star_wars_the_force_awakens_rey-wide And so it continues. The lovely Daisy Ridley has left Instagram because of the hate flooded at her because of an anti-gun violence post she put on her account.

Just a few weeks ago, Leslie Jones, Patty in the new Ghostbusters movie, left Twitter because of the hates and threats against her. 

And no one seems that bothered by it.

It’s a thing for a minute, then it’s gone, and people don’t care anymore

I care. Because it seems to flood back to a particular group of people EVERY SINGLE TIME.

The fucking “FanBoys.”*

Every time something new comes out, a new movie, a new series, whatever, the damn FanBoys come out of the woodwork, all angry and hating because it’s different.

It’s not “what they grew up with/not cannon/not how THEY THINK IT SHOULD BE.” And as a result, they attack the actors, especially any female actors involved, and let me say…


This yelling and screaming over some movie, demanding this or that be changed, because it’s not the way it was before, and then attacking actors and directors because something changed is ridiculous. To see a beloved franchise being revived should (and does) bring joy to a true fan.

But a group has surfaced, or a faction of fans, I should say–The FanBoys*, and they’re angry that anyone would touch something beloved.

They creates so-called fan groups, but they’re focused entirely on hating a particular franchise, or a franchise reboot. They follows every single thread about their fandom, and scream and yell every time something new comes out about it. Even to the extreme of death threats against directors or producers because they don’t like the way the franchise is ran.

Then when FanBoys* are  called out, they starts gaslighting, and saying that’s not what was meant, that it was a joke, they were the victim, etc.

*Now, let me throw out my disclaimer. “FanBoys” does not mean every man who’s a fan of a franchise. It also isn’t limited to just boys. I’m referring to a particular group of fans (men or women) who cling to, or are so emotionally invested in a series/franchise that they find it necessary to scream about the horrors of any revamping to something they loved dearly. It also seems to create this strange “geek entitlement” that the internet fosters. It creates communities that grow and bloom into pools of hate and dissension against any twist or change of their beloved story line.


Just today, my husband saw a friend’s post, bemoaning the new design of a transformer for the latest installment in the franchise. This was an “internet friend” he’d known for quite a while. They had a lot of similar interests (movies, toy reviews, and transformers, just to mention a few). Today, when my husband pointed out that this person was throwing a hissy fit over something that, A, Fans have no control over, B, none of the other characters look like their counterparts in the 80’s cartoon, and C, it’s not really your childhood they’re destroying, because the old shows are available to watch, he was blocked and banned.

The strange part about the whole thing–I read the threads. I didn’t see anything other than my husband saying one thing.

“Fanboy Entitlement.” 

How in the world, have we, as a society connected by this amazing resource, called the Internet, become so filled with hate and frustration? We’ve found a voice, a way to say what we think, connect with people all around the world that we never would have had a chance to meet even 30 years ago. I have had my tweets retweeted by famous people (SUPER AWESOME). My husband has actually gotten to have conversations with celebrities through social media.

This is something that because we live in the bellybutton of the United States, would NEVER have gotten to experience if it wasn’t for the Internet.

It’s amazing the love and connections we can make online.

Yet all we do with it is scream to the hilltops when we don’t like something. Corporations have to hire entire social media staff to watch their brand name, and tweet/comment back to customers who might have a complaint.


What happened to being nice? To being happy? To being excited that an old franchise from childhood is given new life with a new movie series or television show that re-imagined the idea? Do we have to like everything? Of course not. Not everything is going to work for every person.

But do we have to be so damn hateful about everything?

Especially when it’s over a damn movie.


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