Maybe a way I could better explain the ‘Disney Adult’… is that it is almost, kind of, maybe like a person with a fursona, who is /really/ deep into it.

The Disney Adult is … not the real them, 90% of the time. They are a child in an adult body who is ‘adulting’, ie, just performing at the concept of … being a mature and responsible person.

The “real” them is who they are when they take their annual trip to Disney Land (their own finances be damned, the pilgramage must be made), when they are rewatching the movies, when they are pretending to be a character from the movie and singing the song, when they are in costume as a Disney character… and acting like their idea of that character.

This is more advanced, more performative, disassociative, distinct than your typical ‘well i got mine, fuck them poors’ type of NIMBYism.

This is a person who does not have normal … plates, cups, pillows, etc…they are all branded with Disney stuff.

Full immersion in the Disney flavor of the neoliberal phantasia/hyperreality, they’ve fully bought (in many ways literally) their magical fantasy personality from Disney, a lifestyle as a consumer product.

This is the kind of person who would have no problem rebelling against say, Christianity, but would likely either view r34 pr0n of their favorite Disney characters as damnable heresy, or have a closeted and shameful, a publically denied, fetishized enjoyment of it.

… I swear I am not being hyperbolic, as… odd as this may seem… I’ve known multiple people like this.

… Perhaps the saddest thing is that yes this arises from a highly individualistic society, but what this is is simply purchasing a more or less prepackaged identity from a company… not actually formulating your own, which is why I say these people have very weak concepts of their own self identity.