sí y mira que la película tiene cosillas crueles sobre las que espero poder escribir un día de estos pero es que… Pues nada, ahora la gente le ríe la gracia al pavo este y el fandom es una vez más el objetivo de burlas, peor todavía porque hay gente que cree que hay un montaje secreto de Jotajota y está dando la turra con eso como los del snyder cut y bueno… el hazmerreír de redes sociales se ha convertido todo.

JB me cae peor que nunca y ahora por fin conozco la vergüenza que es formar parte de este fandom. Es decir, me preguntaba a menudo cómo tenía que ser el aguantar todo aquello desde 2015 porque en aquel entonces no le prestaba mucha atención a las secuelas… Pues bien, ahora lo sé.

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fotr, many meetings


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Sansa Stark



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Doctor Who, Last of the Time Lords


River Song



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Doctor Who, Forest of the Dead


Rebecca Flynt



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Olivia Dunham



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Catwoman



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