The End Of The World?
No, it's just Christian furries, and the people who hate them
One of the best things about the internet is that it’s full of weirdos. Whenever you worry that you and yours have grown too decadent or depraved - perhaps feeling the bite of conscience if you’re one of the unlucky few who still possesses one - all you need to do is take a spin around Reddit, or one of the 'chans, or any other dark corner of the internet (it’s the internet, so pretty much every corner is a dark one). You’ll realize in a hurry that you’re no worse off than 70 percent or so of the damaged souls and psyches out there who are badly in need of therapy, Jesus, and/or pharmacological intervention.
One of the worst things about the internet is that it’s full of weirdos. (Life is paradox.) In olden days – the early nineties – most weirdos had to ply their trade by their lonesome. But thanks to Google and social media, they can all now easily find each other, and start weirdo groups. Which invariably become grievance groups, as all groups worth having now are. Because for status-jockeying groups, there’s no point in having one unless you can claim you’re getting dumped on by other groups. (See Antifa whining vs. Proud Boys whining.) Whoever suffers most and whines the loudest tends to win. Or to at least get thin-pretext pieces written about them. Much like this one!
Which brings us to Christian furries, and the people who fursecute them. (Apologies, I detest puns. But it’s not my coinage. I got it from Dogpatch Press’s furry glossary.)
The fur started flying (sorry, I’ll stop) earlier this month when the Religion News Service’s Riley Farrell wrote a piece on a mostly unknown subset of furries: evangelical Christian ones.