That pretty much sums up my time in Europe.

I thought this happened to me once, and spent several hours looking around the neighborhood just to discover it was still inside. I would have sworn on my life there was no space left unchecked that could physically fit a cat.

More like “Oh god, what if they reply? I don’t have the time for this.”

I will say I see a new transgender person at least once a month out in the wild here in Seattle. I can’t speak to their experiences, but they exist at least.

I feel like once an event is terrible enough, it should buy you at least 100 years before people let it happen again.

I really love Supraland, but it’s hard to convince people to try it for some reason.

While I disagree with your gender-oriented spin on this completely, and I don’t think it’s nearly as common as the picture you paint (never heard anyone roasted for liking Fight Club), it does occasionally happen.

I watched the first few episodes of MLP: FIM at a friend’s house by happenstance, and within about a week of airing I told a few people “Surprisingly, it’s actually a pretty good show.” Then the controversial fans came out and I completely stopped talking about the show to protect myself. Literal years later I found out my mom had been loudly proclaiming to anyone who would listen, including distant family, that I was a “brony”. It soured a few tenuous relationships with people who didn’t know me well enough to know it was an absurd label.