I watched the Brony Documentary with Rainy.
We can safely agree that we both have different views. You know, since she’s more level headed unlike me.
She found it funny.
I found it disturbing.
Okay, so one night, I talked to Splitter, whom I hadn’t heard from in a long while. We got to talking, and I noticed that he didn’t try to get me to watch ponies like he always.
I asked why, and well, he admits, he still likes ponies, and the show’s still good.
It’s just, he’s not a brony anymore though. I asked why, and that’s where this documentary comes in.
The documentary, which began with a kickstarter project that earned more than the target income, allowed for these people to make a full blown documentary that might make Michael Moore jelly.
They went all over the world, interviewing various bronies and hearing their stories. It even came with a neat little music video about Bronies, with the guy singing voiced by John De Lancie.
So. Despite that little animated treat up there, which played in between segments of the documentary (which was over an hour long), I found this whole documentary disturbing.
Because apparently being a Brony = Being Gay.
No, let me clarify. Apparently being a Brony is on the SAME LEVEL as being gay. Basically, they treat liking a show for little girls as something you have to take seriously and come out of the closet about. That’s what I mean. Gay people deserve equal rights, and I agree wholeheartedly.
But Bronies? No. They don’t deserve that. It’s just a damn cartoon. Fans need to draw the line between fiction and reality. It’s okay to have figures. It’s okay to do fanfics, fan videos, web comics, and as much as it kinda makes me sick a little, yea, they can even have their sexual shit.
But you know it’s going to far, when it gets to the point where Bronies are doing a Civil rights movement.
That’s right, folks, when I watched this documentary, half the time they treated being a brony like being gay, even having to “Come out” about it. Hell, some even got bullied just for being a goddamn brony, which I found utterly ridiculous.
Which makes me think that this country’s in danger. It’ll soon be on the verge of Japan’s level of creepy, where bronies go so far as to buy cupcakes for Pinkie Pie’s birthday or something stupid like that.
What the shit.
I’m glad I didn’t pay for this trife. But my girlfriend insisted on watching it, so well, she got it, and we watched it together. She did find it quite funny though.
But me, I’m disturbed, and I even facepalmed for nearly the whole damn thing like Splitter predicted. I mean, COME ON. I ended up noticing that the Bronies take their ponies FAR more seriously than I’ve ever imagined. That’s why it’s disturbing. To take a fictional cartoon and revolve your life around it, even going so far as to say “HELLO EVERYPONY” in real life… what the shit?
That’s… that just makes me GLAD I never listened to Splitter when he was a Brony, trying to make me watch ponies. I wasn’t gonna watch that trife. And I’m glad I didn’t. Ugh.