So help me God, the next person that comes up to me and asks me what I think of “James Cameron’s new furry movie” is going to get punched right in the temple. I’m going to say this once (and more times in this article no doubt) and I’m going to say it nicely – the tribal characters, the Na’vi, in Avatar aren’t furries; they are hardly even in the same boat as furries. To quote the great Dr. Evil, they’re the Diet Coke of furries – just one calorie, not even enough. I feel kind of stupid here, really, like I’m some kind of professor of furrydom which is not only a terrible job title to begin with but also something that hardly applies to me. I have no doctorate in Furry; if you want to put it into some kind of silly and drawn-out educational joke let’s just say that I took a couple of classes for a few weeks and dropped out because I didn’t like the classwork. Are you even still with me here? I think I may have lost everyone when I went off on the Dr. Evil and college humor.
