Wow, look at this, I'm in print! This is different to my usual stomping grounds of YouTube; the traditional methods for the venting of my spleen over things that make me angry enough to blow snot out of my eyeballs has been changed to some sort of text-based medium. How shall I manage I wonder? Well let's leave that up to you, the humble reader of this, The Furtean Times. Of course, to the delight of some of my regular audience, I have to tone down my language for this particular session, as there could be people afraid of words they most likely hear a thousand times over at their local furmeets... or something.

Anywho, what's wrong now? Have I run out of things to get annoyed about? No, of course not, don't be silly. So long as the fandom exists there will always be things about it (either directly or not) that forcibly eject the cheap lager I happen to be drinking all over my copy of The Daily Mail. So now we find ourselves with the big question: What has pissed Ember off so much now? Well despite my own personal views on the matter, I am going to do what a lot of people have been crying out for me to do, and I am going to have a little talk about furry haters.