Story Time: LGBT Hamplanets and various sjw fuckery I gave college students a chance, specifically the LGBT community and what I got in return was an unending wave of frustration. So I went into this LGBT group that I was invited to by a friend thinking "oh cool people like me" and I ended up being confronted with a sea of people with the same haircut in various shades of blues and reds. Some of them calling themselves xir and most of them overweight. And all of them making my general anxiety disorder (before my PTSD diagnosis shortly after all this) into a joke. "Oh its okay anon, we all have anxiety here lol"  These people were definitely NOT like me. They were absolute jokes, but I generally try to be passive and kind to new people. Give them a chance. I sat down and shut up anyway, and waited for this little group discussion to begin. REEEEEE-ing ensued during a discussion (could hardly call it a debate because everyone there was too afraid to disagree or was so brainwashed already that they didn't know how) about body positivity and HAES. By this point, I was making an effort to contain myself from slamming my head into the back of the metal chair infront of me. All 130pounds of me was screaming to get the fuck out of there, but I stayed thinking 'I'm giving these people a chance". Between topics of discussion we were taught "Oops" and "Ouch" which is a passive way of letting a person know you've been offended. You say "Ouch" and they say "Oops". The only time this should be used is when in a therapy group for children of various ages. It helps keep the peace, but this...this was not that. This was a group of 17 to 25 year olds, most of which in college, on daddy's dime, cramming themselves into a small room claiming it a safe space. I'm not going to type out the whole two hours of sjw fuckery I sat through, but I'll highlight the annoying shit. Obeasts aside, one of the most annoying things to me was when this trans kid started complaining about another LGBT group that wasn't so PC. (I kind of wanna know where this group is. It may as well be a fucking mythical beast). Apparently the loose slurs (tranny, faggot, etc) in this movie they watched once hurt his fee fees and the group leader told him to get over it because it was just a movie. Of course the baby couldn't handle this and spent the next 20 minutes bitching about it. To which I responded with "nobody was calling you those names and there was no cruel intent towards the audience so what's the big deal?" Que the "Well I don't like those words so you can't say them" argument. From there the Black Lives Matter party piped in because we weren't talking enough about POCS, because in this LGBT friendly, violent racist free city we all know that black kids are in danger of being killed. Kind of shocking seeing how many of these black kids managed to safely make it from their living quarters to this meeting, all without a scratch! They must be stealth masters to make it the 4 to 8 blocks there around all those gun totin' black hatin' pigs.  Skipping to the 'after party'. I met up in the lobby with a group of other teens that looked like they were having fun. I ended up having a nice time laughing about dumb shit and exchanging the candy left over in my book bag for shit i actually liked (I don't eat candy often). Everything was awesome until the PC conversation started, inevitably so. Long REEEEE short, one girl had a Chinese roomate that had just newly came over here for school and apparently people who aren't 'Americanized' either don't know about PC culture or don't care. Either way I had to stifle a laugh when this chick's thin Chinese roommate allegedly pipped up with "Wow you have a bad body" The topic of body shaming continued. I didn't say a word, just observed their behavior like they were animals at a zoo. The lack of self awareness and grasp of basic concepts was shocking for kids in college, in a very well known and high ranked college at that. I guess it doesn't take much these days. It was midnight before I decided to give up and go outside. I ended up talking to this agender fellow and bummed a smoke. Of course he was pretty PC too, but he seemed to forget that when I brought up the topic of art and watercolors. At least they had a hobby, but damn he was so thirsty and with those three chins I could understand why.  He's about as visually pleasing as that fat man dancing to "My Humps" from 2007.  No matter how hard I tried to see these people as...well people, I kept running into greasy obeasts that were thirsty and too pc to get laid. This was my experience as a guest inside a highly respected college's LGBT meetings. The last of my faith is left with the thousands of doctors this school pipes out. Surely, these doctors are annoyed with the HAES movement seeing as they have to **LIFT ** these people.