The Problem with Bronies

So, I'm feeling down today. I wake up and immediately feel like an aimless twenty something. Also, I'm sick, which even though makes my voice sound more like Leonard Cohen (which is a good thing), I don't enjoy the cat claws in the throat. The point of all this is that I should feel down. I should, right? And I was, until I watched this:

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1567917619/my-little-po-mo-volume-one-season-one

I understand that traditional masculinity is just a construct built out of a societal need to control gender roles for the production of- sorry, lost my train of thought among the words "postmodern" and "My Little Pony" being in the same sentence.

http://www.amazon.com/My-Little-Po-Mo-Unauthorized-Friendship/dp/149232356X

Sigh.

Look.
To any Bronies reading this:

I understand that you come from all walks of life, from college-educated liberal arts majors to military service personnel, to leaders of faith, to whomever else. I get it. I also get that you're into the show's writing, and you think episode 8 is a tellingly satirical critique on some heavy, philosophical issue.
I get it.

But-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohnuyqJyEW0

and

http://www.thestar.com/content/dam/thestar/entertainment/2013/06/26/bronys_men_who_dig_my_little_pony_feel_misunderstood/inside_blake_and_my_little_pony_collection.jpg


A terrible joke created by 4Chan that morphed into an actual guilty pleasure has now been transformed into a monster of a fanbase.

It's not even about masculine roles, it's about adults liking this show. If I knew a woman who loved My Little Pony, I probably wouldn't date her. Probably. Not that she'd date me. I mean, maybe she'd like Lou Reed but I highly doubt it.

Anyway, I feel better about my life. Thanks Bronies.