Today’s trope hanging on my metaphorical kill chain is “Tee-hee, I’m a writer, I do research on weird stuff, don’t hold my web browser history against me Mr. FBI Man/Ms. Polite Society!” Miss me with that weaksauce. I don’t read messed-up stuff because I’m a writer. I’m a writer because I like reading messed-up stuff. Whether anyone else approves is irrelevant.
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Pornography repulses me, but the socially unacceptable attitudes I enjoy reading on the outlaw chan boards would get me in as much trouble with the today’s secular, but no less religiously fanatical New Church. I generally “hide my power level,” which is the chan board expression for “don’t let people know what you really think about things,” but it’s been my observation that, if someone wants you in trouble badly enough, they’ll get you in trouble, so it doesn’t bear worrying too much about.
That said, the usual commonsense rules apply: be judicious, be discerning, choose your battles. Never apologize for how you feel or what you believe. As for how much anyone needs to know how you feel or believe...go back to those first three on the list.
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