Folks, scrolling through the Mary Morstan tag, now seems a good time for the Babes to talk about the Pineapple Principle.
Let’s say that you adore grapes. Green ones, possibly, this being the Sherlock fandom. Yeah?
You’re walking down the street, and you have a ziplock bag full of muthafuckin green grapes, and you are loving life. You are snacking on the grapes. You are happy. They are delicious. (Let’s say for instance they taste like Johnlock.)
Now let’s say, in the course of your stroll, you encounter a fruit vendor selling a pineapple to a pedestrian.
Answer this question for us: would you, seeing the person buying a pineapple, STOP AND SHOUT AND YELL AT THEM FOR BEING A TERRIBLE STUPID PERSON AND PINEAPPLE IS GROSS AND OMFG IT WRECKS MY ENTIRE LIFE THAT YOU ENJOY PINEAPPLES MY GRAPES ARE NOW RUINED.
You’re saying you probably wouldn’t do that?
Then it would behoove you to apply the same rubric to tumblr posts. Like things, dislike things, all you like. Talk about them! Discuss your feelings! But if you considered adhering to the Pineapple Principle, it would be a lot easier for us all to get along.
This has been a Baker Street Babes PSA.