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The Problem With Drama

The problem with drama isn't that it exists. Drama is drama, it sucks, it's annoying, it happens. This we know.

Think about the scene as a conveyer belt. Something happens at some point on the belt, people freak out, yell, scream, divide, do whatever it is that they do, and then they move on. As new people get into the scene (or hop onto the conveyer belt) they begin to hear bits and pieces of the old stories and the old drama, but they can't access the old part of the conveyer belt. They can't see the actual happenings for themselves. But they begin to form opinions based on hearsay or partial facts, or worse, get shrouded under the influence wings of the people who have "caused problems" before and are changing the stories to make themselves no longer the villain.

I have read no less than 3 writings today alone on issues that are (to the best of my knowledge, and my knowledge is pretty fucking extensive) absolute idiocy at worst and grossly misinformed at best. This week alone i've read at least 7 of them.

What is going on here?

How are people supposed to get the right information? When people act out poorly, violate the consent of others, violate the space of others, emotionally abuse others, physically abuse others, manipulate others. Obviously we can not name them through Fetlife, as that is against their TOU.

I've had my boundaries pushed during a scene once, where i did not consent. I have had my stated hard limits violated in a public play space. How am i supposed to be able to tell others of the experiences i have had with the people who have done the aforementioned things to me? This isn't libel. This isn't slander. This is stuff that has happened TO MY PERSON. Not my friend, not my partner, ME. There are people who absolutely hate my guts. I've been threatened with lawsuits more than once. I've had veiled personal threats thrown at me and my friends, a diatribe of verbal diarrhea thrown at me for extending an olive branch someone.

This is a lot of rambling, and unless explicitly stating a specific circumstance, applies to a lot of things and a lot of persons across the scene.

[This is mostly a rant. If you have legitimate discussion to add to this conversation, please do. If you are aware of any of the intimate details in the above mentioned scenarios, do not voice them, there is a reason this writing is voiced as anonymous and gender neutral.]   

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