I’m just writing this last thing because I believe it’s important. (I’m sorry for disappearing, but it’s been a long time coming.)
There is no situation that is made better by violence. Retaliatory violence of any kind counts. Emotional violence counts. It’s very hard to know what the right thing to do is in life. People spend whole lifetimes struggling with that. It’s far, far too easy to hurt someone accidentally. But sometimes it’s obvious something is the wrong thing. It’s important to try your best to do right, even though you’re going to fuck up, a lot. It’s essential.
I believe that people are good. I believe it’s impossible to know exactly where a person is coming from, what’s inside them, what they’ve been through, what they’re feeling, even if you think you know them well. That’s even more true on the internet, when you don’t have the luxury of tone or context. Compassion means reminding yourself of that and trying your best to overcome the visceral reactions you might have because of where you are coming from. The very best we can do as human beings is try to understand and be compassionate towards each other.
This is meant for a lot of people. If you respect me as an artist, please try to understand me as a person, because my art is the way it is because of who I am. If you respect me as an artist, please think about what I believe. You’re all good people. Please be kind to each other.