Of people overreacting to everything.
Here’s an example:
Today we were working on improving the network for the Commonwealth of Kentucky. It’s an SRF/RFC thing. Anyway, we’re sitting there, and there’s this guy named Corey who likes anime. His favorite kind of anime? Young girl anime, or more appropriately – loli anime. Which is a lot of fun to harass him for it.
This other guy – John – is an overreacter. He also reads into things waaay too much. So when we started poking at Corey because he likes loli anime, John said this to Corey:
“So you totally advocate the sexing up of little girls then.”
Which is not a true statement. He does not like people sexing up real little girls. That’s not it at all. But John is now insisting that Corey is a pedophile. I’m like, “WTF? Are you fucking mental???” I mean, we’re talking about animated, imaginary people. We – as intelligent human beings – can separate reality from fiction. Apparently, John cannot.
This is like the Penny Arcade Dickwolves thing. Penny Arcade does not advocate rape. I don’t care how many rape survivors think so. There was an over-reaction to the comic, which then fueled a comic that even fueled more over-reaction. And now those morons are all crying over “OMG DICKWOLVES RAPE RAPE RAPE PENNY ARCADE ADVOCATES RAPE!” You know what? I empathize with your plight as a rape victim, but not with your opinion. Because your opinion is built on over-reacting to drama. And I don’t care about Internet drama anymore. I still read Penny Arcade because I have a sense of humor and can let things go.
But I do care about work drama. John’s no longer working in our group. I got his ass hauled out and put in a separate cubicle away from the rest of us. Keep your over-reacting shit out of my personal life, k thx.