BlackHeart Biohazards

No.

Something being difficult for you to do doesn’t make it any less immoral, or any more moral.

Cheating on your spouse is immoral. Does it make it less immoral if it’s difficult for you to stop yourself from cheating on your spouse? No it does not.

Does it make it less immoral to kill someone, because it was more convenient to you to kill them? No it does not.

Avoiding Nestle products is difficult and inconvenient. It’s still immoral to buy them. If you know it’s immoral to buy them and you still choose to do so, you are compromising your morals when you do.

It’s difficult and inconvenient for some people to avoid buying the Harry Potter game. Autistic people with special interests. People who’ve been fans their whole lives and can’t help that the franchise was a big part of their life.

Avoiding the game is inconvenient to them.

Avoiding Nestle products is incontinent to you.

Morality is not based on what is convenient to you.

You are exactly as immoral for buying Nestle products as someone is for buying the Harry Potter game.

Does that make you uncomfortable? Does that make you feel icky? Does it make you feel like a bad person because you’ve been doing something immoral out of convenience while shaming and harassing other people for doing the exact same thing?

Good. It should.

If you know it’s immoral to buy Nestle products and you buy them anyway out of convenience then don’t you dare harass people for buying the Harry Potter game.

context link of post the ask refers to

context notes: we are transgender, we hate JKR, we are not buying or playing the hogwarts game.

filmnoirsbian:

My dad has a massive vegetable garden and it is his life. Whenever I ask how things are going, he tells me about the garden. Periodically he will text me a picture of the things he’s harvested and ask when I’m coming to pick them up. And for a while, the biggest bit of garden gossip has been his nemesis, the gopher. This gopher was consistently ruining his day by pilfering the best of everything just before my dad could harvest it. Anytime I talked to him, all he had to tell me about was “that damned gopher.” He dreamt about killing the gopher, his truest enemy. He tried to train the dog to hunt the gopher, but the dog is a pacifist. He led some of the barn cats to the holes, but the barn cats have unionized and refused his offered rate. He then laid no-kill traps (can’t risk having poison near the crops) with eventual gophercide in mind, but then suddenly he was faced with a cute and terrified animal and didn’t have the heart. He released it. “He was so scared, he’ll never come back.” The gopher was back the next day, with a vengeance. That was some weeks ago. Today, my dad sent me pictures of his garden, and I saw a squash gently laid by the gopher’s hole, like a package left on the doorstep. I said “Dad, what’s that squash doing there by the gopher hole?” He said “Oh, he likes squash best.” In an effort to appease the gopher, my father now gives him a little squash everyday, like leaving an offering for a garden spirit. This apparently works well as a compromise; the gopher has stopped stealing, content to have his meals delivered to his door.

someone please reassure me that its okay to want to avoid a family member even if they’re not necessarily a bad person ;_;