Delusional Times: It's Hard to Believe that "Christian Furries" Are Actually a Thing

Imagine a world where grown men and women don fuzzy animal costumes, prancing through life as if reality itself is a bad sitcom, pretending they can rewrite at will. That’s the furry movement in all its glory—an absurd cocktail of escapism and eccentricity, wrapped up in brightly colored tails and ears.

While “furries” argue it’s just all in good fun, a leisure activity, or just simply “expressing themselves,” the reality is that underneath it all is something far more menacing. It’s not simply a quirky hobby or harmless indulgence, they need help.

It’s a glaring rejection of reality, a calculated plunge into a world where accountability is optional, and fantasy reigns supreme. I don’t care what their excuse is, or how they want to describe themselves. It’s childish, and silly, and demonstrates a severe level of mental, spiritual, and emotional instability.

These self-proclaimed "anthropomorphic enthusiasts" have turned their backs on objective truth, ditching the entire essence of reality for a cartoonish mirage that eliminates the need to interact with real problems in life.

And now, to add to the spectacle, some have decided to slap a Christian label on it.