My best friend and I were watching the new Sabrina series when episode 7 came on. The witches were talking about how there was no greater honor than to be eaten. It hit both of us so incredibly hard how much this emulated the party princess community and their devotion and extremism when it comes to being a princess.
A costume in the parks changed due to it causing severe pain and serious permanent nerve damage to performers (Literally was told by a friend she couldn’t feel her arm half way through her shift). The uproar in the party princess community was insane and it is any time a costume gets changed it is beyond silly to me. The literal responses were that its an honor to make under $15 an hour and have permanent nerve damage. Read that last sentence again… Its an honor to make barely above poverty level and have life long nerve damage. There are a great many things that come with those kinds of jobs that are just part of it, horrible summer heat, getting sneezed on, peed on and asked weird questions by small children who frankly don’t know any better. However the parallel that we both saw was beyond mind blowing. The moment that any thing in our lives moves to a point where our well being is being sacrificed we need to take a serious hard look at things.
I just wish we would all take a breath, look at what we are all committing ourselves truly to and if its really worth being eaten over. There is always a greater honor than being eaten!