There are far too many classic authors or artists that I loved as a child who I find out later were, through either active malice or ignorance, very Anti-Indigenous.

(I am so sorry).

Then I heard him exclaim, with his low taper fade—
“Happy Rizzmas to all, and to all a good game!”

More rapid than betas his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Kai! now, Cenat! now Looksmaxxing and Mewing!
On, William! on, Afton! on, Rizzler and Bluey!
To the count of 67! to the top of the wall!
Now skibidi, skibidi, skibidi all!"

With a Level 10 aura and a 360 so quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.

When out in the Man Cave there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
When what to my doomscrolling eyes did appear,
But a miniature Cybertruck and eight (furry) reindeer.

The betas were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of Ice Spice rizzed them up in their heads;
And baddie in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains to get Fanum Taxxed.

I am boycotting most major companies and don't watch movies/TV anymore anyway so it doesn't really matter to me.

I respect your opinion, even though you're wrong.

I'm making a webcomic called "The Whelp" but it's not ready for anyone to see yet.

Sorry, I disabled the website temporarily while I try and work on something.