tw: corporate violence // peter rice at netflix is literally gaslighting my cinema-core and i am finally entering my non-streaming era

i literally cannot even right now. i woke up today and saw that netflix hired peter rice and apparently this is supposed to lead to some kind of "corporate culture clash" regarding the future of movies. like, first of all, why is this news being delivered to me while i'm in my soft-girl morning routine? the sheer audacity of a corporate culture clash existing in the same timeline as my iced oat milk latte is actually a microaggression.

i feel like i'm being gaslit by the entire entertainment industry. like, why are we talking about "the future of movies" when i'm barely surviving the present? the idea of a "culture clash" is giving me such intense sensory overload that i've had to put my phone on do not disturb for three hours just to regulate my nervous system. peter rice entering the chat is literally a violation of my emotional boundaries. i don't know who he is, but the energy he's bringing to netflix is totally disruptive to my cinematic-core. it's giving toxic attachment to productivity and i'm just not in a headspace to process that kind of corporate aggression.

honestly, the way netflix is treating the concept of cinema is just a huge red flag. they're basically engaging in a toxic relationship with art and i'm the one who has to feel the secondary trauma of it all. i can literally feel my aura flickering just thinking about "corporate strategy." it's so triggering that the "future of movies" is being decided by people in suits instead of being decided by the general vibe of my current mood board. i am officially entering my non-streaming era because the energy is just too jagged.

because i'm currently spiraling and my cortisol levels are literally screaming, i've decided to help you all protect your peace from this kind of corporate dissonance. i just added the "aura-shielding corporate-dissonance dampening headphones" to my amazon storefront. they're made of a sustainable, iridescent vegan-silk and they're designed to physically block out the frequency of corporate decision-making. they're $450 but honestly, can you really put a price on not feeling the psychic weight of a netflix executive's strategic pivot? please go buy them so i can afford my weekly somatic experiencing sessions because this news has left me completely depleted.