I will never forget the first time I saw The Last Jedi.

I was so hyped, I couldn’t wait for another Star Wars installment. The trailers made it look so good. I had the highest hopes. I got my blue slushy and my large popcorn(which I only get when I’m seeing a big important movie). I sat down and the movie starts off with a YOUR MAMA JOKE? I sipped on my blue slushie, figured it was just a cringey joke, right? By the time I saw Admiral Gender Studies on screen, I nearly puked up my slushy all over my popcorn, right there in the theater! Rage filled my body and I began to nervously sweat.
” How could they do this? How could Kathleen Kennedy get away with this forced female character?”
By the end of the movie, I was filled with a sense of dread and hopelessness. I felt so betrayed with the franchise I’ve loved since I was 4 years old.
“Kathleen Kennedy and HER IDENTITY POLITICS, SHOVED INTO STAR WARS?”

Something died in me that day, and no one will listen to me when I tell other Star Wars fans, that Kathleen Kennedy and her feminist agenda are ruining Star Wars. So here I am, angry and hurt and betrayed. Nothing will change. Star Wars is now Soy Wars and all about SJW’s.

Don’t even get me started on Rey Skywalker