Taste is such a silly thing to argue.
Musical taste, artistic taste, literary taste, all of it. It makes absolutely no sense to me to attack someone simply because they like, or do not like, similar things as yourself.
I dislike Justin Beiber. I really don’t like him, his messages, his sound, or his lyrics. However, I refuse to attack someone because I happen to dislike their sound. Quite frankly, I think the kid can sing. There’s a reason he makes tons of money, and sells numerous albums, and has loads of fans—no matter their ages. I don’t enjoy much Metal, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to erase the entire genre from my realm of enjoyable possibilities simply because I do not enjoy what little I have been exposed to. I love Lady GaGa, but so what if someone else doesn’t?
I refuse to jump down someone’s throat because they have not read, or do not like, Harry Potter. Similarly, I will not degrade or belittle a person because they have read, or enjoy, Twilight.
Just because someone does not like your favourite band does not mean they have absolutely no “taste in music.” Just because someone dislikes a show you happen to enjoy doesn’t make them stupid. Just because someone is vocal about their distaste regarding your favourite book and/or author doesn’t make them the scum of the earth. Basically, it breaks down to this: Just because someone has a different taste than you does not mean their opinions or personal preferences are any less valid.
The pretentious attitudes I see floating around Tumblr a lot—hell, floating around anywhere you look, really—are annoying. I’m not trying to keep people from criticizing me for my personal taste when I willingly put it out for the world to critique, because ultimately that will always happen. It’s simply just a minor point of irritation I needed to get off my chest.
