Anecdotally this does not seem to apply. I would have thought it the case but the marching band kids couldn't run 50 feet in the woods without wheezing. I smoked and never exercised and could run with a case of paint, a stainless steal gun with the barrel always up and 200 rounds in it, and basically 2 CO2 fire extinguishers on me through the woods. The marching band kids were nowhere to be found, and even the boot camp trained army kids did not do as well. Marines, SWAT, firemen, and spec ops could keep up and beat me. Maybe an actual bard would be different as they seem to go off the well manicured and level playing fields of most sports. Even most decent football guys had troubles sprinting in the woods.
Peanuts are technically legumes and not nuts, in the same way tomatoes are technically fruits and not vegetables, and @Uncle Albert is technically a dick head and not an asshole.
I was actually surprised. I was a fucking geek and the marching band kids who did the parades were my friends. I was smoking, did not exercise in any sport at the time, and I would go with these kids out onto the paintball field or to play in the fucking woods and they were easily winded. I am just saying anecdotally it did not make any sense. It also did not make sense that the football team could not keep up with me when we hit the wooded areas where I grew up. In a flat out sprint on the track or on a grassy field things were a bit different, but put some trees to avoid, some ditches, some hills, some rocks, strap some weight on your back and have a stainless steel automag with a 200 round hopper and I was doing better than most of them. I was recruiting for my amateur team. I looked to the NJROTC and marching band first because they were my friends. Members of the football team weren't keeping up. Maybe it was just my school area. Maybe it was dealing with wooded areas and not a pristine field or pavement. Honestly I would get tired marching for miles, but I could hike all day and night.
Uneven terrain, ok, I'll allow it. Should have recruited the local Boy Scout troop. Might have saved a few from Mormonism a little sooner too.
That was a no go also. It was probably me being I had some huge fire for the game. Even the survivalist gun nut hunters could not keep up with me in that arena. I guess it is probably love for what you are doing that pushes you. I guess I have to admit I could have never carried a tuba those distances and played it because I had no desire to push myself in that direction. However, if I had a passion for the marching band I would have gone through some fucking pain and marched myself into the ground to perform. Wanting to be there and do for the "team" or effort brings out levels of performance far above what we normally do. It is easier to give into getting winded when you did not really want to be there to begin with.
Cool. So why not make the live action movie about the ivory coast mermaid? Because it won't be able to coast on name recognition? Huh.
What fucking name recognition is there in "The Little Mermaid", you twat? It's literally descriptive. She's little and a mermaid. She could be called Fred and the movie wouldn't be any different. Just like it's not going to be any different except she's a skin colour that seems to trigger you. And Ariel is almost certainly more likely to be a name that PoC would use rather than white folk. I'm frankly amazed she wasn't called Cecily or Arabella.
Would that soothe your mind? If you say "yes" you'll be lying. Don't say "yes". Nothing soothes you. The proof is you're a pot smoker, and are still crabby.
It would satisfy a few terms of honesty. But honesty is not in fashion. Making shit sandwiches and declaring anyone who refuses to take a bite a "bigot" definitely is.
Given that nothing inclusive will ever escape your standards of "shit sandwich" I'll take that as a "no".
That's false, and you know it's false. I have given examples that you willfully ignore because you are not above lying to bolster a weak position. Compost yourself, you transparent fucking fraud.