The adages “birds of a feather flock together” and “opposites attract” are often at war, being two different ways to describe how people come together. While usually this is meant to describe the relationship between two distinctly real people, these sayings can be applied to the fandom of anime characters as well.

And in this 2D realm, oddly enough, the situation is much the same in that there are veritable arguments for both sides of the coin.

It’s quite obvious that there are character types in anime that would never be possible (or at least extremely implausible) in real life, ones that clash with the passive, soft-spoken attitude that most male anime fans embody. At the extreme end of the scale you get dominatrix-type characters in shows best left hidden in a dark corner somewhere (or under a mattress), but even more family-friendly personalities can pull off the appeal of being the polar opposite of the stereotypical harem lead archetype.

There are the extremely hyperactive types that simply exude energy, bouncing off the walls and willing to try everything as least once, no matter the consequences. Their outgoing attitude and lack of shame is a nice fit for any daydreaming viewer who wishes they could be as enthusiastic.

The appeal of a tsundere can somewhat fall under this umbrella as well; rather, it is the umbrella, housing the love-love couple of these two trains of thought at one time. A tsundere character as strictly defined will reach both sides of the spectrum; being a totally different, almost foriegn personality with their cold, sometimes brutal tsuntsun side, yet exhibiting the same blushing, stammering, flustered deredere side that many inexperienced romantics are familiar with.

But more than that, when I mean ‘birds of a feather’ I don’t mean characters with simply the same personality but those who share the same kinds of beliefs and passions as an anime viewer. It’s one thing to relate with a character based on their experiences and emotions but when you find someone else who can appreciate the same thing you do … it’s scarily intriguing.

Perhaps too much.

Probably 99% of all anime, hell, all entertainment on Earth is escapism, at least to some degree.

Some pander worse than others. The fanservice shows get the worst rap, although harem and harem-types aren’t far behind; anything that appears to hinder social skills is something that will never be approved of fully in society.

But there’s other kinds of pandering as well. There is emotional pandering; the shows with sad girls in stuff, that appeal to the inner knight in shining armor. A romance show, which draws out the idealistic romantic in people. Some soap operas and reality shows cater to people by making them feel better about themselves in the “at least my life isn’t that” sense.

And then there are the sort of niche shows that make you just say, “See, I’m not crazy. I’m not the only one.”

Maybe it’s too existential to say that, a bit too serious, but people are always looking for confirmation in life, looking for support, because as cool as it sounds, it’s hard to be a true loner. Some seek safety in numbers, while those we brand as ‘loners’ are merely those who choose a more exclusive group to have a circle affirmation with; comfortably different, but very rarely radically departed from society’s norm.

Anime fans tend to be this brand of people; they are passionate, and devoted, but nearly always feeling a sort of oppression from society, perceived or actual. Perhaps it is just me that cannot fully let go and drop into the world of figurines and internet memes and character-print pillowcases, but a lot of anime fans enjoy having one foot in both proverbial doors, if only out of some desire to be ‘normal’.

You don’t see it a lot of times on blogs, per se, as these are the extensions of the ‘insane’ side of fans; but see it in the way that people on forums and the internet treat each other , in the hierarchy scramble of people all of the same general class, but still always feeling an urge to be ’superior’ to others relative to the social norm. “I may watch anime, but at least I don’t watch fanservice shows.” “I may watch fanservice shows, but at least I don’t collect figurines.” “I collect figurines, but at least I don’t sleep with hug pillows.” The scale goes on and on.

Of course ‘normal’ is all relative; in some alternate world Japan is run by some girl in a sailor uniform and everyone shuns the guy in a business suit, and so this whole ‘normal’ thing is borne out of an uncertainty of detaching themselves from what the majority thinks.

Is that a good thing? Is it better to be normal? After all, it’s not like being ‘normal’ is being a brainless conformist who grazes on the same field as everyone else – as the ‘nonconformists’ would have you think. There is room for some deviation for the casual fan; of course, it will require some sacrifice, but it shouldn’t be sacrilegious to enjoy other things in life.

But in the tug-of-war over an impressionable mind, those ingrained in the anime world will fight back, and in this long, probably depressing, aimless rant, we end up at today’s topic: the otaku girl in anime.

I see them as that kind of fan-pandering mentioned above, a character type meant to be Just Like You, to make you feel better about thinking differently … yet alike all the other different people.

When I say an ‘otaku girl’, I don’t just mean the casual anime-viewer in anime, the kind that will toss out a line about a current show now and then. I mean the full on, means business, Konata Izumi type, that lives, breathes, and collects anime.

They epitomize what we both revere and fear in anime fans, the one truly devoted to their art, to the point where their walls, their appearance, their demeanor, and probably their wallet reflects it. The kind that’s not afraid to sleep with a hug pillow, or stand in line for hours for a limited edition figurine, or spend hours, maybe days, making extremely esoteric, yet somehow cool, fanworks.

They appeal to the hidden (mostly) side in all of us who secretly wants to be insane, that wants to be this passionate and this honest. We see them as extensions of ourselves, what we are in part and could be if we dared, and so we idolize these otaku girls.

No less, of course, because they embrace this ‘dirty’ stereotype of otaku, yet have an appearance attractive to the outside eye, not least due to the fact that they carry two X chromosomes. They ‘prove’ that not all people who watch anime are fat smelly men who live in their parent’s basement (to set the record straight, I’m on the first floor here) … well, theoretically, if they weren’t 2D.

And that’s why I don’t like otaku girls (in anime, at least).

It’s not to say that the stereotype of anime fans is true; many are real people with real lives, who carry this hobby sensibly as just that – a hobby. (I have this strange sense I’m contradicting my earlier argument, but I digress.) But the fact that we percieve, that we set this stereotype for ourselves and subsequently feel the need to break it, is something that annoys me.

The otaku girl in anime exists because we as anime fans place ourselves as distant from the rest of society. She is made from our insecurity, our need to have confirmation and justification. If we didn’t keep making ourselves ‘different’, didn’t keep trying to be isolationist, there would be no need for the otaku girl.

But, instead, she exists, and I’m stuck in that median between the casual and the diehard fans. I can’t see the otaku girl in anime as an equal, as an idol, or as a joke character. Rather, it’s just unsettling more than anything else.

It’s the same awkward feeling as a poor or middle-class person would feel if suddenly they were served by maids (another famous trope of anime), the sense of “why do I need this?”. It’s too patronizing, too much like we need someone lower than us, or in the same boat as us, to feel like people.

Instead of confidence in who we are, we hide behind each other and behind these characters who are in the same situation, claim they understand what it’s like to be different. What happened to breaking the false stereotypes with our own hands? We’re not different than any other fanatic about any other passion.

We don’t need to be.

-CCY

(Although, naturally, there is some irony about publicly posting a blog post asking people to stop asking for acceptance from other and start accepting themselves.)

(Wow. Just wow. What was originally a rant about how I Don’t Like Konata turned extremely existential and kind of melancholy in mood. I’m sorry if that post took a lot out of any of you – being serious and reflective is something I think is necessary, but something that I find is not really something that is all that fun to do. Or read. Especially when I don’t plan it out and just go on a rampage. I’ll make sure to whip up more of the funny for next time, because in the end, I still enjoy my escapist insanity more. It’s all good.)