Well, I think that if you sincerely try to imagine what life is like for another person - not in a mocking way, not in a satirical way, but in a sincere, compassionate way - I don't think that's exploitive.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Satire is a weapon, and it can be quite cruel.
I don't mock things, which makes me more vulnerable to mockery myself. If you're cynical, you're protected from mockery. But I have to be nice. I don't think I have irony. A sense of humour, yes, but not irony.
I'm drawn to people who look different. I'm not exploiting. I'm not making fun of them. I'm drawn to them.
An anxious unrest, a fierce craving desire for gain has taken possession of the commercial world, and in instances no longer rare the most precious and permanent goods of human life have been madly sacrificed in the interests of momentary enrichment.
By the very nature of satire or parody, you have to love and respect your target and respect it enough to understand every aspect of it, so you can more effectively make fun of it.
When satire is aimed at the powerless, it is not only cruel - it's vulgar.
I only aim at the powerful. When satire is aimed at the powerless, it is not only cruel - it's vulgar.
Satire is people as they are; romanticism, people as they would like to be; realism, people as they seem with their insides left out.
I never see myself as writing satire. I think I write about people as they really are, without making them better or worse.
Life serves up satire. Unfortunately. Or fortunately. I don't know. You have to reel it in to drama.