it's like going and ordering a beautiful birthday cake, fussing about the flavor combinations, doing extended taste testing, and so on, paying for the wonderful expensive cake, bringing it out at a party, having everyone cheer and line up for the cake to be cut after lighting all the candles and singing,
and then removing one birthday candle, licking the frosting off the bottom, and tossing the entire cake into the trash.
?????????????????? WHY
so part of me is very angry at the racism on display, but another part of me is continually going apeshit about how it seems like everyone went out of their way to write in a far more fucking boring time. like it's not just morally wrong, but it's storytelling that expends a lot more effort in order to be incredibly bland. the flavor, the meat of it, the exciting stuff was RIGHT THERE, and there was a heavy detour to AVOID THE INTERESTING STUFF????
ETERNAL SCREAMING. I DON'T FUCKEN GET IT YALL