We’ve been dealing with the loud cries of immature men calling for Captain Marvel boycotts for so long that I think people began to believe there might actually be a chance that the film’s box office would suffer.
Just kidding. Since I’m the wife of a man and friend to some men, I feel like I can confidently say that I knew most men didn’t have any intention of boycotting a movie with a female lead. The 10 AM Friday screening I attended was over 90 per cent men and not one of them stood up mid-film to picket the movie or throw a fit in the aisles. We all enjoyed the flick together, experiencing feelings of power and wonder as a group of big ‘ol nerds. It was lovely and just as Stan Lee intended.
The weekend box office obviously proved Captain Marvel felt no fallout from the whining masses, yet some dudes still persist in making the movie about them. There’s the turd satchel I won’t link here that claims Captain Marvel neutered Nick Fury. Why? Hell, I don’t know. I’m not giving him clicks.
The point is, bigoted, spoiled white men have no power over the box office anymore and they continue to lash out. While the rest of us will continue to pay to see content starring those that look more like us, share more experiences with us, and better reflect the world around us; they will toil like wads in their man caves.
Meanwhile, Clark Gregg will remain our friend while rightfully calling those weiners making waves out for their bitch ass behaviors.
I just love hearing the term “butthurt” in the morning.