I'm just not a fan of feathered dinos. I guess I probably feel like Harryhausen and Bradbury do/did about dinosaurs not dragging their tails, essentially they didn't like it at all. They were no longer the dinosaurs from their childhood.
Now I don't feel angry about feathered dinos, if it's a fact, then it's a fact, but my prefrence is to be featherless.
*Edit, I guess I am a little angry. It seems everything I grew up, dino-wise, is being invalidated...the brontosaurus no longer exists, triceratops looks like it's going that way too, the T-Rex wasn't some, leather-skinned bi-pedal crocodile it was actually covered in feathers.
I'm not angry with any of you, or the scientists. That'd be preposterous to get angry with science just because it didn't do what you wanted it to do. I'm just...I suppose, dissapointed. Oh well, I'll always have the stop-motion dinosaurs to watch
